One must admit that the Flesh God Sect looks quite unconventional in the eyes of normal people.
Only the dock laborers who earn their livelihood through physical strength would initially join for a good breakfast.
As for others, not to ntion the people of the Upper City, even those in the Lower City are unlikely to join sothing as strange as the Flesh God Sect just to beco stronger.
This was sothing Lette noticed from the number of new mbers after he exterminated the Disaster Crocodile at the ti.
Everyone saw with their own eyes how those dock workers beca so powerful but still chose to keep their distance.
This indicated that the current model of the Flesh God Sect is unable to preach to a large scale.
Its benefit target group is too precise, and as a result, it backfires, failing to attract people outside the target group effectively.
Thus, to preach, to expand the influence of the Church, to spread the glory of the God of Blood and Flesh,
one must find a good way to change course.
And aerobics is a great thod for preaching.
In any world, won of any age would have anxiety about their body shape.
No woman would refuse to make their body more symtrical and beautiful.
Aerobics, once you learn it you can perform it!
No need for expensive equipnt or precious magic potions.
All you need is to find ti every day to perform a routine, and you’ll have a perfect body.
Plus, it beautifies and rejuvenates, prolongs life, firms the skin, and revitalizes the person!
Most importantly, it’s free!
Free things surely attract faith!
Lette can foresee that once flesh aerobics is spread, it will inevitably beco trendy in the entire city and will quickly develop and grow stronger.
These people, however, cannot really be considered believers of the Flesh God Sect.
They are rely doing exercises, maybe praying to the God of Flesh, but not sincerely, more like pleading for their weight to drop faster.
But this doesn’t matter because even if they are not believers, they can still contribute power of faith.
The difference between these exercise participants and true Flesh Believers is similar to that between lay devotees and monks.
Lay devotees worship, believe, and pray to Buddha, but they do not ordain or enter the Buddhist path. Yet, their power of faith indeed can gather together.
It’s just that this kind of efficiency is too slow, so very few Gods engage in such activities.
Especially when there is a true God residing in a world, engaging in such activities requires a portion of the power of faith inco to be paid to the true God.
But the true Gods in this world are Afra and Joanna, so there’s nothing to lose on both sides.
As for broadcast gymnastics, it is specifically prepared for children.
To develop a user base, start with the younger generation, so the future can be captured.
Moreover, promoting flesh broadcast exercises is simpler than aerobics.
Just tell parents that doing broadcast exercises can strengthen the body, reduce illness, and even make them taller!
Parents would use rolling pins to force their children to practice, each for at least two and a half years minimum!
It is believed that soon enough, the Flesh God Sect will not have to worry about the power of faith.
As for key mbers?
Just need to pick out wantonly from the vast number of lay devotees.
Once the base volu is large, there’s no need to actively search; suitable talents will co knocking themselves.
After resolving the Flesh God Sect situation, Lette went to Lilith’s room.
He found that the girls were still playing in the Dream Realm and seed unlikely to return soon.
Lette tucked Lilith’s blanket and smiled helplessly.
"When did you learn to kick the blanket? Unexpectedly, you’re really showing so progress. Hmm, the future is promising!"
Lette turned and left Lilith’s room, strolling to his alchemy warehouse.
Since the Little rmaid lived here, Lette hadn’t created anything new for quite so ti.
This also caused his general store to remain closed.
Opening the warehouse door, Lette stepped into the warehouse by the moonlight.
The Little rmaid heard footsteps and quickly swam up.
"Lord Wright, you’re here."
"Gretel, we’re already so familiar, just call Lette."
"Well, okay, Lette."
Gretel propped her hands on the shore, looking up at him with a sweet smile.
"Mr. Wright isn’t as scary as Rosadina described; instead, he’s gentle and strong.
I’ll be sure to tell her the next ti I see her."
"Who’s Rosadina? Oh! The crybaby Elf Clan little princess."
Lette laughed: "Is that so? I think it’s unnecessary; being the Elf Princess’s nightmare is quite interesting."
"Mr. Wright is so wicked."
"Gretel, there are so things I need to tell you."
"Yes, okay."
Looking at the innocent and lively Little rmaid, Lette felt a little touched but chose to speak up.
"The day after tomorrow, a super luxurious team from the Sea Clan will co to escort you back to the ocean.
So, you can finally go ho."
"Really? That’s great! Hahaha! I can finally go ho!"
The Little rmaid joyfully swam around in the pool before returning to the shore with a sowhat forlorn expression.
"So... can I still co to visit in the future?"
"Of course, we’ll always be your friends, and you’re always welco here, including the Holy City."
