The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

One week later, in the early morning.

The sun had not even risen yet.

The autumn sky was dim and deserted, with heavy forest mist piling up around the Training Society. The stars had not yet faded, still twinkling at the edge of the sky.

[Pain Value of 0.01 from Second Order Saint John]

[Pain Value from Second Order Saint....]

In this chilly morning, the dense fog slowly stirred, eventually revealing a small squad jogging around the Training Society, all uniformly dressed in thick and plain winter school uniforms, walking heavily and slowly.

An Su smiled, admiring the newborn morning light and even more so these thriving future prospects of the Church.

What a beautiful sight.

The excellent tradition of morning exercise was naturally part of the education.

Not only sports students like warriors had to jog, but literary students like magicians also had to run!

Everyone's eyes were deathly dull and empty, almost reaching the point of hopelessness.

But although their eyes were dead, they were passionately shouting spirited slogans:

"Pursue excellence!"

"Enjoy youth!"

Although the eyes were dead, the expressions were nearly frenzied.

It was hard to determine if they were alive or not.

The day of a Training Society saint began with jogging.

As for the schedule, An Su followed the old system of the Painful Esoteric Sect, studying literature in the morning and practicing combat in the afternoon.

Because there were seven churches, there were seven classes.

The origins and history of the Church, Alchemic principles, Druid biology, Radiance Origin Theory, Celestial Reaction Structure... these several disciplines were clearly classified and orderly.

Besides these courses, An Su did not teach any personally, with no issues whatsoever.

After all, he didn't know the subjects from the other cathedrals anyway.

He was already a bishop, did he need to know these?

These courses were all taught by a professional teaching team hired by An Su—actually educational experts who had failed to recruit students, brought over by An Su with low wages.

But An Su did teach a course every day, which he called "Faith Thinking and Radiance Will." In his previous life, this course was also known as: Ideology and Morality.

It helped correct the thoughts of these orthodox believers.

Even though An Su taught rarely, the saints' grades improved by leaps and bounds.

They were geniuses to begin with.

Under this rigorously-timed, sadistic schedule, their grades naturally skyrocketed.

So when the scores of the first weekly test came out, all the noble parents showed satisfied smiles.

All the saints scored above ninety.

Step up the efforts!

An Su then introduced his so-called 'Morning Star Mode'

Based on the Hengshui Saint Mode, it was adapted to local conditions, combined with the characteristics of the Nether World, simply put,

Hengshui mode studied until the stars appeared at night, Morning Star mode trained until the stars disappeared in the morning.

As for combat training, under the guidance of head teachers Lister and Arthur, the Ice and Fire duality school and the Nezha Mind school were gradually eroding the pure thoughts of these believers.

They could feel themselves slowly breaking down.

As they were collapsing, An Su was already making a fortune.

On average, a saintly believer could provide An Su with a Pain Value of 0.01 per day, eighty saints amounted to 0.8 per day. Just within a short week, the accumulated pain on the Pain Altar reached 5.6.

Indeed, raising saints profited more than cultivating cultists!

And disguised as a cram school, it wouldn't be attacked by saints.

An Su had found another heretical path and decided to continue developing the 'Saints' Study Group,' setting up Holy Academies in various worlds, constructing Pain Altars within these academies to sacrifice the students' pain to the Mother Goddess of Pain.

In this way, the students learned knowledge, the Mother Goddess received sacrifices, and he received blessings. Everyone had a bright future.

He displayed a joy akin to reaping a bountiful harvest.

This identity of the Legion of Pain's leader was even more useful than An Su had imagined.

Having accumulated 5.6 Pain points, there were two ways to use them: one was to sacrifice them to the Mother Goddess of Pain so that she would grant An Su low-rank knowledge of the Mother Goddess of Pain, and the other was to give them directly to the Alchemic Magic Circle.

According to a ten-to-one ratio, it provided magic power.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Five-point-six equals fifty-six magic power.

However, this was just a one-time magic power, stored in the array as a strategic reserve, which would disappear once used.

An Su had no intention of learning pain-related skills at the moment.

He was more deficient in knowledge about the Mother Goddess of life.

Nonetheless, rogue players always had rogue methods.

"Convert all to magic power," said An Su with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The alchemic magic circle slowly activated, and a tremendous rush of magic power surged out as An Su softly chanted, "Life Sacrifice."

[Life Sacrifice]

[High-Level Magic]

[Summoning Magic]

[Magic Power Consumption: Twenty magic power per minute (originally forty)]

Using this high-level magic, a saint-tier life priest was summoned.

An Su, now a third order magician with a magic value of twenty, plus this fifty-six points of one-time magic power, could support it for three full minutes.

"Azure Sorceress who subverts life, from the ancient dark priest," An Su chanted another incantation, "I call your name, may you wake from your eternal slumber..."

A terrifyingly bizarre aura abruptly descended, and murky, evil spirits traveled along the river of life, the indescribable aura seeming to twist everything around it,

It was quite imposing.

"Hiss..."

"Who dares... to disturb my rest..."

The being's eyes burned with faint soul fire, cloaked in a black robe, its mere existence in the world an act of desecration.

It had been a life high priest in life and a demigod at that, and even though its realm had fallen after death, it still possessed the dignity and sanctity of a saint!

Just one glance from it, and souls trembled!

"I, An Su Moningsta," said An Su with a smile, "Priest, hello."

Its gaze shifted downward to the tiny being who had summoned it, first startled, its soul fire flickering.

An Su Moningsta...

Hmm.

"Thank you for calling upon me once again~" The life high priest's tone became instantly respectful,

It forced a professional smile on its skeletal face, but no matter how one looked at it, the smile was eerie. It nodded and bowed like a little dog,

"Morning Star boss, you still remember me! No need for such formalities as 'Priest,' you're too kind."

"Then I'll call you Bone," An Su said, looking at the life priest's full frame of bones.

"...Boss, I was a demigod when I was alive," the life priest replied with a tinge of grievance in its voice.

"How about White Bone Spirit? That seems more imposing."

[Fifth Tier Life Priest Pain Value Added]

"...You can just call me Bone."

This overly keen and humbly obedient figure was the life priest An Su had summoned a few days ago.

After it was used to sacrifice everyone, it insisted on leaving behind that incantation, claiming it was how to contact it, and that if Boss An Su needed it next time, he could directly invoke its name.

Ready on call, able to be summoned anywhere across the country.

No wonder the priest was so eager to please An Su,

This advanced knowledge was too precious!

Bone had never heard such an incantation before, nor seen such a modern sacrificial ceremony—it could sacrifice so much life in under a minute.

For Bone, originating from ancient times, An Su's 3.0 incantation was like alien knowledge.

Now that it was dead, the only thing left was its thirst for knowledge.

"You have three minutes," An Su told it, "Teach me your best trick. If I am satisfied, the next time I summon you, I will bring you my knowledge."