C12 The Saintess Qingyou

"O mighty God of Flames, I am grateful for the hope and fertile lands you have bestowed upon the Spiritual Cat Clan. I, Qingyou, am willing to serve at your side for all my days, to become your Saintess, and to offer up all that I am to you. Please grant me your sacred protection."

With hands pressed together, Qingyou earnestly made her vow before the Fire Totem.

Once her wish was voiced, four Spiritual Cat maidens, who had been attending to Qingyou, entered the Holy Hall with reverence. They pierced the space between her brows with silver needles to extract a drop of blood, which they then delicately placed upon the Fire Totem.

This blood, a concentration of her body's spiritual energy, possessed the power to commune with spirits.

Upon contact with Qingyou's blood, the Fire Totem glowed with a soft, fiery light.

"Ding! Saintess servitude request detected. Saintess: Qingyou, Clan: Spiritual Cat Clan. Do you accept?"

While Lin Mo was preoccupied with amassing Burning Value, a system notification suddenly appeared.

"Accept."

Lin Mo confirmed without hesitation.

Though the Spiritual Cat Clan had pledged their service, it was only with the establishment of a Holy Hall and the selection of a Saintess that they would truly be his followers.

Lin Mo accessed the Godhood panel, which now displayed updated information.

Name: God of Flames

Number of Believers: 432

Saintess: Qingyou (Spiritual Cat Clan)

Holy Halls: 1

Power of Faith: 432

Storage Space Usage: 0

Having accepted Qingyou's plea, Lin Mo found he could now view her attributes.

The Saintess was essentially his voice on the continent, and Lin Mo was keen to review her data.

With a focused thought, he swiftly opened Qingyou's attribute panel.

Saintess Qingyou

Race: Spiritual Cat Clan

Age: 16

Occupation: None (High magic affinity; recommended transition to Mage)

Skills: None

Lin Mo was somewhat taken aback. It was rare for a beastman to possess magical talent, with typically only one or two in an entire tribe, often serving as the tribe's high priest.

Qingyou's potential to become a mage was not only beneficial to her but could be a boon for the entire Spiritual Cat Clan.

Regrettably, Lin Mo's current Power of Faith was insufficient to enhance her attributes.

"Ding! Congratulations on acquiring your first tribe of believers. A Divine Newcomer's Gift Bag has been awarded to you!"

Just when Lin Mo was feeling a twinge of regret, the system's alert chimed in his mind like a timely blessing.

"Open it!"

Lin Mo commanded with a surge of excitement.

"Ding! Congratulations on earning 10 skill points!"

"Ding! You've gained 1 attribute enhancement point!"

"Ding! You've received a specialty gene rice seed (which can be cultivated using the power of faith)."

As the notifications rang out one after another, Lin Mo's excitement grew.

To upgrade Compressed Flame and Brutal Burn required two skill points each, while Meteorite Descent demanded a hefty five points.

Once he had upgraded his three skills, he was left with a single skill point from the initial ten.

The attribute enhancement point wasn't for him. He planned to bestow it upon Saintess Qingyou later to amplify her magical prowess.

But this specialty gene rice seed—what exactly was it?

Puzzled, Lin Mo accessed its description.

Specialty Gene Rice Seed: An advanced version of hybrid rice developed by a renowned scientist, yielding up to 5000 kilograms per acre with a short growth cycle, exclusively cultivable by believers.

"Holy smokes!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

In any world or era, securing a food supply was paramount for expanding one's influence.

Armed with this super rice, not only could he easily sustain his followers, but he could also draw in more impoverished orcs to his fold.

And since only his believers could sow these seeds, it effectively eliminated the risk of theft by rival factions.

Possessing such potent seeds, Lin Mo envisioned a future where a boundless tide of faith flowed ceaselessly toward him.