This special paper figure had a sliver of his soul, in a sense, it was his avatar.
Looking at the paper figure that had decided not to move from its spot, Lin Fang was somewhat lost for words; this fellow clearly considered this place as his own territory.
Gently lifting it by the finger, the angered paper figure started to punch and kick at Lin Fang. Its white arms hitting Lin Fang's fingers made him feel a ticklish sensation.
Lightly tossing the paper figure aside, Lin Fang curiously examined the spot where the paper figure had just been sitting, noting how cunning it was. There must be something special about the spot it had chosen.
After careful sensing, he understood that this was because he had incorporated the Buddhist Sect's Dharma technique of Magical Treasure into his artifact refining, making this spot a center for gathering the Power of Faith. If someone were to worship this pagoda, then the Power of Faith would continuously flow to this place.
