Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

When he heard that Jiang Yuchuan also wanted to experience the Dragon Festival, the boy patted his chest happily, as if to say, "Leave it to me," and led Jiang Yuchuan into the village.

After a brief conversation, Jiang Yuchuan learned that the boy who was leading the way was named Gangzi. He was a native of the fishing village, and although he was only ten years old, he had already started going out to sea to fish with his father.

Gangzi also learned that the young man following behind him, who looked only a few years older than himself, dressed in a blue robe and was very handsome and gave off a very pleasant feeling, was surnamed Jiang. So, he addressed the man as Young Master Jiang.

Following Gangzi into the fishing village, Jiang Yuchuan noticed that the village had improved significantly compared to decades ago.

Not only has the population increased significantly, but even the houses and courtyards where each household lives have been transformed into houses with blue bricks and gray tiles, making them look much more prosperous.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. I never imagined that the fishing village would change so much."

Hearing Jiang Yuchuan's remark, Gangzi asked curiously, "Has Young Master Jiang visited our village before?"

Jiang Yuchuan nodded: "Yes, that was decades ago, before you were even born."

"Something from decades ago?"

Gangzi was taken aback for a moment after hearing this, then glanced at Jiang Yuchuan with a hint of doubt, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

This young master Jiang looks only five or six years older than them. How could he have visited their village decades ago?

Decades ago, let alone him, even Young Master Jiang himself hadn't been born yet!

Gangzi didn't think much of it, assuming that Jiang Yuchuan had simply misspoke and misspoke about the time.

The two quickly caught up with the procession that was singing, dancing, and beating drums as they made their way toward the Shenlong Temple.

Gangzi was from a fishing village and loved excitement, so as soon as he caught up with the group, he jumped and skipped into it.

Jiang Yuchuan stood on either side of the line with the other outsiders who had come to join the fun, watching silently as they walked towards the Shenlong Temple.

When Jiang Yuchuan arrived in the fishing village more than 20 years ago, he had never heard of the Dragon Festival in the village.

He knew that these fishing villages by the sea had worshipped the Dragon King for generations, praying that the Dragon King, who ruled the sea, would not stir up waves when they went out to sea, so that they could return with a full catch.

However, in Jiang Yuchuan's view, this belief at that time was not entirely pure, and moreover, not all the villagers believed in the Dragon King.

Meanwhile, the entire village of this fishing village is celebrating a Dragon Festival, which, judging from the name alone, must be related to the Dragon King.

This made Jiang Yuchuan curious. What exactly happened in the past twenty years that could cause such a huge change in the fishing village and the villagers living there, making their faith in the Dragon King so firm and even fanatical?

On the way to catch up with the group, Jiang Yuchuan didn't ask Gangzi about anything related to the Dragon Festival because he was in such a hurry and the time was short.

But moving slowly among the onlookers gave Jiang Yuchuan the perfect opportunity to ask the people around him questions.

Those who travel from afar to come on the day of the Dragon Festival, either to join in the fun or to offer incense at the Dragon Temple, are generally people who have some knowledge of the legend of the Dragon.

Therefore, once Jiang Yuchuan spoke, he quickly learned about the establishment of the Divine Dragon Festival.

Jiang Yuchuan was both amused and exasperated upon learning the answer.

Combining the timeline of the Dragon God Festival with the strange phenomenon described by those around him twenty years ago—the Sea Dragon King undergoing tribulation in the sky above the Boundless Sea—even if Jiang Yuchuan was slow to realize, he understood that it was all just a beautiful misunderstanding.

The so-called "Divine Dragon Tribulation" is simply a series of effects he caused when he underwent the Golden Core Tribulation, which were witnessed by others and then evolved into the legend of the Divine Dragon and the Great Flood Dragon.

A quarter of an hour later.

The jubilant procession of villagers finally arrived in front of the Shenlong Temple.

At the village chief's signal, all the villagers stopped singing and dancing, put down their musical instruments, and their expressions changed from joyful and happy to serious and solemn.

Jiang Yuchuan noticed that the village chief facing the crowd was no longer the one he had visited more than twenty years ago, but a middle-aged man around forty years old.

Under the command and leadership of the middle-aged village chief, all the villagers lined up neatly and knelt down to worship at the Shenlong Temple.

The crowd watching from both sides was moved by the villagers' devout attitude and the sacred and solemn atmosphere of the scene. They all fell silent, faced the Shenlong Temple, put their hands together in front of their chests, closed their eyes, and prayed silently in their hearts.

Just then, Jiang Yuchuan, who was mixed in with the crowd, suddenly felt a series of special forces of varying strengths flowing towards him.

"This is?"

Jiang Yuchuan was taken aback.

He then immediately released his divine sense and saw that the golden light spots that were flowing into his body were actually emanating from the villagers of the fishing village who were kneeling and kowtowing to the Shenlong Temple and the crowd around them who were praying with their eyes closed.

"The power of faith..."

Jiang Yuchuan never expected that he would have such an unexpected gain just by casually joining in the fun.

Unfortunately, this power of faith had no effect on him.

Cultivating through faith requires corresponding cultivation methods; it is a completely independent and unique cultivation system.

Therefore, even if Jiang Yuchuan accepted this power of faith at this moment, he would be unable to make effective use of it.

However, Jiang Yuchuan felt it would be a great pity to simply scatter the power of faith he had acquired.

Soon, Jiang Yuchuan turned his gaze towards the direction of the Divine Dragon Temple, and a flash of inspiration struck him, leading him to the best way to place these powers of faith.

Although these fishermen are not worshipping him personally, they are still inextricably linked to him; otherwise, this power of faith would not have flowed to him.

If that's the case, then he might as well do a good deed and return this faith to these villagers in another way, as a way of repaying them for their devout worship of the Sea Dragon King, who is like their own substitute, over the years.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuchuan slightly moved two fingers in his sleeve, extracting all the faith power that had flowed into his body and gathering it at his fingertips. Then, he threw all the golden light power that had been condensed into the huge golden dragon statue placed in the center of the Dragon Temple.

To prevent this power of faith from continuing to flow towards him, Jiang Yuchuan casually set up a simple array on the dragon statue, imbued with his own aura.

In this way, during subsequent worship, all the newly generated faith power will flow into the dragon statue, and no longer into him.

As for what kind of wondrous changes this dragon statue, infused with a great deal of faith and a wisp of his own aura, would undergo in the future, Jiang Yuchuan couldn't say for sure.

But one thing is certain: whatever changes the dragon statue ultimately undergoes, it will only benefit, not harm, these devout villagers who worship it.