Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor

Chapter 649 - 312: Awakening of Prophet Bai Shuang

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The statue in the bag is the image of Luo De.

The facial details are not very finely carved, but it is discernible as Luo De.

The surface is a layer of Sea Pattern Magic Steel, and inside should be wood, not as heavy as imagined.

Yet the surface is polished very smoothly, gleaming with metallic luster under the flame’s illumination.

The statue of Luo De is cloaked, wearing Dragon Scale Armor, with the family emblem on his chest distinctly visible.

Luo De’s forehead is slightly raised, his expression solemn, eyes gazing into the distance.

The most attention-grabbing part is the two pieces of purple gemstone embedded in Luo De’s eyes.

This is Senda’s personal property, but because Luo De doesn’t have the purple spiritual extraordinary gemstone, Senda made it out of his own pocket.

The statue’s hands are tightly gripping the Ashbringer, with the sword tip touching the ground steadfastly, symbolizing protection and order.

It looks like Luo De is not only a lord but also a guardian.

However, what Luo De is concerned about is not these, but the specific effects of this statue.

It contains Luo De’s blood, serving as a "spiritual anchor" for those who believe in Luo De.

But right now, this statue is just a semi-finished product, lacking the most crucial presence.

"Did Senda want me to leave a mental imprint on it?"

After examining the statue, Luo De asked.

Prophet Bai Shuang quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, Master Senda told me so."

"He also said, just like how you leave a mental imprint on other magic items."

"Just like other magic items..."

Luo De recalled the way he handled his storage badge, attempting to communicate with the statue using his spiritual power.

Like magic jewelry, Luo De could clearly feel the existence of the statue.

Only when Luo De concentrated and tried to condense an imprint on it, the statue suddenly trembled slightly.

The newly condensed mental imprint withered swiftly like a flower past bloom, disappearing without a trace.

"Huh?"

Luo De was somewhat surprised and immediately tried again.

But this time, the situation remained unchanged; the mental imprint, once successfully condensed, was shattered by the statue’s tremor again.

Such a situation generally has three reasons.

Someone else’s mental imprint is on it, or the magic item was not crafted successfully, or the magic item’s level is too high, and Luo De’s spiritual strength is insufficient.

Senda’s newly completed work shouldn’t have someone else’s mental imprint.

Luo De also did not sense any on it.

And Luo De believed that as a Forging Master, Senda should have judgment; this magic item is unlikely to be defective.

Then the remaining reason is Luo De’s own spiritual strength being insufficient.

Luo De pondered for a moment and immediately took out the magic wand that could amplify spiritual power.

If I still can’t succeed this time, there’s nothing more I can do.

Thinking this in his heart, Luo De tightly gripped the wand, allowing spiritual power to spread forward along it, forming spiritual tendrils that fell onto the statue.

The statue began to tremble slightly again.

But the spiritual tendrils were far sturdier than imagined, the tremors had no effect on them.

Then, under Luo De’s control, the spiritual tendrils started wrapping around the statue.

Then the spiritual tendrils abruptly snapped, Luo De felt a crisp "clang" in his mind, his consciousness briefly dazed.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the statue again, he felt an obvious sense of familiarity and intimacy.

At the same time, he could sense a peculiar fluctuation on the statue.

Weak but real, like countless tiny ripples rippling across the mental lake.

This feeling is hard to describe.

Not the fluctuation of magic power, more like... spiritual resonance.

Especially when his gaze touched the statue’s eyes, the fluctuation became more pronounced.

Simultaneously, Luo De suddenly felt that the statue became lighter, as if it were hollowed out inside.

"It should be successful now."

Luo De put away the magic wand and fiddled with the statue again.

"Saint Master, what is the purpose of this statue?"

Looking at the statue in Luo De’s hand, Prophet Bai Shuang cautiously asked, "Is it difficult to make?"

Luo De withdrew his gaze, looking at Prophet Bai Shuang,

"Just say what you want to do."

"It’s like this, Saint Master, if these statues could serve as an aid to publicizing your greatness."

Prophet Bai Shuang suggested in a low voice, "Let everyone see your heroic posture and handsome face every day, they would remember you easier, revere you more."

"This is a good proposal, you can have carpenters and stone masons carve more."

Luo De said with a smile, "This is a magic item, it can help those who pray to me to sense energy more quickly."

"Senda also said it could store a certain amount of energy, but I’m not too sure about the specifics."

"Can praying to you really grant power?" Prophet Bai Shuang’s mouth gaped, eyes filled with shock.

"Yes, Wolfhoof and others have long been cultivating through this method."

Luo De nodded lightly and then asked, "You still didn’t know?"

Prophet Bai Shuang was slightly stunned, hurriedly said, "I tried it, but didn’t succeed, Saint Master!"

"Seems like your faith in me isn’t sincere enough."

Luo De looked at Prophet Bai Shuang, a smile flickering in his eyes.

To gain strength through prayer, it requires repeated, constant attempts; just occasionally trying once or twice won’t work.

"I have given everything for you, Saint Master!"

Prophet Bai Shuang hurriedly knelt, prostrating himself before Luo De,

"My faith in you is profoundly devout, unmatched by anyone, oh great Saint Master!"