Chapter 448

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Yin Senpi had never been so nervous.

He was a core child of the family, and all his tests from childhood had been excellent. At only ten years old, he possessed battle qi and became a Temple Knight who could have retainers.

Although he suffered some unexpected blows during the process of choosing his mount afterward, because his battle qi level rose extremely fast, the slight "mount sickness" quietly disappeared—the Yin Sen Family was a family that often produced Divine Art Knights, so naturally they knew how miraculous Divine Art was. Let alone "mount sickness," even a knight who lost both legs and both feet, as long as he possessed Divine Art, would be a remarkable figure capable of fighting ten against one.

Yin Senpi finally reached the standard of Level 9 Combat at a speed of almost one level per year. Whether in the family or the temple, he was the best among the excellent, and he himself was full of confidence.

Now, however, was the time to test that confidence.

Yin Senpi twisted his neck slightly, observing the fellow clansmen knights who were equally nervous. Whether Level 8 Combat or Level 9 Combat, as long as they passed God's appraisal, they could become the honorable Divine Art Knights. If not... the stories of past geniuses could only become stories forgotten once again.

During the ceremony, the presiding monk chanted in difficult-to-understand language, and people too far away could not even hear what he was saying.

Yin Senpi did not want to know what he was saying at all. The key to obtaining Divine Art was faith, and faith was the foundation of everything.

At the place where Source Energy gathered, the knights closed their eyes and silently chanted: I shall "keep my oath"...

There was no light.

There was no sound.

Some people showed smiles, while others still looked expectant.

Chen Yi gazed toward the direction of Talin from afar. He could feel the Source Energy accumulated there, but did not know how many people's faith would ultimately be recognized.

Yin Sen Guan and the others had taken the advantage of coming first, being able to have all five people receive faith. Afterwards, there would not be such good fortune again. Even if there were many Earthlings and faith was cheap as dregs, basic survival of the fittest was still needed.

When he gazed at the Source Energy, his gaze naturally became deep.

Shen Weirong could not help but have an illusion, as if he were looking at Old Master Chen Zhongguo.

A monk in the temple shouted something, startling Shen Weirong awake.

He simply stood up, and before leaving said to Chen Yi: "This afternoon, I will have someone contact you about that matter of ten billion."

"Good." Chen Yi did not blink.

Investing ten billion was not donating ten billion; various decision-making powers remained in his hands. Chen Yi's smile naturally carried the taste of profit.

Shen Weirong did not think too deeply and turned to leave.

Officials of China were all very confident, believing themselves to be the top clever people in the mortal world. If discussing political thinking, acting skills, and psychology, they indeed were top clever people. But when things deviated from the laws they understood, this cleverness often turned into stubborn stupidity. High officials and nobles of the late Ming, Qing officials after the Opium War, and party and government leaders who opened their eyes to the world after reform and opening up—none were exceptions.

Chen Yi had never thought of playing tricks with a clever person like Shen Weirong; old ginger is spicy, known without tasting. But if the surrounding environment were pushed to a level he was unfamiliar with, old-school officials would instead be full of loopholes.

Scripture sounds surrounded Guangchang, like folk music played by the most beautiful speakers.

Circles of Source Energy penetrated from top to bottom into Talin. Not a few were guided by it, but no one could see any obvious signs, so they returned to the dull ceremony.

Chen Yi lowered his head, calmly waiting for the final conclusion of faith.

To him, it was fine however much faith a few people received. Anyway, there were plenty of opportunities to organize grand gatherings again.

This was a world of freedom of faith. The open structure brought instead even more faith.

Such a model could not be learned by the West Continent no matter how hard they tried.

The sky gradually darkened.

No one knew what the person on stage said, but the crowd on the viewing platform finally relaxed.

Chen Yi stood up accordingly and asked: "Is it over?"

"It's over." The one who answered was a fat-faced man in his thirties. He immediately added: "I am Huo Qing. The Huo of Huo Yuanjia, the Qing of youth. I do business in Nepal."

"Mr. Huo." Chen Yi shook hands with him, smiled slightly, and went toward Talin.

"When you come to Tibet again, or go to Nepal and India, you can find me." Huo Qing thrust a business card forward without regard, smiling like saffron.

Since hearing those words about the ten billion investment, Huo Qing knew he had met a big shot.

He did not dare to look for Shen Weirong, and even if he did, it would be useless. Big shots in their seventies or eighties had plenty of people like himself who came uninvited around them. Young Chen Yi was different. A big shot in his twenties who might not even have a younger brother-in-law was exactly at the age that needed business cards.

Chen Yi indeed stuffed his business card into his pocket. Huo Qing recalled contentedly; all he could do was this much.

Those who did not dare to stop Chen Yi all stopped Huo Qing instead, and he actually negotiated several more deals.

Chen Yi walked in front, but could still hear the commotion behind, and could not help but smile.

A total of four people became Divine Art Knights.

