"High Priest..." Lei Fenfei bowed slightly to show respect.
The high priest smiled and said, "We haven't captured enough sacrifices yet. We've only captured over thirty people, not enough to start a new sacrifice. The conversion ceremony needs to be performed after the sacrifice is completed. You may have to wait a few more days."
"Thank you, High Priest!" Lei Fenfei deliberately showed an ecstatic expression, but he actually sneered in his heart, thinking that the so-called gods were nonsense. If the gods were really that powerful, why didn't they realize that he was not pious at all?
He just pretended to shed a few tears and recited words praising the gods dozens of times. The leaf mark between his eyebrows deepened. This showed that the statue on the altar had no wisdom. This was the best. After he completed the conversion ceremony, he could escape!
but……
To undergo the ceremony, one needs to give up all one's cultivation.
Lei Fenfei was in a heavy mood. He had obtained a magic spell before, called "The Divine Art of Stealing Life". If he wanted to master this skill, he had to give up all his cultivation and start practicing from the beginning. Lei Fenfei had never given up his courage, but he didn't expect that after being captured by the Compassion Clan, he had no choice but to give up.
Thinking of this, Lei Fenfei gritted his teeth and suddenly slapped his dantian in front of the high priest. The spiritual power in his body had been sealed by the Compassionate Clan. The spiritual power was all in his dantian and could not circulate in his body. At this moment, the spiritual power in his dantian exploded directly as Lei Fenfei's palm fell, blowing his dantian into a bloody mess.
Lei Fenfei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body's breath instantly weakened. He forced himself not to fall to the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the high priest.
The high priest smiled approvingly and said, "Yes, you have proven your loyalty to the gods through your actions. You are the most qualified person to undergo the conversion ceremony."
After saying this, the tear mark between the high priest's eyebrows lit up, and he personally healed Lei Fenfei's injuries.
"Ahem... Being fortunate enough to bathe in the light of the gods is a blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes." Lei Fenfei said.
Hearing this, the high priest's eyes softened. He had always been tolerant towards his people, and Lei Fenfei would definitely become one of his people. He said, "You don't have to work these few days. Rest well at home until we have enough sacrifices. I will call you then."
"Okay." Lei Fenfei thanked him again.
It took eight days to capture two hundred "sacrifices" this time. The high priest was very dissatisfied with this because the statue was originally as white as snow, but because there had been no sacrifices for eight days, the statue had turned into a dull grayish white. As soon as the number of sacrifices was enough, the high priest hurriedly presided over the sacrificial ceremony. It was already late at night, and the bright moonlight fell. The miasma on the face of the statue seemed to be dispelled by the light, becoming much thinner, and the facial features of the statue could be vaguely seen through the hazy miasma.
The high priest chanted prayers according to the past procedures. According to him, during each sacrifice, only the tribesmen and the sacrifices were qualified to kneel at the altar. However, a special situation arose this time - Lei Fenfei would undergo a conversion ceremony after the sacrifice. In order to encourage the same group of people who came with Lei Fenfei, the high priest made an exception and allowed Lan Tiao and others to participate in the sacrifice again.
"You sympathize with the suffering of the world and cast a benevolent gaze upon the world..."
The Compassionate people once again performed their soft and strange dance, and under the pressure of the statue, all the offerings knelt down.
“May your light shine upon every corner of the world, and may all people in the world become your believers…”
"Ah--" screams rang out one after another, and the two hundred sacrifices turned into blood and poured towards the altar. No one survived.
Lei Fenfei's heart was pounding, cold sweat ran down his forehead and temples, dripping onto the ground.
This... the one worshipped by the Compassionate Clan must be a demonic cultivator!
It must be that the demon cultivators are disguised as gods, so they need people to serve as sacrifices on a regular basis.
Otherwise, what "merciful" god would take a person's life?
Chu Zhuzhu and others were also very shocked. In the last sacrifice, twenty of the ninety-nine spiritual masters survived. How come this time, out of the two hundred people, not a single one survived?
She clearly saw some spiritual masters crying bitterly, but why did no green leaf marks appear on their foreheads, but instead they all died?
The high priest stood up and said indifferently: "The sacrifices this time have no repentance and have been taken away by the gods as punishment."
"Next, it's the transformation ceremony."
The high priest's gaze fell on Lei Fenfei, and he said in a kind tone, "Fenfei, come here, kneel at the front."
Lei Fenfei's legs felt weak, and he walked forward with a pale face and knelt down. He heard the high priest begin to praise the gods. After the praise, the high priest began to get to the point: "Today, there is a believer named Lei Fenfei who has abandoned his own cultivation method and returned to the right path. I hope that the gods will have mercy on him and grant him a blessing..."
The statue with red feet responded quickly, dropping a clear and clean green light onto Lei Fenfei.
Lei Fenfei was now powerless, a mere mortal, but when the green light enveloped him, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction. The feeling was like soaking in warm bath water on a cold winter day. Steam rose, warming the whole body, but only the brain was enveloped by a cool feeling. His thoughts were exceptionally clear, and the warmth and coolness intertwined, making him feel as if he was floating up into the sky...
Oh no, not like that.
Lei Fenfei opened his eyes and looked down, only to discover that his soul had truly left his body and ascended into the air. He lowered his head, watching himself drift further and further away from his body. Gradually, he began to see the entire mountain, the entire Ciguang Swamp, and even the shrunken Living City...
The next moment, his soul felt weightless and fell rapidly. Due to the fast speed, all the scenery he saw was mixed into blurry and brilliant colors. When Lei Fenfei's soul was about to land back in his body, the speed slowed down.
The soul landed beneath the statue, looking up into its eyes. In an instant, Lei Fenfei seemed to read a great deal of information from those eyes. He saw the compassion contained in those tea-green pupils and understood the deity's compassion for the world...
He suddenly understood why the Compassionate people believed in the God of Compassion so devoutly and fanatically, because the god was so great and kind, and only by becoming a believer in the god could one be saved.
Even if you die for the gods, there is no need to be afraid, because the souls of believers after death will be led to the kingdom of God, where they will gain youth and eternal life.
A few seconds later, Lei Fenfei suddenly opened his eyes and found that his soul had returned to his body, but the wonderful experience just now caused a drastic change in his mentality.
He felt that becoming a believer was the best decision he had ever made in his life.
Everything a believer has comes from the gift of God.
The mark between Lei Fenfei's eyebrows has turned into a teardrop shape.
His eyes were filled with reverence and worship for the gods.
Lei Fenfei kowtowed three times to the statue with sincerity.
"God of Mercy, your humble believer is willing to dedicate everything I have to you and praise the great Lord of All Evils..."
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