Old Teapot entertained everyone with two pots of tea, enlivening the atmosphere inside the Portable Residence quite a bit.
Mosonov was the most enthusiastic in his attitude, providing a detailed introduction of the Chase the Light Group.
This organization’s belief is in light, not as an abstract concept but as a tangible existence. In the words of the People of Puluo State, it’s Heavenly Light.
Besides Heavenly Light itself, they also worship the people and items that have been illuminated by Heavenly Light.
Those people who have been touched by Heavenly Light accumulate a large amount of Taoist Fate, acquiring the basic conditions for Entering the Path in a short period. To the members of the Chase the Light Group, these are Followers of the Light.
Items that have been touched by Heavenly Light also carry a significant amount of Dark Energy, which can act as a Medicinal Primer for Cultivators for Entering the Path Gateway, becoming important material for them to become Dark Energy Users.
In this regard, it is somewhat similar to Puluo State.
"Where does your entry-level medicine powder come from?"
Mosonov shook his head. "In Lavsha Nation, there’s no entry-level medicine powder like in Puluo State."
Li Banfeng didn’t understand. "Without Medicinal Powder, how do the people who were illuminated by Heavenly Light survive?"
"Almost no one survives. At the end of their lives, they face the light and fulfill the blossoming of their lives. This is the Light’s favor towards them, which will be recorded in our scripture."
Li Banfeng scoffed, "Blossoming, you say? Why not simply say they explode?"
"Not everyone achieves the blossoming of their life. Our Pope, after receiving the illumination of the light, miraculously survived. Therefore, he is destined to be our leader, the Messenger of Light leading us forward."
"Who is the Pope?"
"I have seen him many times, yet I have never seen his true face. He always uses different methods to cover his appearance. He speaks many languages, each one fluently, and I can’t tell where he is from. He is the messenger chosen by the light, all-knowing and omnipotent. Following him is the greatest honor of my life."
"Since there is no Medicinal Powder, how do you determine the Taoist Sect?"
Mosonov replied, "We don’t have the Taoist Sect you speak of. Under the guidance of our Pope, we have bypassed that conservative and rigid path. What we possess is true, controllable power. After coming into contact with enough of the power of light, we will enhance our abilities according to our own will. Although the process is challenging, we are not constrained by any conditions. Every bit of power we obtain comes from our faith and pursuit."
Hong Ying asked the Phonograph, "Xiaowan, what is this guy talking about? I don’t understand a thing."
The Phonograph snickered. "What he means is, his people accumulate enough Taoist Fate, don’t need Entry Medicine, and practice according to their own preferences, leaving their progress up to luck."
Mosonov said, "It’s not about luck; it’s about the guidance of the light."
Hong Ying sneered, "These Foreign Devils really know how to talk nonsense. Guidance of the light? I’ve seen plenty of such people before. They’re those without money to buy Entry Medicine, who get their hands on some Qimen Strange Arts and forcibly learn Taoist Sect Techniques. Out of these people, nine out of ten achieve nothing, and a good number of them lose their lives in the process."
"It’s the Light’s way of selection..." As he spoke, Mosonov was digging at the ground with his fingers as if to ease his own embarrassment.
In fact, he wasn’t that embarrassed.
He was dabbing his own blood, writing Runes on the ground.
Li Banfeng generally understood the situation of the Chase the Light Group. This was a group of Dark Energy Users who did not use Medicinal Powder, had no Pathway Boundary, and did not follow the rules of the Taoist Sects.
"Do you know about Dick Chen?"
Mosonov nodded. "He is the bishop of Puluo Camp, and his Congregation is all from Puluo State."
"Why would People of Puluo State join your organization?"
"They want to chase the light, yet due to their poor backgrounds, they can’t afford those luxurious medicines. They don’t wish to become low-level mutants, so they choose us. We give them a chance, a truly fair chance, a chance to set foot on the path of chasing the light."
The words seemed convoluted, but their meaning was quite simple.
"Are all those under your command Lavsha People?"
"Yes, we are known as the Imperial Camp, and the Congregation all come from the Empire." Mosonov’s face showed a trace of pride as he continued to secretly draw Runes on the ground.
He had already completed one of them. As soon as he finished the three Runes, the Array could be activated, giving him a chance to counterattack.