The method to develop this tribe was actually quite simple.
It wasn’t about progressing step by step toward civilization.
Nor was it about using spiritual energy to repair houses.
Instead, it relied on the purest... power of faith!
Qin Luo stood at the center of the altar, a golden halo suspended in his palm.
This was the faith he had gathered from the primitive tribe.
Within the halo, the devout faces of the tribesmen could faintly be seen, their prayers transforming into golden threads that coiled around Qin Luo’s fingertips.
"The power of faith is truly profound," Qin Luo murmured to himself. He had already grasped its mysteries through this energy.
With enough faith, he could even fulfill any wish!
Without hesitation, he waved his hand lightly, adopting a deliberately solemn tone.
The next moment, the halo dispersed into countless tiny specks of light, scattering across every corner of the tribe.
Instantly, the crude thatched huts were enveloped in golden radiance.
The rough walls gradually smoothed out, the thatched roofs replaced by sturdy spirit wood. The entire tribe seemed to have been reborn.
A crowd of people knelt reverently on the ground, their eyes brimming with tears as they cried out in awe.
"The deity has manifested! The deity has manifested!"
"A miracle! This is a miracle!"
Su Muwan sat to the side, holding a spirit fruit in her hand.
She took a bite, her eyes sparkling as she watched the scene unfold.
Though she had learned from the information in her mind that the power of faith was extraordinary, this... was beyond belief!
After all, even in the vast world she came from, she had never seen anyone wield such power!
Even Huo Feng, the Domain Lord of the Fire Domain, had never mentioned such an ability.
So...
Su Muwan crunched into the spirit fruit again, tilting her head in confusion.
Had this power not been passed down to their era?
What had happened in between?
Yet, from what she knew, hadn’t their era also spoken of the power of faith?
Su Muwan didn’t understand, but she didn’t dwell on it too deeply.
Xiaobai sat beside her, also munching on spirit fruit—it seemed these foods provided significant benefits for it.
Qin Luo’s gaze swept over the devout tribesmen before him, and he nodded in satisfaction.
The housing issue was resolved.
To ensure that he and Su Muwan could live comfortably here, he had specifically constructed a larger standalone villa.
He had even spent some faith energy to create modern conveniences like water heaters and showers—things that didn’t exist in this era.
Next...
Qin Luo glanced at the land around them.
This place was at the edge of the jungle.
According to the old shaman, their land hadn’t always been like this.
But after the tribe lost most of its warriors while hunting ancient beasts, the offerings to the Ancient Serpent Deity dwindled.
As a result, the land was cursed, leading the tribe toward ruin.
With a snap of his fingers, Qin Luo set things in motion.
The earth trembled, and the cracked, barren soil transformed into fertile ground, saturated with dense spiritual energy.
The power of faith scattered like countless tiny sparks, landing on the land.
Fields of spirit crops sprouted from the earth, spirit herbs and medicinal plants growing rapidly, their fragrant aroma filling the air.
Su Muwan swallowed hard. "This works too?"
Qin Luo clapped his hands and chuckled. "The power of faith can nurture all things. These spirit fields will become the foundation of our tribe."
"With these herbs and plants, the ancient cultivators of the tribe will progress much faster in their training."
Su Muwan blinked, then suddenly realized something. "Does that mean I can eat spirit fruits every day now? No more waiting for them to bring some back from the jungle?"
Qin Luo sighed in amusement. "Miss, your priorities are a bit skewed... but yes, I suppose so."
This move once again sent the tribesmen into a frenzy of celebration.
What was happening?
They had switched deities, and suddenly, life had taken a turn for the better?
But it didn’t stop there.
With housing and land settled, Qin Luo moved on to the next phase—implementing a full set of modern systems.
Tribal formations, defensive formations, offensive formations—he installed them all.
By the time the sunset dyed the sea of clouds red, the tribe had been completely revitalized.
Throughout this process, while using faith energy to boost the tribe’s prosperity, Qin Luo also ensured that the believers’ faith was replenished in return.
And faith energy had another use.
He gathered the ten most talented tribesmen in the newly constructed training grounds.
Originally, they relied on spirit cores for cultivation—or rather, they improved their strength by replacing them with more powerful cores.
But this time...
Qin Luo waved his hand, and the power of faith dispersed into countless specks, merging into their bodies.
Instantly, the cultivators’ auras surged.
Their physiques were already extraordinary, their bodies containing vast reserves of spiritual energy like hidden backup power sources.
Now, under Qin Luo’s faith energy, they converted that energy directly into cultivation.
In a single moment, their strength skyrocketed from nothing—all ten of them breaking through to the Supreme Realm.
Meanwhile, Qin Luo’s faith energy was completely depleted.
"This... this is divine power?!" one of the tribesmen exclaimed, staring at his hands in disbelief as he felt the overwhelming strength coursing through him.
Qin Luo smiled.
With the physique of ancient people and the systematic cultivation methods of later generations, each of these warriors could now hold off an army alone.
But this was still absurd—if the people of this barbaric era trained properly, their starting point was the Supreme Realm...
Thinking this, he declared, "Your devout prayers have brought you this power."
"From today onward, you must protect the tribe and uphold the faith."
The tribesmen dropped to their knees, fervently chanting, "We pledge our lives to the deity!"
Heavens!
Back when they worshipped the Ancient Serpent Deity, they starved nine times out of three and lived in constant fear of divine punishment.
But now?
Sob... Deity! We will follow you for the rest of our lives!
Just as Qin Luo finished all this...
Su Muwan stretched lazily and yawned at him. "Alright, Luo Luo, we’ve been busy all day. Shouldn’t we head back to our new home and rest... Hm?"
Mid-sentence, she froze, noticing a white glow emanating from Qin Luo’s body. "Qin Luo, you’re glowing..."
Qin Luo looked down, then at her. "Miss, so are you..."
"Eh??" Su Muwan blinked. "Does that mean...?"
Qin Luo nodded. "We’ve completed the plot progression. We can go back now."
"Wait, already? What did we even do?"
"No idea."
The next second—
Whoosh!
The two vanished in a flash of white light.
......
......
The Frostbound Holy Domain.
A silver-haired girl sat atop a sea of clouds.
She lay back, gazing at the starry sky, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
"Master..." she murmured to herself. "The current Lord of the Frostbound Holy Domain is just like you back then..."
"Way too arrogant..."
"But tall trees catch the wind. In tomorrow’s Holy Domain War, the Frostbound Holy Domain will be besieged by the others."
"It seems... I’ll have to step in."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
