Nan Feng: Look at My All-Red Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings! Bibi Dong: So Vulgar

Bibi Dong froze.

Nan Feng continued to guide her. "It's the same principle. Different Martial Souls and different Soul Guidance Circuits can transform Soul Power into different forms of energy, such as ice, fire, and lightning."

"Since the brain is also a converter, why can't different ways of thinking and emotional fluctuations be transformed into different energy frequencies?"

"Then can so-called Faith Power be perfectly explained as—"

"When a believer's brain produces special thought processes and intense thoughts such as extreme devotion, worship, and prayer, the brain, acting as a converter, forcibly transforms and condenses the believer's own life energy and Soul Power into a special kind of spiritual energy with a specific frequency?"

Bibi Dong was completely speechless.

Damn it! She understood again!

What had once been seen by the Soul Master world as the incomparably sacred and unfathomable foundation of the gods had suddenly become so simple and easy to understand in her eyes. Even its mysterious veil had been stripped away completely!

After the shock subsided, Bibi Dong finally came back to her senses.

She looked again at Nan Feng, who sat across from her. Her eyes held not only astonishment, but also an involuntary trace of bone-chilling dread.

"Then when you said that Faith Power and the Energy Resonance you researched operated on the same principle, what exactly did you mean?" Bibi Dong asked, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

Nan Feng raised his brows. "It's simple. Why do you think Faith Power can help humans become gods? The essence of Divine Power is the power of rules, but what is the essence of the power of rules? Why can the thoughts of these believers alone allow mortals to touch upon the rules of heaven and earth?"

Bibi Dong had no response. She could only listen quietly.

"The answer is Energy Resonance."

Nan Feng spoke confidently. "Just as humans need Innate Soul Power to cultivate as Soul Masters, Innate Soul Power is, plainly put, a kind of initial conversion energy. It can help you transform and absorb the free energy of the outside world."

"Faith Power actually serves the same function. It can help mortals absorb greater energy and forcibly transform their own Soul Power into a higher-order energy with an entirely different frequency and wavelength."

"In other words, Divine Power."

Nan Feng paused and spread his little hands. "As for why Divine Power is called the power of rules, and what rules themselves are... I really haven't figured that out yet. After all, I haven't touched that level yet. I can't just make things up for you about something I don't understand myself."

"But at its core, Faith Power works by using special Energy Resonance to help a mortal's energy undergo a qualitative transformation."

"And once energy undergoes a qualitative transformation, that higher-order energy will in turn affect matter. Through this long process of transformation, a mortal body will gradually be reshaped and ultimately converted into the body of a true god. That is the process of energy transforming matter."

Bibi Dong looked at him with an extraordinarily complicated expression.

The things inside this guy's head were practically overturning the common sense of the entire Soul Master world, along with its reverence for gods.

"Why... why exactly do you research these things?" Bibi Dong could not help asking.

"Curiosity!"

Nan Feng answered without hesitation, pure light gleaming in his eyes.

"You have no idea just how curious I am about this world! Since I have the ability to explore unknown truths and peel apart the essence of things, the process of research itself makes me incredibly excited."

"Besides, since I could see through the essence of mimicry cultivation and create the Three-Phase Star Bell to assist cultivation, I thought at the time: if I completely understood the conversion principles behind Faith Power, could I skip all those troublesome believers and directly use machines to create Faith Power?"

"Or rather, create a special Conversion Array that directly converts ordinary energy into Faith Power in batches?"

Bibi Dong's mind reeled.

Mass-producing Faith Power? This guy really was insane!

"But unfortunately, this thing is far too complicated."

Nan Feng sighed, and for the first time, a trace of frustration appeared on his face.

"It's so complicated that merely running through it in my head makes my scalp go numb."

"Faith Power originates from thought, and thought is an energy conversion process in the brain. If I want to understand the specific method by which Faith Power is converted, I first have to thoroughly understand the principles behind human thought."

"But when I truly began to explore that idea, I sincerely realized that life really is a miracle!"

Nan Feng raised his head to look at the sky, his tone carrying a trace of reverence.

