Resurrection and Murder

Leng Xiaoyue felt her whole body go weak.

Then an extraordinarily gentle, holy power spread through her body.

The power made her body tremble slightly.

She had no hidden ailments to begin with.

Yet as the power flowed into her, she felt as though she were soaking in a hot spring, warmth suffusing every inch of her body.

Watching the change in Leng Xiaoyue, Li Qingyue said, his voice still calm as water, "I need you to do something—or rather, several things—that are very dangerous."

"I want a great deal of resources to help raise my cultivation."

"So I need you to rob the Spirit Pagoda and Tang Sect branches in smaller cities."

Li Qingyue's voice was calm, and hearing these words, Leng Xiaoyue silently lowered her head.

Her forehead lightly touched the ground, her expression as worshipful and serene as ever.

"You brought me back to life, my lord. My life belongs to you."

"During this time, I've witnessed the greatness of Abundance, and I've seen people struggling in pain."

"I hope to spread the authority of Abundance."

"If it will help you grow stronger faster, I'm willing to offer my life."

Leng Xiaoyue's voice was soft.

Fine emerald threads drifted across her pupils.

By now, the Power of Abundance had already taken hold of her.

Anyone affected by the Power of Abundance would be absolutely loyal to Li Qingyue, without the slightest thought of betrayal.

That was the terrifying power it bestowed.

Even if they eventually lost control under its influence, turned into monsters, and became remnants of Abundance,

they would still obey the will of the God of Abundance completely.

It was just that Li Qingyue did not need these people to become such things, and he had never intended to let Leng Xiaoyue die.

After all,