1401: C1401 You Are the Messenger of God

C1401 You Are the Messenger of God

As the natives worshiped and begged him, threads of golden lines actually emerged from the bodies of the natives and finally attached themselves to Zhao Quan. At first, Zhao Quan thought that this was some kind of restraint that he wanted to break free from, but then he discovered that these threads actually seeped into his body, and then entangled with the Spiritual Force in his body.2

He suspected that this would affect his cultivation, but in reality, it didn't affect him at all. He just wanted to stop it, but he couldn't. This made him frown slightly, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could only let this matter continue.

In the next few hundred years, Zhao Quan continued to help these natives. He even carried out civilisation, which allowed their lives to develop rapidly and even form a tribe.

Zhao Quan was helping them, and they were even more certain that Zhao Quan was a god-like existence. This also caused more and more golden threads to gather in his body. However, the current Zhao Quan was no longer disgusted by these things, because he discovered that these golden threads were a type of telekinesis. It could be used by him, allowing his cultivation to recover faster... It was even faster than cultivating in this world where the spiritual energy was thin.

He found a new direction, and thus began to conceal his identity. He disguised himself as an aboriginal and began to delve deep into the life of the aboriginal. He wanted to become a Preacher, to preach for himself, to gain more psychokinesis, and to recover his cultivation base at an even faster rate!

On this day, because he saved a young man from a small tribe called Zahaj, he sent him back to the tribe.

Along the way, he learned that Zahaye's father was the tribe leader of this small tribe. This made it easier for Zhao Quan. He was just about to preach, and it would be much easier for him to get in touch with Zahaye's father.

After returning to the tribe, there was a big man with a big beard and strong muscles standing in front of the tribe tent. It was the patriarch, Zarama.

When he saw Zha La Ma, Zha Ha immediately ran up to him excitedly and told him about the danger he had encountered just now.

After saying this, Zha Ha Yi pulled Zhao Quan and said to Zha La Ma, "Father, it was him who saved me. He is a hero!"

Zarama was very grateful to Zhao Quan, who had saved his son, and he warmly welcomed him.

He hugged Zhao Quan and said, "Respected hero, thank you for saving my son!"

His huge fist was beating Zhao Quan's back hard to show his gratitude.

Of course, his strength was not enough to make Zhao Quan feel anything unusual.

That was why he showed with a smile that this was nothing.

But Zarama obviously would not give up just like that. He insisted on repaying Zhao Quan with gratitude. "Respected hero, as a reward for saving my son, you can make any conditions, including betrothing my clan's pearl, Halina to you!"

Zhao Quan still understood the fact that one could easily marry a beautiful woman after all these years of contact.

These residents rewarded the most heroic people by relying on food and beautiful women. They had no concept of money at the moment. As for food and beautiful women, the former could fill a person's stomach, while the latter could satisfy a person's desire. It was indeed the most suitable reward.

However, Zhao Quan did not come for these rewards. He came here for a purpose.

In the next moment, he solemnly said to Zarama, "As the emissary of the gods, I will not accept any rewards."

When these words entered his ears, Zarama was stunned.

"You are the emissary of the gods?!"

Of course, this was the new identity Zhao Quan had found for himself.

He could not use any means to force others to worship him, because only true faith and longing would produce telekinesis.

Thus, he could only use this method to go deep into the natives, to achieve the goal of gathering more telekinesis.

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