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?"
"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!"
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