"If we start arranging now, guiding the people of a high-level city to believe in the one who will ascend spirits, it will take at least forty to fifty years."
"That doesn't even account for avoiding the Federation's scrutiny and the guidance of the people's faith in that person, or how to collect this power of faith."
"So..." he shook his head, "this is almost an impossible task. Or rather, at least my generation won't be able to complete it."
Upon hearing the man's words, Jiang Cheng's father lightly tapped his fingers on the table, deep in thought.
After a moment, he slowly said, "What if we cooperate with demigods?"
"According to the information we received, demigods like the Flower God of Emerald City do descend occasionally, though rarely."
"If we cooperate with them and let them transfer the collected power of faith to us?"
The man once again shook his head, "Impossible."
"I can never understand those demigods and why they need the power of faith."
