Chapter 1229: A Group of Diligent Socialites! (Part 2)

The essence of this world is truly in a miserable state, Duncan gathered a visage from the essence’s hand, which was a devoured blue bear, demigod power, and he was still considering how exactly to transform it, as Duncan was not accustomed to using a divine spirit visage with a half-human, half-beast form.

The essence only had two cards to play: one blue bear and one spirit of the prairie, and the blue bear was already dead.

Alabele City.

After several days of long journeying, escorted by a team of elite temple guards, the Mother of Great Bliss finally arrived at one of her destinations, welcomed by the nobles of the Comer Kingdom, including the beloved daughter of Yasan IV, the Eldest Princess, Tainara Star.

This young Eldest Princess showcased her savvy political acumen. The Mother of Great Bliss may not be that important, but the man behind her is very important.

His every word and deed have already influenced the situation in the entire Sambia, Falling Star Sea, and Giant Dragon Bay.

Perhaps because she witnessed too much suffering along the way, too many pitiable struggles at the bottom of society, the Mother of Great Bliss was profoundly changed at this moment, with less frivolity and arrogance in her eyes, and more compassion and mercy. She looked at the curious, poor onlookers around her with less disdain and contempt.

The Mother of Great Bliss belongs to the Good Camp, a white lotus, green tea, you’ve got all the labels for her, but none of these can change her inherently kind nature, although she likes to bestow from on high, seemingly out of vanity.

And now, upon truly opening her eyes to the world, especially towards the social strata she had never paid attention to before, the Mother of Great Bliss suddenly gained a certain enlightenment.

She was ‘saving the suffering and helping the distressed.’

Yes.

A white lotus, green tea, she likes fulfilling herself, satisfying material pursuits first, then spiritual ones, even someone as frivolous as the Mother of Great Bliss could not help but feel something different when surrounded by countless eyes of admiration and respect, different from the flattery and sycophancy of the past, which led to some unconscious changes within her.

The society of this land is extremely divided.

Just like how people in a tavern only focus on those adventurers and heroes sung by minstrels, few care about the stories behind each hero and adventurer, all filled with the countless blood and tears of ordinary people.

It’s the suffering that calls for heroes, desires heroes, celebrates heroes.

Only in the absence of certain orders do heroes become necessary.

Having witnessed and seen much, the inherent kindness in the Mother of Great Bliss was touched, and one day she suddenly realized she was doing something monumental, more significant than everything in her past combined.

She completed her transformation at that moment.

Quite a ridiculous point.

Whether it was the Mother of Great Bliss or her maids, or the Priestesses of the Joyful Sect around her, they used to be a frivolous and pleasure-seeking bunch. It was due to their admiration for a certain person and loss of power and status that they changed allegiance, and now many of them genuinely work arduously in their mission as if they were actual priests.

Or perhaps it’s not quite mission work since Duncan’s church was different from other divine churches from the start.

It feels more like a social organization that also carries part of the government’s responsibilities.

This is just the beginning.

Because in the realm of Seagont, Duncan rules, he is the greatest tycoon, a dictator, leader of the Wealthy Council, but as long as one strays outside Seagont’s influence, this church model will inevitably clash fiercely with the government, royalty, nobility, and old powers of this land.

Where there is comparison, there is harm.

This is no longer a church reform. It’s a revolution against the old faction divine churches, those Baal worshippers who sacrifice mortals innocently, those raging believers who coerce offering sacrifices by force, and even those seemingly kind but essentially useless Good God churches, all will suffer an extremely terrifying impact on their faith.

Without power to support it, all this is but a fleeting moment.

The backlash from the old powers could extinguish this spark in an instant, and these frivolous and laughable Joyful Priestesses simply cannot shoulder such a heavy burden.

And yet, there is only one man who can bear all this.

The Mother of Great Bliss suddenly understood what Duncan had to face. Unknowingly, a trace of admiration in her heart transformed into endless worship, and ultimately, her heart embraced ‘conversion of faith.’

It was also at that moment that the Mother of Great Bliss bid farewell to her past self, deciding to embark on this unprecedented journey.

A path she dared not even imagine during her days of revelry and dream-chasing!

In a very short time, within Seagont’s sphere of influence, a Mother of Great Bliss, known as frivolous, along with dozens of pleasure-seeking Joyful Priestesses, raised a small church with thousands of followers in the surrounding area.

It’s not very conspicuous.

But the emergence of this church seemed to ignite the flames of hope, as among the mere thousands of believers, over half of them were devout followers.

This was something that the Mother of Great Bliss could never have imagined in the past.

And they didn’t give much, just a provision for survival, ideally to live with dignity. If not temporarily possible, then to live with hardship, hoping someday to live with dignity.

How many people truly need priests to heal diseases?