This Pudu Cult saintess possessed a holy, solemn air that made people unable to resist drawing close and worshipping her. She was already quite capable of bewitching hearts; if Jade Bee Nectar were poured into the pure vase in her hands and scattered among the common folk to heal their bodies, would she not become even more like an immortal buddha or bodhisattva?
In this world, gods and devils truly existed, and the common people were deeply devout in their beliefs. Those with little education or worldly experience were especially easily deceived. One spread it to ten, ten to a hundred, a hundred to a thousand, creating a mass effect that would eventually grow too powerful to contain.
The Heavenly Maiden smiled without speaking. The fierce-looking, broad-faced monk said arrogantly,
"So what if it is? Our Pudu Cult bestows grace upon the people and asks for no more than a little faith in return. There is nothing wrong with calling that an equal exchange. Do you think there are free lunches in this world?"
Yuan Bin fell silent. If possible, he truly did not wish to become entangled with this Pudu Cult. Even with a grandmaster stationed here, that could only guarantee safety to a certain extent. After all, the Imperial Court was no pushover. Besides Cui Wei, the Chief Overseer of the Heavenly Punishment Hall who stood in the open, the imperial clan surely possessed grandmaster-level strength as well.
No matter how powerful the Pudu Cult was, it could not possibly sweep across the world like the Yellow Turban Rebels of old, ignite the Divine Land, and shake the foundations of the realm.
The main reason was that the Yellow Turban Rebels had been a faith embraced even by many high officials, noble families, aristocratic clans, and sects. Celestial