"Junior Sister, don't worry. This is for Shan'er's own good."
Yue Buqun was overjoyed.
Yue Lingshan was just an eighteen-year-old innocent girl. Wasn't it easy to trick her into willingly sacrificing herself to the High God?
Besides, this wasn't a trick.
The High God was a truly great existence.
Young girls admired the strong the most. As long as he made a move, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?
So,
Yue Buqun began to prepare the sacrifices again.
Huashan School's martial arts secrets, gold, silver, and jewels...
He prepared to offer everything precious.
With Murong Fu's sacrifice as a precedent, he knew that these offerings were minor, and the rewards would far exceed his investment by thousands of times.
"However, sacrifices are only one aspect; believers are even more important. Spreading the faith is the fundamental matter."
Thinking of this, Yue Buqun fell into deep thought.
Huashan was in decline, and its disciples were few.
There were only a few hundred people in total.
Even fewer than Murong Fu's personal guards and servants.
"Perhaps I can use this opportunity of sacrifice to unify the Five Peaks Sword Sects and, incidentally, help the High God spread the faith..."
At this thought, Yue Buqun's eyes lit up.
After discussing with Ning Zhongze, he immediately called for Linghuchong, Laode Nuo, and other disciples.
He instructed them to deliver invitations to the major sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Songshan, Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan.
He invited all major sects to bring their disciples to Huashan on the fifteenth day of the seventh month to discuss the rise and fall of their respective sects.
"Yes, Master."
Linghuchong and the others took the mission and left the main hall.
"Senior Brother, what exactly happened?"
Laode Nuo looked at Linghuchong and subtly probed, "Master said it concerns the rise and fall of the sects? Is it related to the Demonic Cult?"
"I don't know either."
Linghuchong shook his head, carefree, "Anyway, Master and Mistress have their own considerations. We just need to complete the task Master assigned, deliver the invitations to the major sects, and not worry about anything else."
"Senior Brother is right."
Seeing that he couldn't get any information, Laode Nuo stopped asking. He then quickly relayed the news of Yue Buqun inviting the sects to discuss important matters to Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School.
He was Zuo Lengchan's disciple, and his purpose in coming to Huashan was to monitor Yue Buqun's every move.
...
Songshan, Council Hall.
"Yue Buqun is summoning all sects to gather at Huashan on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, to discuss important matters concerning the rise and fall of the sects?"
Zuo Lengchan looked at the message from Laode Nuo, his heart filled with doubt.
"What important matter concerning the rise and fall of the sects could Yue Buqun have? Is the Demonic Cult making a move?" Fei Bin, one of the Thirteen Protectors, mused.
"No matter what Yue Buqun is planning, we'll find out on the fifteenth when we go to Huashan. If the Demonic Cult truly makes a big move, perhaps we can use this opportunity to merge the Five Peaks Sword Sects!"
Zuo Lengchan's eyes gleamed, and he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation for the trip to Huashan.
...
Fengyun World.
Tianxiahui Headquarters.
Xiongba's face was pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, both shocked and excited.
God.
There really was a God in this world.
Although he had basically believed in the existence of the God of Hongmeng through Murong Fu's video, his suspicious nature still harbored a trace of doubt.
Perhaps everything in the chat group was fake, all designed to deceive him.
But just now, when he recited the "Contemplation Method," his consciousness saw that great existence that could not be described in words.
Every time he thought of it, his body couldn't help but tremble with fear.
That was God.
The true God.
His divine power was boundless.
His divine might was limitless.
Facing him was like facing the entire world, like facing the vast and boundless starry sky, like facing the greatest existence in the world.
It was too terrifying.
"Success because of Wind and Cloud, defeat also because of Wind and Cloud?"
Thinking of the future he saw after receiving the divine revelation, Xiongba's eyes revealed a murderous intent.
Just now, he was still teasing Murong Fu and Bibi Dong in the group, saying their lives were like a coffee table, full of tragedy, but he didn't expect it to be his turn so quickly.
"But with the chat group and the High God, my destiny has changed."
Feeling the surging internal energy within his body, Xiongba's eyes burned with intense fervor.
He had only prayed once and had already advanced from the Grandmaster realm to the Supreme Grandmaster realm.
The God of Hongmeng was truly too generous.
"Wen Chouchou, where did you go?" Xiongba roared.
"Coming, coming, Gang Leader, Chouchou is coming right now."
An effeminate man, wearing a tall hat, holding a feather fan, and with blush on his cheeks like a young girl, rushed in, stumbling and crawling.
"Gang Leader, what are your orders?"
