Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2465: Chapter 2466: I Am the Divinity

The key point is that Yue Qinghuan didn’t sense any fluctuations of Spiritual Energy from Xue An, as if he was doing it effortlessly.

This was truly incredible.

Xue An smiled faintly, "Did you see that? It’s just another method of using witchcraft. You asked the most crucial question in the entire witchcraft system, like hiring someone to build a house—it’s easy, but where does the money come from?"

"Yes! Where does the money come from?" Yue Qinghuan murmured.

"It’s simple. Everything comes from faith!"

Xue An stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the deepening dusk outside, saying calmly, "So-called faith is the capital resource! Witchcraft is a towering edifice built on this cornerstone."

"Now your next question is easily solved! Equivalent exchange is a technique of accumulating enough capital through faith and then exchanging it with the deity you believe in!"

"Deity?"

"That’s right, but it’s not limited to deities. It can be the heavens and earth, mountains and rivers, great trees, towering rocks, anything and everything!" Xue An spoke slowly.

Yue Qinghuan showed a look of astonishment because she didn’t know why Xue An was suddenly talking about this, but a thought suddenly arose in her mind, prompting her to blurt out.

"Then what do you believe in?"

She couldn’t believe that Xue An, who had attained sainthood, would still believe in such so-called deities.

Yet what Xue An had just demonstrated was clearly within the realm of witchcraft.

Xue An smiled slightly, glanced at Yue Qinghuan.

"What do you think?"

Yue Qinghuan was startled, as if she had realized something, and her pupils contracted suddenly.

Noticing her shocked expression, Xue An chuckled, "That’s right, I believe in myself!"

At this, Xue An looked out the window again, speaking softly.

"I am the deity. In all of creation, what can match my own power? This is where my capital from faith comes from."

"Oh my!" Yue Qinghuan couldn’t help but whisper in amazement, "Can it be done like this? Isn’t this just like...?"

"Just like exploiting a glitch, right?" Xue An laughed.

Yue Qinghuan, of course, didn’t understand what exploiting a glitch meant, but she could grasp the intent from Xue An’s tone, so she nodded.

"Actually, concerning the entire witchcraft system, I am indeed a complete anomaly because no one else can replicate my method, not even another Saint!"

Xue An’s words were filled with immense confidence.

"Simply put, common people can only gather capital through faith in deities and then engage in equivalent exchange with deities to obtain what they want. This is the root of witchcraft, and also why it has gradually declined."

Yue Qinghuan naturally knew that in Ancient Times, witchcraft was prevalent in the world, while the path of cultivation was just emerging, hardly comparable to witchcraft back then.

Yet after thousands of years, cultivation has become dominant, while witchcraft, which once reigned supreme, has declined to the extreme, to the point of retreating to this small land of witchcraft to survive.

"Because the root of witchcraft comes from deities, this also determines that its limit depends entirely on the strength of the deities it believes in. If the believed deities are powerful, so will you rise with it, your strength flourishes, and vice versa! For instance, the previous example of the Hegemon-Wu Tribe serves as evidence."

Yue Qinghuan’s eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean to say... the Hegemon-Wu Tribe’s sudden rebellion might be related to the deity they believe in?"

"It’s not possible, it’s definite! The so-called Three Manifestations Lord, just from hearing the name, you know it’s a mediocre underworld being. If its strength hadn’t surged, how could its followers dare to rebel against the world?"

Yue Qinghuan gave a long "oh," "So you decided to save the Holy Maiden of the Mengzhu Tribe and investigate the reason?"

Xue An smiled, "That’s just one aspect. At the time, even without this reason, I couldn’t just watch her perish!"

Looking at the smiling Xue An, Yue Qinghuan’s face suddenly showed a shy expression.

So, from the beginning, he had deduced that there must be hidden motives behind this!

Although she was considered a genius among the young generation of the Bing Family, compared to his meticulous attention and keen intellect, she was still far behind.

And she even misunderstood him, thinking he was attracted by beauty, leading her to say many angry words, which made Yue Qinghuan feel a bit embarrassed.

"Xue An, I’m sorry! I..." Yue Qinghuan said faintly like a mosquito.

Xue An just smiled and waved his hand, "Alright, no need to apologize, I was just informing you of the whole story in advance, I don’t blame you!"

"What do you need me to do?" Yue Qinghuan asked solemnly.

"Nothing is needed. The Three Manifestations Lord is just an insignificant ghost, no matter how strong it gets, it’s but a flick of my finger for me!"

"What interests me is the reason hidden behind its sudden surge in power!"

Looking at Xue An with flickering eyes, Yue Qinghuan wanted to say something but ultimately closed her mouth.

Because, for a proud girl like her,

being outsmarted is quite hurtful.

Even if the person is the man she admires.

So she feared that staying here longer would make her feel even more stifled by Xue An, so she wisely closed her mouth, then got up and returned to her room.

After she left, Xue An stood quietly in front of the window, saying nothing.

Suddenly, the wild fruit on the table seemed to be erased into nothingness by some unmeasurable rule.

When it reappeared, it was already by Xue An’s hand.

Xue An picked one up and began chewing large mouthfuls.

No matter how he swallowed, the Spirit Fruit showed no sign of diminishing.

After a long while, Xue An, as if he was full, suddenly chuckled softly.

"I really wonder what’s holding you back, preventing you from responding to your believers’ prayers. Could it be an internal upheaval among you deities of the Jingchu lineage?"

Speaking of this, Xue An swallowed the Spirit Fruit in one bite, his gaze piercing the now fully darkened night, looking toward the solitary Divine Temple in the distance.

Although he didn’t know the reason, Xue An faintly felt that these events among the Jingchu lineage were definitely related to something sinister.

"Truly, it spares no openings!" Xue An sighed quietly, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

As soon as night fell, the entire Mengzhu Tribe’s town was plunged into a sea of joy.

Countless torches illuminated the town as if it were daylight.

Everyone donned their festive attire, smiles on their faces, singing and dancing in the streets, celebrating the safe return of their Holy Maiden.

And it was at this moment that Mengzhu Nasa, dressed in the most ceremonial attire for girls of the Jingchu lineage, shyly knocked on Xue An’s door.