Chapter 113: The Second Believer

The crystal card in Chen Xiao’s hand originated from one of the three slain super-tier ablers from the United States. Among the three crystal cards Chen Xiao obtained, each contained eighteen miniature teleportation arrays, corresponding to eighteen realms in the world of ablers. Such miniature teleportation arrays were extremely important for an abler.

The three abler cards in Chen Xiao’s possession overlapped with each other—the teleportation arrays in one card could be found in the other two. Chen Xiao didn’t intend to keep this card. Giving it to Xiao Mang seemed like a good idea.

These three abler cards originally belonged to super-tier ablers, who were key figures in their respective realms. Their abler cards were vastly different from those of ordinary ablers. As super-tier ablers, their crystal cards had been specially treated with abler crystals, serving as the primary abler cards for their realms. With sufficient spiritual power, one could activate the teleportation arrays in these cards to return to that realm. Such primary abler cards would be very useful to Xiao Mang.

What if the people in the world of ablers found out that one of these three cards had been acquired by a ninth-tier Ghost King? An eighth-tier abler was already considered super-tier, so a ninth-tier one was countless times stronger. Moreover, as a Ghost King from the netherworld, his influence was immense.

More importantly, Xiao Mang was already intimidated by Chen Xiao. With a little more pressure, wouldn’t he submit to him? Conquering a ninth-tier Ghost King was an unprecedented feat in the world of ablers.

“Is this for me?” Xiao Mang still felt immense fear toward Chen Xiao. His body trembled as he curiously glanced at the crystal card in Chen Xiao’s hand. The faint spiritual energy fluctuations indicated it was an abler crystal card, but black-colored abler cards were extremely rare.

“It’s for you, of course. It’s just…” Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although Xiao Mang was subdued by Chen Xiao, that didn’t mean he wasn’t smart.

“Make me acknowledge you as my master?” Xiao Mang hesitated.

“What else? This is an abler card left by an eighth-tier human abler, containing all his wealth.” Chen Xiao shook his head and sighed. He hadn’t touched the wealth stored within, as he had already acquired several medium and small mines in the world of ablers, far exceeding the value of what was in this card. Moreover, the vast Thousand Souls Realm held endless wealth waiting for him to explore.

“A mere eighth-tier abler’s crystal card…” Just as Xiao Mang was about to showcase his identity as a ninth-tier Ghost King, he suddenly saw Chen Xiao’s eyes turn crystal blue again and quickly shut his mouth.

Once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for years. This phrase perfectly described Xiao Mang now. Although the might emanating from Chen Xiao’s eyes no longer posed even a fraction of a threat to him, Xiao Mang still couldn’t help trembling. Faced with the authority of the Supreme God, a ninth-tier Ghost King was no different from a bug.

Now, even an ordinary person without any power, as long as he possesses even a trace of the Primordial God’s pressure, can completely intimidate Xiomaang.
“I am willing to submit!”
At this moment, Xiomaang’s might as a ninth-tier Ghost King was utterly gone; his face was pale, and his appearance disheveled—far from that of a king who once ruled the netherworld.
“Offer your faith! In the name of my Primordial God, Chen Xiao!”
“Faith? The Primordial God?!”
Xiomaang was utterly shocked. He couldn’t believe his ears. While perhaps no one in the human world knew what a Primordial God was, the netherworld was countless times larger than the human world, filled with countless races and powerful beings. Xiomaang had certainly heard legends about Primordial Gods.
Without hesitation, Xiomaang began to worship Chen Xiao. Subconsciously, he already believed in Chen Xiao’s identity as the Primordial God.
He had never seen a Primordial God, nor even ordinary gods, but that spiritual pressure was something he would never forget.
Boom!
A loud noise erupted in Chen Xiao’s mind as Xiomaang’s vast faith surged into his consciousness.
The Primordial God entity fluctuated slightly before absorbing all of this faith. With this immense power backing him, Chen Xiao’s mental strength instantly broke through its limits and reached the fifth tier.
This was completely different from last time. Last time, Chen Xiao had forcibly seized Lin Tianchi’s faith, causing severe damage to his soul, and Lin Tianchi’s meager faith power offered no help at all to Chen Xiao.
But Xiomaang was different. First, he voluntarily worshipped Chen Xiao without Chen Xiao having to exert any effort. Second, as a ninth-tier powerhouse, the faith power in his soul was incredibly strong, greatly enhancing Chen Xiao’s mental strength.
Once his mental strength reached the fifth tier, Chen Xiao underwent a transformation, and the power he could summon as the Primordial God increased several times over.
More importantly, in the Primordial God’s space, his time was increased from four hours to eight hours—double again!
An endless stream of confidence arose in his heart.
“So accepting and absorbing faith power can bring such benefits!” Chen Xiao’s eyes suddenly lit up.
At the same time, an even greater surge of power emerged from the Primordial God entity and flowed into Xiomaang’s body, instantly healing all the physical and spiritual injuries.
“Primordial God!”
Now, Xiomaang was truly convinced of Chen Xiao’s identity—he was indeed a real Primordial God!
Becoming a believer of a Primordial God was something even a minor Ghost King like him could never dream of. Now he understood just how powerful people like Gui Gui and Mu Mu were. At their peak, without any restrictions, a single finger of theirs could kill a hundred ninth-tier Ghost Kings like him.
Xiomaang’s cultivation level was far higher than Lin Tianchi’s, and since he had contributed more faith power, the benefits he received in return were also much greater.

“Don’t call me Lord God, just like Mu Mu and the others. Call me Young Master.” Chen Xiao felt slightly relieved. Turning Xiao Mang into his follower was a choice he had no other option but to make, yet he never expected to gain so many benefits as a result.
“I’ve always underestimated the power of faith.” It seemed Chen Xiao had found another shortcut to improve his strength. But the next moment, he smiled bitterly—gaining followers and the power of faith wasn’t that simple at all.
If you wanted someone to worship you wholeheartedly, you had to make them truly submit to you from the bottom of their heart, which was by no means easy. If it weren’t for Chen Xiao’s unexpected display of divine power that completely scared Xiao Mang, things probably wouldn’t have been so easy to resolve.
But to unleash such divine power again, Chen Xiao couldn’t find a way and didn’t dare to do so.
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