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The cardinal turned and stared at Li Qinwu.
At the same time, the electronic implant in his brain rapidly searched through its records. Before long, Li Qinwu's information was displayed in his mind.
It included Li Qinwu's birthplace and everything he had done across various planets, all condensed into a brief summary of just over a hundred words.
But after reading Li Qinwu's record, the cardinal merely said flatly:
"As far as I know, our Imperial Cult has never issued you a certificate recognizing you as a Living Saint. You are merely a Holy Warrior. What is the meaning of calling yourself a Living Saint?"
That was right. Li Qinwu was not currently a Living Saint. No relevant organization had ever issued him any certification.
Officially, his only identities were a contracted Inquisition interrogator and an Imperial Holy Warrior.
Considering everything Li Qinwu had done, directly or indirectly saving so many planets, his achievements actually qualified him for sainthood under the Imperial Cult's evaluation system.
But the Imperium was extremely cautious about canonizing saints. After all, granting someone the title of Living Saint was practically the same as finding yourself a living father.
The prestige that came with being a Living Saint meant that with a casual wave of his hand, he could stir up endless turmoil in the political arena!
What if that Living Saint had other ideas, wanted to shake the Imperial Cult's rule, or even wanted to become Pope? What would you do then?
Thus, in recent years, the Imperium generally no longer canonized Living Saints. When it did confer sainthood, it only canonized Dead Saints.
Take Commissar Yarrick, the hero of humanity. After his death, he was canonized as a saint,