However, to Xiao Hua's surprise, these natives did not rush forward as he had imagined. Instead, they flung themselves to the ground as though kowtowing, then rose and took a few steps before throwing themselves down again... Bit by bit, they made their way toward Xiao Mao. The several hundred people were divided into groups, their ranks orderly beyond compare!
"Faith! This... is faith!!" Behind Xiao Hua, Jiu Xia sighed. "The power of faith... is sometimes the greatest and most direct power in this world!"
"Faith?" Xiao Hua's heart stirred. He turned to look at Jiu Xia and saw that the ever-composed Jiu Xia now wore a somewhat bewildered expression, yet she was also watching the slowly moving Xiao Mao in the distance with a trace of envy.
"Xiao Hua, don't you think... that even if you possess Nascent Soul strength, compared with tens of thousands of natives, you would still seem rather tiny? Oh, even if ten thousand natives are considered few, what about a hundred thousand? A million? Ten million?" Seeing Xiao Hua look at her, Jiu Xia continued, "Xiao Mao does not need great strength. He need only point a finger, and tens of millions of natives will turn against you! Do you... think you could be their match?"
"What you described... does not seem to be faith, does it?" Xiao Hua's heart stirred, and he retorted.
"Oh?" Jiu Xia's eyes shifted as she looked at Xiao Hua, then nodded. "Brother-in-law is right. This... cannot yet be called faith! It is merely obedience, a kind of dependence. But as far as I know, great powers of ancient times could borrow the faith of millions or tens of millions of natives to form great divine abilities. That is faith. That... is the true power of faith!"
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