"That level of complexity and precision is simply beyond what human effort at this stage can analyze."

"If one day I can truly understand all of it completely, wouldn't I be able to create life at will?"

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong and said each word distinctly, "Do you know what kind of ability that is?"

"That is called Creation."

Bibi Dong fell silent for a long time, her heart filled with shock.

Whenever she felt that she had already overestimated this man enough, he would always throw out something even more terrifying.

No wonder he had no interest in worldly gains.

How could someone who had already transcended the mundane on the level of thought, someone who had even begun contemplating the principles of "Creation," possibly care about those ant-like worldly possessions?

This guy was the true sage of this world!

Those so-called masters who claimed their theories were invincible, those sect leaders who ruled over a region—before this guy's wisdom, enough to deconstruct heaven and earth itself, they were laughably childish and outrageously ignorant!

Just as Bibi Dong gazed at him with admiration, with even a hint of sacred reverence rising in her heart...

Nan Feng suddenly chuckled, scurried over on his short little legs, and patted her shoulder. "So? Do you think I'm amazing? Do you especially admire me?"

"..."

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched fiercely. The trace of sacredness and reverence she had just built up in her heart instantly shattered into pieces.

"Could you... at least maintain that lofty demeanor you had just now?"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and said irritably, "You're really ruining the mood!"

Although that was indeed what she thought, and she had indeed been won over by him.

But with him asking so directly, she felt incredibly awkward!

Admit it outright? Did she have no pride?

Force herself to deny it? Wouldn't that make this guy lose face even more?

"Tch." Nan Feng rolled his eyes disdainfully. "What lofty demeanor? Isn't that just putting on airs and acting pretentious? I don't have time to pretend to be profound."

"Alright, I casually rambled about so much nonsense with you today. Who knows how much that little brain of yours can remember."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't remember. If there's anything you don't understand later, just come ask me. As long as I know it, I'll teach you."

Warmth rose in Bibi Dong's heart, and she nodded seriously.

Nan Feng was just about to say something else when he suddenly slapped his thigh. "That's not right! How did I get so far off topic with you?"

"I was clearly asking you at the beginning whether you wanted to see my Spirit Rings!"

This conversation had gone completely off the rails!

"Watch closely!"

As he spoke, Nan Feng did not wait for Bibi Dong's response and simply snapped his fingers.

An invisible wave of Soul Power instantly spread out, completely sealing off the Mimicry Cultivation Courtyard to prevent the aura that followed from leaking out.

Then, Soul Power surged around him.

The first to appear was the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul.

Nine Spirit Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, pulsing up and down.

Black, black, black, black, black... red, red, red, red!

Five black, four red!

Then his Martial Soul switched, and the phantom of the Death Spider Emperor emerged.

This time, the courtyard was instantly filled with dazzling blood-red light.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red!

A full nine hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings!

Even though Nan Feng deliberately restrained their pressure, that terrifying oppression still made the air in the courtyard seem to freeze solid.

Nan Feng lifted his little face and looked at Bibi Dong eagerly, waiting for her to turn pale with shock and cry out, "How is this possible?"

Yet as Bibi Dong looked at this horrifying, unreasonable arrangement, her expression remained remarkably calm.

There was a trace of surprise, but not much.

Now it was Nan Feng's turn to be dumbfounded.

"No, aren't you surprised? Aren't you shocked?"

Nan Feng pointed at the all-red Spirit Rings around him. "What do you mean by being this calm? Give me some kind of reaction!"

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly, and she sighed.

"I think... after hearing you talk about so many things that overturned my understanding, these few Spirit Rings of yours don't seem all that important anymore."

Compared to the "truths" Nan Feng had thrown out, truths capable of detonating the entire world on an intellectual level, even if he revealed a full set of hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings right now, she would not find it particularly shocking.

Because this seemingly terrifying Spirit Ring configuration, enough to drive the entire Soul Master world mad.

Compared to Nan Feng's shocking thoughts and wisdom just now... it was simply unbearably vulgar.