(Thanks to Bei Ming Luo Yu for the tip bonus chapter 15/25)
The monk scoffed.
"I've already told the planetary governor that a saint's relics are the most direct manifestation of the God-Emperor's will.
To let the God-Emperor's people on other worlds proclaim His greatness, I'm willing to trade an Armed Merchant Ship for your Saint's Remains.
Well, Holy Warrior, is that enough fate for you?"
That was how religious fanatics were. As long as their craving for faith was satisfied, they would hand over a warship without hesitation.
Li Qinwu nodded like a bobblehead.
"Fate, fate. This is truly destined.
But those eight Saint's Remains have already become part of the Psychic Church and can't be removed.
When the eight saints died, they said they wanted to turn their bodies into Psychic conduits so that everyone in the sector could see the God-Emperor's radiance. That was why our planet lit up a Little Astronomican.
So Agricultural World 496B is known as Little Terra."
The monk frowned.
"You mean there's no way for me to take even one saint's remains with me?"
Li Qinwu chuckled.
"Though I can't let you take a complete saintly corpse, one saint left something behind. You can take his hand. The effect is the same!"
The monk's brow twitched.
"Just how many saints has your planet produced? Other planets get one saint every few thousand, even nearly ten thousand years. Why are they popping up in groups here?"
"Little Terra is a place of outstanding people and spiritual vitality. It's perfectly normal for a few extra saints to appear.
Please wait here, pious sir. I'll go fetch the Saint's Remains for you to see."
Under the monk's suspicious gaze, Li Qinwu ran straight into the banquet hall's restroom.
He found a stall, sat down, pulled