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Chapter 867: The Plight of the Thunder Country's Citizens!
Chapter 867: The Plight of the Thunder Country's Citizens!
"Great Eternal God!"
"You bestow upon us the utmost glory!"
"I sincerely praise you!"
...
On the altar, a figure in an ornate robe, holding a scepter and wearing a mask—the archbishop of the Undying Sect—chanted around the blood-red statue.
Rituals were important.
They were the key to inspiring faith in the believers.
Faith, like air, was invisible yet ever-present, but in Tang Ping's spiritual vision, it was strikingly evident.
After all, he had mastered Spirit Energy, the extraordinary power derived from faith.
Spirit Energy!
This was the power Tang Ping had recently begun to replace.
Switching from Chakra to Spirit Energy was an arduous task for him, but it was necessary.
Only with Spirit Energy could he avoid being countered by the Great Tree Clan.
Additionally, to ascend to the Six Paths Realm, he needed to first convert his power.
And once he switched to Spirit Energy, as long as people didn't die out and the Sky Tower remained intact, he wouldn't face a shortage of Spirit Energy.
There were countless benefits!
Using Spirit Energy not only maintained but enhanced his combat strength.
Although it was a replacement, it couldn't be done instantly; it required some time.
On the altar, the archbishop finished his chants and turned to the dense crowd below.
"Let the ritual begin!"
With these words, a gas appeared.
As the crowd in the square inhaled the smoke, they collapsed one by one.
The ceremony the archbishop spoke of was not what these devout believers had in mind.
Several masked figures stepped forward and began to slit the wrists of the unconscious believers with small knives, letting their blood flow onto the white jade-like ground, where it was absorbed.
Whoosh! The blood seemed to activate something, causing the blood-red statue on the altar to glow with a crimson light.
The prey had arrived.
Lying on the ground, pretending to be a victim of bloodletting, Tang Ping's lips curled into a faint smile.
Even without looking, he could sense their presence.
Of course, if they deliberately hid themselves, he might not notice.
The issue was, why would they do that?
At a time like this, when they wanted to showcase their 'divine miracles,' the Eternal God would want to make as grand an entrance as possible to gather more devout faith.
So, their arrival was immediately noticed.
Tang Ping, on the other hand, concealed himself.
Otherwise, they might sense his presence before descending and choose not to appear.
These gods, aside from their combat abilities, had an exceptional knack for self-preservation.
Without this skill, they wouldn't have survived Kaguya-sama.
"Oh great one, hear our plea!" the archbishop cried out in excitement.
The guards and priests around him also knelt in reverence.
The Eternal God began to consume the offerings.
Blood and souls! Both could enhance the god's wisdom and strength.
Wasn't this similar to the effects of Paradise and the Pure Land?
However, unlike Paradise or the Pure Land, the Eternal God took everything at once, severing the root.
In one swift move, they extracted everything from the believers.
While the Six Paths Sage might not care about these bloodthirsty beings, Tang Ping was determined to strike them down.
The Six Paths Sage's indifference was because the offerings were mostly ordinary people; it was rare for a ninja to become a follower of an evil deity, let alone be sacrificed.
But Tang Ping saw things differently.
In his eyes, everyone was his 'green onion,' and these evil gods were plucking them out by the roots, stealing from his own plate. Who else would he fight if not them?
Moreover, these evil gods were the finest nourishment and materials, further fueling Tang Ping's desire to take action.
I will not coexist with these evil gods!
From now on, he would do his utmost to strike against them, ensuring they never set foot in his domain.
However, if they appeared outside his territory, he wouldn't mind.
They were the perfect supplements and resources, and he wouldn't kill them all; he'd find a place to 'cultivate' them, right?
The Thunder Country, for instance, was an excellent location.
Even after defeating the allied forces, Tang Ping wouldn't permanently occupy it; he would only hold it during the offensive and withdraw afterward.
The reason was simple.
Happiness is relative.
