No one noticed this little aside in the corner; the cultivators still stood not far from the great hall, confronting a group of Buddhist Sect followers, silently waiting for the result from Master Juejuezi. The Power of Faith was a consumable and could not be replenished at will. After waiting for it to be expended for a while longer to pull up the Earth Dragon Grass, they could then make their move to compete for it.
A quarter of an hour later.
Master Juejuezi withdrew his Divine Skills; the silver bells in the void disappeared, and the radiant splendor brought by the Six Syllable Mantra slowly faded away.
"Amitabha, Master Wuhu, you can now bring up the Earth Dragon Grass!"
"With my Six Syllable Mantra, the Earth Dragon Grass no longer has the strength to resist,"
Master Juejuezi said slowly, with hands clasped in prayer and a chanting of the Buddha's name.
"Act now, pull it out!"