Wen Chouchou had a fawning expression, looking comical, and gently fanned Xiongba with his small fan, full of flattery.
Xiongba looked at Wen Chouchou indifferently, his tone serious, and instructed, "Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. If there's even a slight mistake, watch your dog head."
"Gang Leader, please rest assured. Don't you know how I handle things? I guarantee there won't be any mistakes!"
Wen Chouchou's heart trembled with fear as he patted his chest and vowed.
Although his martial arts were not good, besides flattering, his work ability was also decent.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the steward of the Tianxiahui.
"First, immediately recall all members of the Tianxiahui. Within three days, I want to see at least 100,000 disciples."
"Second, prepare a large altar..."
Xiongba told Wen Chouchou all the materials and precautions needed to build the altar and instructed him to mobilize all the manpower and resources of the Tianxiahui, which must be completed within three days.
"Remember, there must be no slight error in the altar, and the more sacrifices, the better. If something goes wrong, watch your dog's life!"
"Gang Leader, don't worry, I guarantee to complete the mission."
Wen Chouchou quickly promised.
With the strength of the Tianxiahui, these two tasks were not too difficult.
Preparing sacrifices was even less of a problem.
Without delay, Wen Chouchou immediately left with the task.
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Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens World.
Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng's face was also pale, and he was extremely excited.
"God!"
"There really is a God!"
"My cultivation has risen from Houtian to Xiantian?"
"It's a pity I didn't receive a divine revelation!"
Ying Zheng was excited but also a little regretful. However, when he thought of the great figure he saw when reciting the "Contemplation Method," he became excited again.
As long as he performed sacrifices and spread the faith, immortality in the future might not be impossible. What did it matter if he didn't know the future?
However, Ying Zheng did not immediately have people prepare for the sacrifice.
It was a common affliction among emperors, especially now that Lu Buwei controlled the court, his suspicion was even greater.
Although he clearly felt his cultivation had improved, he still worried that it was some kind of illusion.
So,
He summoned his top swordsman, Gai Nie, who was by his side.
He asked Gai Nie to pray once.
Although Gai Nie didn't understand what Ying Zheng was doing, he didn't refuse.
After reciting.
Even with Gai Nie's composure, he was inexplicably shocked.
"My cultivation has advanced from Grandmaster to the peak of Great Grandmaster?"
Suddenly, Gai Nie's gaze sharpened, and he looked at Ying Zheng in shock: "Your Majesty, what exactly is going on?"
"Did you see the God of Hongmeng?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Indeed. It's unimaginable, indescribable. I never thought there truly were gods in this world. It's laughable that I used to be so narrow-minded, unaware of the vastness of heaven and earth."
Gai Nie's eyes still held a mix of shock, reverence, and complexity.
"Ding, Omniscient and Omnipotent Great Immortal Wang has joined the chat group."
Just then, a notification sound echoed in the minds of all members.
"Mr. Gai, keep this a secret. You may leave now."
Ying Zheng got the answer he wanted. Hearing the chat group notification, he waved his hand to dismiss Gai Nie and entered the chat group with his consciousness.
Huashan Sect Leader: "Welcome, newcomer! Is the newcomer a Great Immortal?"
Spirit Hall Saintess: "Welcome, newcomer! Group status -1."
Tianxiahui Overlord: "Welcome, newcomer! Group status -1."
Descendant of Great Yan Imperial Family: "Welcome, newcomer! Group status -1."
Lord of Great Qin: "Welcome, newcomer! Group status -1."
With the God of Hongmeng as a precedent, their hearts trembled when they saw the newcomer's nickname, and they dared not be presumptuous.
Of course,
Also because of the God of Hongmeng, they didn't act too intimately.
"Omniscient and Omnipotent Great Immortal Wang?"
In the Divine Kingdom, Hong Meng smiled when he saw this nickname.
If he were truly omniscient and omnipotent, would he need to add it to his name?
He probably just wanted to show off and deceive others, which is why he gave himself such a grand nickname.
Omniscient and Omnipotent Great Immortal Wang: "This immortal was just discussing Dao with the Heavenly Emperor. How did I suddenly come to this place? The Heavens Chat Group, how interesting. What realm are you living beings from, living beings from the small worlds of the Heavens? Never mind, let this immortal cast a divination."
All group members fell silent.
They didn't know the origin of this Great Immortal and didn't dare to speak rashly or rush to curry favor.
The God of Hongmeng was still in the group. What if they went to curry favor with someone else and the God of Hongmeng became displeased?
So, everyone silently lurked, observing for a while first.
...