After the answer appeared, Chen Yi sighed inwardly: Such a small temple ultimately could not compare to the prosperity of Jiangning.

The common people of Saga County were indeed devout, but those who paid homage to Buddha in Jiangning were mostly tourists. However, the gathering of faith was based on people. Even if three tourists equaled one devout believer, Jiangning's developed commerce and industry could provide far too many groups of three people.

If it were not for him asking the garrison to send vehicles to pick up and drop off believers, there might not even be four Divine Art Knights.

"How many Divine Arts did you obtain?" Chen Yi saw Yin Senpi. He held his head high, his eyes full of spirit.

"Three." Yin Senpi almost wanted to shout it out loud.

Three Divine Art Knights, equivalent to Yin Senlie.

The remaining knights let out exclamations one after another!

At the same time, they could not help but feel disheartened.

Obtaining Divine Art was a competitive process. If everyone were equally excellent, they would surely receive the same amount of Divine Art.

Only when one person was extremely excellent would they take away others' opportunities to receive faith. If one's faith were digitized, then the person with the highest faith intensity would receive the first Divine Art first, and the person with the second-highest faith would receive the second Divine Art.

Yin Senpi had at least three faiths above everyone else's.

Although other situations might have an influence, in history, those who could obtain Three Divine Arts were all strong people. They had to stand out from hundreds or thousands of people. Yin Senlie and today's Yin Senpi could both be considered lucky ones.

"What about you?"

"One."

"One."

"Two." The last to answer was Yin Sen Sheng, a Knight younger than Chen Yi.

The Yin Sen Family truly has deep reserves!

Chen Yi thought, yet there was amusement on his face; within the foreseeable years, the Yin Sen Family would all be his Allies, the stronger the better.

"Yin Senpi, do you still get carsick?"

With Comprehend Languages, Yin Senpi understood at once and said bashfully, "I passed the 'Words and Deeds Consistent' evaluation, chose the Divine Art 'Balance', and from now on I will never fall or drop what is in my hands."

Chen Yi was startled, and the other Knights also let out stifled laughter.

Balance sounds quite Powerful; if one can always maintain balance, not only does it give an advantage in a fight, even doing Gymnastics could support a family.

But from the angle of Divine Arts, even if one is never mentioned forever, that is not a big deal.

Doing this, Yin Senpi easily makes people feel it is a Waste.

"Words and Deeds Consistent" is a super huge Faith; among Knights' choices, extremely few people can pass this evaluation.

"That works too." Chen Yi finally offered a word of encouragement.

He then waved to everyone and said, "Everyone don't be discouraged; we will hold other Ceremonies later. The specific time will probably be in Three Months to half a year. During this period, those willing to Go Back home may Go Back, those willing to stay may stay."

Needless to say, everyone stayed.

Chen Yi gathered the four Divine Art Knights together and asked their opinion: "I want to ask you to stay and work for a few years, is that acceptable?"

The previously signed contract already Required them to Obey Chen Yi's Arrangements. But Chen Yi's asking still made the newly promoted Divine Art Knights feel due Respect.

Yin Senpi said "Okay" without Hesitation; the other three also did not Hesitate much.

The Yin Sen Family has Yin Senlie alone who can look down on all heroes; as Family Knights, they were Originally meant to serve the powerful and noble.

Chen Yi smiled encouragingly, but in his heart surged a capitalist's exploitation Pleasure.

So-called doing a career, the successful exploit others, the failures are exploited by others; life is like a group of self-amusing gay men forming a circle, when you are Proud thinking you are poking others, you are definitely also being poked by others. The only Method to break this vicious cycle is to turn from bent to straight.

On the way back, Chen Yi still sat in the beat-up Jeep; inside the minibus permeated a severe fermented vomit Smell, while Yin Senpi ran.

His "Oath Keeping" Divine Art also chose "Freedom of Movement"; unaffected by terrain, his running speed was not inferior to an Automobile.

Shenjia can not only be Used For Divine Arts, but also possesses stronger explosive power and endurance than Pocket Qi, and its staying power is also good; therefore it can comprehensively surpass Combat Knights in combat strength.

The Lieutenant Colonel blankly saw a group of people onto the Airplane, then lingered reluctantly... the lingering was mainly him, the reluctance mainly the Knights.

The Military Transport Plane began the journey back to Jiangning with bumpy shaking.

Yin Senpi stood in the very center of the transport plane like an Old Monk seated in meditation, not even using the canvas Car Belt; no matter how the Airflow in the air changed, he stood immovable.

Then... he vomited!

Chen Yi calmly wetted a handkerchief with Energy Recovery Potion, then tore the silk handkerchief into strips and distributed them to the Knights Beside him, and taught them how to Block their noses. Simultaneously, he strengthened the "Exemption" force, straining to consume Shenjia, also trying to keep all kinds of strange smells Blocked Outside.

A Divine Art Knight's vomit, the Smell is unique and the quantity ample!

This was a four-hour unique experience.

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