"Everyone's?" The gods present fell silent. Perhaps they thought Sean was being too domineering, but none of them dared to stick their necks out. No one wanted to offend someone so much stronger than they were.
"Everyone's, but not forever. I'm only one step away from becoming a midgod, so I need the Power of Faith. Once I become a midgod, I'll kill Patrick, and then everyone will be safe." Sean spoke calmly.
"Once I become a midgod, I'll return all your territory. Even if I still need the Power of Faith, don't forget that even ten years ago, the Radiant Church only occupied half of Zhongyuan Continent."
Once he became a midgod, killing Patrick would take him no time at all. His opponent wouldn't even be able to escape.
As for the Power of Faith in the future, he wouldn't need to compete with the people here for it. Zhongyuan Continent was vast, not to mention the boundless South Sea and East Sea.
The people present exchanged a few messages among themselves. Then Mi Piaozheng said, "All right, we can agree. Starting tomorrow, everyone in the Radiant Church's territory will begin changing their faith to you."
"How many Godheads do you need?" Sean asked.
"The more, the better. We know this request might be unreasonable, but the more gods we have, the safer everyone will be in the future. Even Lowgods who refine Godheads can make Patrick, a midgod, think twice if there are enough of them," Mipiaozhen said.
"All right." Sean nodded in agreement. With a thought, twenty-two Lowgod Sparks appeared in front of him.
Though Godheads could strengthen his body, and he had already consumed over a hundred of them, he was still nowhere near his limit. But another twenty or so would hardly make a difference.
Against a midgod, his weakness lay in his soul, not his body.
For now, this was the most advantageous arrangement for him. Besides, once he became a midgod, he could devour midgod Godheads, making Lowgod Sparks far less useful.
And these twenty-odd Godheads weren't a gift.
"So many?" Everyone was startled. They had assumed he would offer at most the six Godheads from the gods he had killed in the Darkness Church. They hadn't expected more than a dozen extra.
Where had Sean gotten all these Godheads? Everyone was curious.
With Sean's strength, killing a dozen or so Lowgods wouldn't be difficult. But there weren't that many Lowgods on Zhongyuan Continent. Had he gone to the South Sea, where there were more gods?
"You can decide among yourselves who refines these Godheads. But those people must swear a Supreme God Oath to obey my commands for the next million years. Unless I'm asking them to do something certain to get them killed, they must obey. Otherwise, I'll take the Godheads back," Sean said calmly.
Taking back the Godheads naturally meant certain death.
These Godheads were top-tier treasures of the Material Plane. Under normal circumstances, he would never hand them out so casually.
But right now, he needed the Radiant Church to grow stronger. Otherwise, it would cause him considerable trouble, and even put him in danger.
"That's no problem." After conferring with the others, Mipiaozhen agreed.
"Then it's settled. Still, I'd recommend that anyone with a chance to become a god on their own refrain from refining a Godhead," Sean added.
"All right. We'll discuss it among ourselves and then make the exchange. But we'll start arranging the Power of Faith you need right away," Mi Piaozheng said with a nod.
They had enjoyed the Power of Faith for millions of years, or at least hundreds of thousands. It wasn't useless, but its effects had diminished greatly. It certainly couldn't compare to what it could do for someone who had only just become a god.
These methods of aiding cultivation always worked best at the beginning. Their effects gradually weakened, until one had to rely on time and steady effort. At a bottleneck, without some fundamental breakthrough, they were essentially useless.
As for the Godheads, they weren't meant for their own use. They would give them to their closest friends and family, so they needed to carefully discuss who should receive one and which attribute to choose.
"All right." Sean nodded, then put away all the Godheads.
"These are twenty-two Soul Golden Beads. They'll be useful to you both in battle and for strengthening your soul in your daily cultivation." Mi Piaozheng took out twenty-two Soul Golden Beads and sent them flying toward Sean with a thought.
Sean put the Soul Golden Beads away in his Coiling Dragon Ring. In the Higher Planes, one could buy enough Soul Golden Beads to afford hundreds of Lowgod Sparks. But in the Material Plane, they were worth less than Lowgod Sparks.
Sean didn't ask where the Soul Golden Beads had come from. Just as in his previous life, a lion killing a cow was simply the natural order—as long as it wasn't his cow.
After that, everyone discussed the current situation. The only real problem was Patrick.
There was no way to deal with this potential threat in the short term. Sean's claim that he could break through to midgod status was perhaps their only hope.
If anyone else had said it, the ten Lowgods present would have refused to believe them. It seemed like a distant dream. But Sean had risen from level eight to the very peak of Lowgod in just over ten years. Perhaps he really could do it.
Sean had little interest in the struggle between the Radiant Church and the Darkness Church for territory, and he didn't want to get involved in managing it. The others respected the wishes of their strongest member.
After the meeting, a Lowgod who cultivated the Light Laws said with a smile, "Sean, in three days, we'll hold a celebration banquet for your ascension to godhood. We'll also announce it to the world. You should perform a grand miracle then to draw people's attention. That'll make it easier for you to spread the Power of Faith."
"A miracle?" Sean thought it over, then nodded. "I'll think about it."
The Radiant Church could spread the Power of Faith so easily not only because the Radiant Sovereign at its head was so domineering, but also because the Light Laws were so effective at healing injuries and illnesses—second only to the Life Law.
The Darkness Laws had no such benefits. It was a blessing if they didn't make people sicker.
Three days later, Qingyue City was bustling with activity. The Radiant Church officially announced that it had driven back the Darkness Church and that the strongest being among them, Sean, had emerged.
The entire city held a three-day banquet, all paid for by the Radiant Church. The amount of gold spent was astronomical.
At the same time, great quantities of Holy Light spread across the city, healing every illness among the people.
Sean had asked several others to help with this. He couldn't do it himself yet. In any case, ordinary people didn't know how it worked; they only knew to praise Sean.
Over the next ten days, the Radiant Church's Holy Decree spread throughout its former territory, and countless ordinary people learned Sean's name.
Inside Qingyue City, Sean was cultivating in seclusion when he suddenly sensed countless strands of the Power of Faith flowing into his soul.
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