No matter how well he treated the citizens under his rule, they would never be content over time.
At times like these, it's necessary to have a contrasting target.
The Thunder Country!
What a perfect choice.
Moreover, Tang Ping genuinely dislikes those simple-minded, muscular black-skinned individuals, so it's understandable that he treats them as garbage and confines them.
Well, if there are any beautiful white-skinned girls or talented individuals, he could also grant them a 'Resident Card' and allow them to migrate to live under his rule.
With this contrast, the people under his rule will feel happiness and contentment.
If anyone dares to complain, Tang Ping can directly throw them into such a place to 'enjoy' themselves, making them realize how fortunate they were before.
Is this not cruel?
Please, Tang Ping has never been a saint. He came to the Ninja World to enjoy life and establish his harem, not to bring blessings to the Ninja World. There have been enough saintly transmigrators, but he is not one of them.
Anyway, he only wants to have fun and build his harem.
If not for the need for a safe and prosperous environment, he wouldn't even bother dealing with the Great Tree clan.
In the future, the citizens of Thunder Country will have to endure some hardship.
After all, their skin color and personalities resemble those of certain people that Tang Ping despises.
With these thoughts in mind, Tang Ping quietly awaits his opportunity to strike.
After observing for so long, he has also gained some information.
This Eternal God is undoubtedly stronger than the Death God.
At least, that's how it feels.
Although the Death God should be stronger, after the Uzumaki Clan was nearly exterminated, without any worship or belief, it naturally weakened rapidly.
It was only after Tang Ping took control and with the faith energy from Paradise that the Death God could recover quickly.
Now, facing his former self, the Death God could confidently say,
"I'll take on ten of you!"
In the Ninja World, having tens of thousands of followers in a sect is already considered significant.
This is determined by their influence.
The reason the Death God could recover quickly is that the faith energy he devoured was equivalent to the faith of hundreds of millions of believers. It would be difficult for him to recover slowly.
Faith!
For the Sunlight Nation, it is the most fundamental and crucial resource.
In Tang Ping's eyes, ordinary people who provide faith are the perfect 'green onions' to be pampered and cared for.
Even after earning massive profits, he continues to invest in refugee resettlement, land development, and other areas, all to create an excellent living environment for these 'green onions.'
Especially the refugees!
They are the group he cares about the most.
Resettling refugees is not just about bringing them in.
It also involves providing food, medical care, management, and other aspects, which incur substantial expenses.
The number of refugees being resettled is incredibly high.
Hundreds of thousands of refugees enter the Sunlight Nation daily, all receiving proper accommodations, and the mortality rate is not high due to Tang Ping's generous spending of money and resources.
He has no interest in money!
This can be said without a doubt.
Anyway, the things he desires cannot be bought with money.
Money can only be useful when it circulates, so he has no intention of saving and instead invests it in various aspects.
His investments also bring returns, as the collection of faith increases day by day, and he is not worried about the Death God 'eating' him out of existence.
Nearly half an hour passed.
The ceremony was about to conclude.
The Eternal God on the bloodstone statue seemed extremely satisfied with this ritual and directly emitted a large amount of blood-colored light, precisely hitting the Archbishop, the church guards, the priests, and others.
"Eternal God above!"
These people seemed to have received the ultimate blessing and became excited.
Well, there is a benefit, at least their life aura became stronger.
If there were no benefits, these people wouldn't be so dedicated to holding the ceremony.
Naturally, after the blessing, the Eternal God would leave.
But just at this moment, a set of applause that was extremely out of place with the scene sounded, drawing everyone's attention.
A youth standing amidst a sea of withered corpses was clapping and walking up to the altar.
As the guards were half-kneeling on the ground, enjoying the blessing, no one stopped him for a while.
This youth was Tang Ping.
Now that it's time to reap, he decided to step forward.
"Your performance is over. Is it my turn now?"
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.
Snap!
With his snap, the surroundings also changed.
(End of Chapter)
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