Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

Ye Nanxiao slowly opened his eyes, a faint, gentle light appearing in them.

He got up and walked to the balcony. Looking up, he saw wisps of golden light, like fireflies, slowly converging on him in the distance, carried by the wind.

Those halos are the embodiment of the power of faith, gentle and radiant, shimmering in the sunlight.

"So beautiful, more beautiful than gold."

Ye Nanxiao leaped into the air, leaving a trail of afterimages as he soared into the sky.

"What is this?" Jiang Nannan glanced at the porridge on the table, which had already been taken a big bite out of.

"He must have just gained the power of faith and is trying out a new toy." Ye Guyi understood Ye Nanxiao's behavior.

The power of faith is a very mysterious thing.

When she first became a god through faith, the world she saw was indescribably beautiful.

Ye Nanxiao was completely immersed in this wonderful feeling at that moment.

He slowly closed his eyes, but instead of plunging into darkness, his vision rose to a certain celestial angle, overlooking the world.

He "saw" many things.

He saw the well-arranged temples of merit in the distance, and people pouring out from all over the streets and alleys, queuing up to enter the temples of merit in an orderly manner.

He saw an old man leaning on a cane, walking shakily to the statue. With a devout expression, he clasped his hands together and prayed softly, "May the Commander-in-Chief bless my grandson so that he may be successfully matched with a suitable soul, escape mediocrity, and live up to the opportunity given to him by the Commander-in-Chief!"

He saw a child, still with a childlike face, holding his parents' hands, looking up at his statue, bowing respectfully like the adults, and saying in a childish voice, "Thank you, Brother Ye Nanxiao. I want to be like you when I grow up and become a warrior of the Alliance to protect our homeland!"

"Hey, not bad! A sensible kid is calling me brother now. Those little brats from the Tang Clan should see this! One or two of them call me uncle every day!"

Ye Nanxiao smiled smugly, his eyes softening.

He found the feeling of being admired quite nice.

It was worth it for him to go to great lengths and exhaust himself to strengthen the Douluo World after becoming the master of the plane, even losing a lot of hair in the process.

He also saw a simply dressed boy walk up to his statue and hold a small bag high in his hand.

Unwrapping the small package layer by layer, one finds an envelope with gold-embossed patterns.

"Is this Shrek Academy's acceptance letter?"

The boy knelt on the prayer mat in front of him and then respectfully kowtowed.

"I, Jiang, will be forever grateful to Commander Ye!"

The boy's words, accompanied by tears, allowed Ye Nanxiao to learn through the power of faith that the boy had passed Shrek Academy's Battle Armor test, successfully achieving a leap in social class, and had come to fulfill his vow.

The surrounding people smiled as they listened to the boy's loud outpouring of emotion, and some even gave him a thumbs up.

Inside the temple, there was an atmosphere of happiness and peace.

Ye Nanxiao shifted his gaze to the larger Gongde Temple.

Even officials from the four great empires would come regularly to pay their respects.

Ye Nanxiao raised an eyebrow slightly and shifted his gaze again to look at the other temples and shrines on this land.

In his eyes, every temple of merit radiates golden light, every wisp of incense carries a sincere gratitude, and every prayer embodies a pure faith!

These small, yet fervent sentiments converged into an invisible warm current, carried by the wind, by mountains and rivers, quietly flowing towards Ye Nanxiao, circling him twice, and then merging into his body. "Buzz!"

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space around Ye Nanxiao.

The spirit of the plane flew out from it, and because it was flying too fast, it couldn't stop in time.

"Holy crap, Harden! What did you do now?! That's awesome!"

The Dimensional Senses knew that Ye Nanxiao's power was expanding rapidly, like a vast ocean pouring into it.

How could it not be excited?
"It's alright. I did a few big things that changed the established pattern on the mainland, and then this group of people praised me to the skies."

Ye Nanxiao stroked his chin, speaking in a casual yet incredibly pretentious tone.

The spirit of the plane agreed with every word Ye Nanxiao said, nodding and leaving a residual image.

"Old Deng! I feel that you have now surpassed the peak level one deity of the God Realm, and are heading straight for the realm of that old cunning man!"

"Quickly! Give it your all! Go even harder!"

"In this era, I will see you, Old Deng, lead me to advancement and directly transform the Douluo World into a new God Realm! Let the Douluo World become great again, Old Deng!"

What a wonderful "great again"!
Ye Nanxiao slapped the excited dimensional spirit on the head.

"The realm of gods? Do you think you can even dream of it? Don't you have any idea how big you are?"

"Old Deng! The Ice God Realm is only half the size of my side! You even took care of me! I was brought into this world by you! Blood is thicker than water! You can't show favoritism!"

The dimensional spirit decisively pounced on Ye Nanxiao's lap and began its performance.

Ye Nanxiao shook his legs for a while, but found he couldn't get rid of this annoying thing, so he simply gave up on it.

He needs to analyze his current strength.

The power of faith was so strong that when it fell upon him, he realized that his prediction for Ye Guyi was too conservative; the power was far greater than he had imagined.

The power of faith, formed by the reverence and expectations of countless people, is pure and boundless, like the finest divine material, constantly refining his divine essence.

Moreover, the fusion of faith power is not a simple addition of power, but a reshaping and sublimation of Ye Nanxiao's divine power source, which allows his strength to achieve a qualitative leap!
For example, taking Rong Nianbing, the god of emotions, as a reference, Ye Nanxiao now believes that he has completely surpassed Rong Nianbing after his divine power has been integrated with the power of faith. Without the help of divine artifacts and the projection of the Eternal Sin Ice Prison, his normal strength is firmly at the top of the first-level god.

Simply put, Ye Nanxiao felt that drawing two and a half Rong Nianbing with one hand was no problem!
He switched the object of the analysis model to Tang San and entered the computational simulation again.

A moment later, the analysis results came out.

Previously, when he fought Tang San, he used all his trump cards, burned his blood energy, and even had to overload the Freezing Flower to activate the power of the Eternal Sin Ice Prison in order to barely manage a draw with Tang San.

In the end, they only gained the upper hand by using unexpected methods such as soul magic.

Now, the power of faith has not only strengthened his divine power, but also allowed him to reach a new level of understanding of the laws he controls (protection and order)!
Now, with each move he makes, he doesn't need to rely on any divine artifacts, inheritances, or special abilities. He can unleash the full combat power of a first-level god simply by relying on his own divine power and understanding of the laws.

When unleashing their full power, they can briefly step into the realm of God-King, becoming a special existence between a peak-level god and a God-King.

Although it does not have the title of God-King, it can unleash the battle power of a God-King.

"I've become this strong?"

Ye Nanxiao slowly raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky.

He seems to have the power to overturn the table. (End of Chapter)