Lette pointed to the blackboard beside him: "You see, to be accurate, Unica and Emily are your students.
As a teacher, coming back to check on their howork is only natural, don’t you think?"
"Yes yes, that’s great."
Lette looked at the happy Little rmaid, hesitated to speak.
Gretel noticed Lette’s hesitation and tilted her head to look at him.
"Mr. Wright, if there’s sothing, please just tell . It’s about my body, right?"
"Have you noticed sothing?"
"Hmm... I guess so, even though I haven’t returned to the ocean, I feel a bit different.
Moreover..."
Gretel sighed softly: "Those people captured , surely not just to put in a jar like ornantal fish.
They must have done sothing, I just... don’t know what.
But it seems Mr. Wright knows."
"Well... I should indeed tell you about this."
Lette took a deep breath and told Gretel about the Sea God’s Blood.
Unexpectedly, the Little rmaid was very happy upon hearing it.
"Really? It’s gone? That’s just wonderful!"
"Ah? You..."
"Mr. Wright, so you were worried about because of this. You’re truly a kind and gentle man."
The Little rmaid cheerfully wriggled her waist, her tail splashing water joyously.
"Mr. Wright should know there’s a rule of death combat among the Sea Clan’s Imperial Family, right?"
"I know, both the outco and life and death are determined, the victor can absorb all Sea God’s Blood of the one who dies in combat."
"Yes, but I’m not good at fighting. Yet the Sea God’s Blood in is very potent.
This year I’ll be coming of age, and after the coming-of-age ceremony, I can be challenged to a death match.
For soone as delicate as , with such strong bloodline power.
In the eyes of those ruthless Imperial Family mbers, I’m the juiciest prey.
Even with my father and brothers protecting , so Imperial Family mbers might still risk their lives.
There’s hardly any camaraderie among the Sea Clan’s Imperial Family.
Moreover, if a Sea King Clan mber defeats a Sea Emperor Clan mber, they can also absorb the bloodline power to ascend to the Sea Emperor Clan.
For , the Sea God’s Blood is actually a curse of death.
Now that I no longer have that Sea God’s Blood, but I’m still alive!
Could there be a better outco than this?
Mr. Wright, you should be happy for !"
Lette looked astonished at the Little rmaid: "I never thought of your perspective.
Alright, it seems my previous worries were unnecessary.
But since you no longer have the Sea God’s Blood, can you still be part of the Sea Emperor Clan?"
"Ah! I might be demoted to the Sea King Clan. But being a Sea King Clan mber is actually quite nice.
At least my father and brothers will still look after ."
Lette reached out and patted the Little rmaid’s head: "Don’t worry, you’re my friend. Not only will they protect you, but I will too!
The day after tomorrow, I’ll prepare a grand and magnificent ceremony to send you back to the sea.
If anyone dares to bully you, they’ll be crossing , crossing all of us."
Gretel happily twirled in the water: "Then, Mr. Wright, will everyone co to the sea to see ?"
"Of course! I’ll definitely visit your Sea Clan regularly to see how you’re doing and if anyone mistreats you."
Lette took out the Seven colored Shell, which symbolizes VIP status: "I am a VIP, and can travel freely in the depths of the sea, don’t worry."
"Yes yes!"
"Alright, Gretel, you haven’t fully recovered from your injuries, rest well these two days.
Once you return to the ocean the day after tomorrow, you should recover faster, leave everything else to , just rest assured."
"Okay! Lette!"
Lette waved goodbye to the Little rmaid and turned to leave the warehouse.
After the door closed, Lette took a deep breath and looked up at the bright moon.
"Helping others while helping myself, it’s not wrong... So why do I feel a bit uneasy? Is it my conscience that’s faintly hurting?"
"How odd, you don’t even have that thing."
Lette turned his head and saw the Little Demon Lilith standing with her arms crossed, watching him.
"You’re awake?"
"I woke up when soone was tucking in. I’m an Enchanting Demon, perceiving changes in my real body while in the Dream Realm is instinct, okay?"
"Please use this double perception in places an Enchanting Demon should, thank you."
Lilith glared fiercely at Lette: "I heard from The Liar Demon that you plan to create a Fairy Tale Subspace.
That would require a large amount of energy.
Are you planning to target Dragon Island and the Final Dragon?"
"No no no, the energy from Dragon Island is ant to be given back to this world."
Lette’s eyes flashed with a sharp light: "I’m going to collect from the Eternal Dragon Clan and the Dragon Realm!"
"I knew it."
Lilith suddenly laughed: "You know, the Dragon Clan has bases in both the Gap of Dreams and the Demon Realm, right?"
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