Three Cities - 533

The villagers were surprised to hear that Yhwh had more or less been donated the land that they and three surrounding cities lived on.

They were excited, not because of gaining some sort of power, but because they could spread the faith of Yhwh.

Yhwh, who understood his power was related to faith, supported this idea. 

In a few days, everyone in the village was packed up and ready to go on a trip. All ten thousand villagers rode on varying carts or wagons towards the nearest of the three cities.

After a day or so, they arrived. Their arrival brought great shock and stress to the city. It was as if a bunch of immigrants had arrived at one time.

The city itself barely had a population of 200,000. There simply wasn't enough space.

They were surprised when the villagers set up a large camp outside the city and began to preach about Yhwh.

Yhwh still felt weird about being praised like this and trying to get others to do so, but he willed himself to continue. Since beings like cultivators existed, there was an always present threat of random extermination. The only way to prevent this was to grow more powerful.

Those within the city were initially confused and unsure, but as they heard stories about Yhwh, they gradually understood the villagers goal.

"So you're saying that he's just a cultivator? We have plenty of cultivators. They may not be strong, but what is so special about this "lord" that he is worth praising?"

Many of those within the city shared the same thoughts. The villagers explained that Yhwh was not a cultivator, but he was still powerful enough to defeat any cultivator. They also explained how he helped and cared for them.

After a few days of constant storytelling, the people within the city gradually opened up to the idea and began to ask to see for themselves.

Yhwh entered the city and constantly produced incredible results. He healed incurable illnesses, lifted things that even cultivators could not, and gave off a feeling of trustworthiness that no other had ever given off.

Over time, hearts were swayed and golden threads appeared. It was slow at first, but as more and more of the city people heard about Yhwh and saw his achievements, the speed of golden threads appearing sped up.

Before long, Yhwh had received as many golden threads from the city as he had from the village. And the golden threads did not stop or slow down, but came faster.

As more and more came, Yhwh was able to see more and more glimpses, until finally, he reacted and grabbed a golden thread between his fingers.

As soon as he did, he felt a drastic change occur. His entire body lit up, receiving the attention of the entire city.

Everyone watched in awe as Yhwh was bathed in a golden light. 

The golden light gave off a feeling of majesty, awe, and most importantly, faith. Golden threads numbering in the tens of thousands rapidly appeared, strengthening the golden glow.

When all 200,000 of the people that lived in the city had given a golden thread, the golden light finally receded and Yhwh landed on the ground.

He looked at his hands silently. He felt enlightened, as if this power of his was finally understood. This was HIS power of faith. Those who gave him a golden thread were forever connected to him. 

Every being was connected to him by a golden thread, and he could affect every single one of them instantly.

Testing it out, all 210,000 beings that had given him a golden thread felt a warm feeling within them. They all instinctively knew that it came from Yhwh.

All 210,000 kneeled and said his name. Their faith was overwhelming. Yhwh was happy. He truly felt good, as if he was among all of those that loved him.

This feeling was addicting, both for Yhwh and those that believed in him.

Yhwh looked onwards. It was his duty to spread his name so that others could feel this glorious feeling. 

"To the next city." He said. Although he spoke normally, perhaps enhanced by the golden threads, the entire city heard him.

Without hesitation, everyone packed up and followed Yhwh. This left behind an empty city that did not give off a feeling of desolation, but one of warmth.

It took three days to arrive at the next city. This city was almost equally sized to the last. Like in the last city, there were also cultivators.

Perhaps due to having a group as big as the city itself, spreading Yhwh's name was much easier.

Within a week, Yhwh had received a grand total of 410,000 from the village, the 1st city, and now this city.

Leaving behind yet another empty city, Yhwh and 410,000 thousand others traveled to the next one.

The last of the three cities was a bit different. Here, a core formation realm cultivator presided over the city. As a result, the population was also higher than the other cities, reaching 700,000.

Regardless of its size, the entire city was astounded to see the arrival of 410,000 people.

When they began to learn of their goal, they were even more surprised. The core formation realm cultivator met with Yhwh once, and after doing so, declared that he would follow the group. 

The city was easily influenced after this, and many more beings gained faith after Yhwh healed sick and injured people.

After a month, the group following Yhwh had reached 1,110,000 people.

The amount of golden threads that Yhwh had collected had given him so much power that he didn't even know how to test it out.

He mostly used this power to connect to those connected to him and grant their wishes or help them. Of course, he couldn't do everything, but he helped as much as he could.

With all three cities completely following him, Yhwh decided to continue to the rest of the world. At this rate, it seemed hard to stop the growth of his group even if he wanted to.