Inside the Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group—
Ninja Scientist [Orochimaru]:
"Ughhhh… I messed up again. This is unbearable. I don't even want to eat. The tears just won't stop…"
Tanjiro:
"Uncle Snake, what happened to you?"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Did someone actually outsmart the Old Snake? Impossible. Didn't you just say you were about to dominate the Ninja World?"
Li Er:
"There must've been an accident. Was there a problem with the sacrifice? Hiss… if so, that's no small matter."
Young Master Murong:
"Out with it. Let us analyze it for you."
Ninth Uncle (Zombie Slayer):
"Same here—report, Uncle Snake."
Junior Brother Dazhufeng:
"Speak quickly!"
Ninja Scientist [Orochimaru]:
Sigh "Li Er hit the mark. I've already unified the Ninja World. But that's actually the problem…"
For Peace [One Piece World]:
"What happened? Did you step on a landmine?"
Ninja Scientist [Orochimaru]:
"Yes. The sacrificial ritual was a success. But I pushed too hard—used too much force to speed things up. As a result, many people didn't even understand the grace or greatness of God."
"I was harshly reprimanded. And though I received a promotion, I don't even want to talk about how humiliating it was…"
Young Master Murong:
"Old Snake, you're way too greedy. Like a giant python—always trying to swallow everything at once."
"Even when I conquered Dali, I still sent people to educate the citizens. You can't rush belief."
For Peace:
"This isn't your first sacrificial offering. If it were your first time, the gods might have turned a blind eye. But you've made offerings three times already—you're a veteran now, a senior group member."
"No wonder God was displeased."
"Honestly, the fact that He didn't strip you of your title is already mercy."
Sadly Reminds Lao Gao [Heavenly Official World]:
"Ah... So that's it. Every single person must believe sincerely. I get it now. We need to prepare thoroughly. No shortcuts!"
Gao Yao hadn't even begun his sacrificial rites yet. Right now, only Qin Shi Huang was overseeing the construction of a massive altar.
But after hearing about Orochimaru's misstep...
He didn't dare take any chances.
If the Eternal God became angry, there would be no salvation.
Everyone in the group came to a unified understanding:
When building power, never forget to spread faith.
Territory alone wasn't enough.
True believers were the key.
Ninja Scientist [Orochimaru]:
"Honestly, if that was all, I could handle it. What really has me worried is… I think I've fallen out of favor."
Pirates of the Caribbean:
"What do you mean? You've been… castrated?"
Sadly Reminds Lao Gao:
"Silent mourning."
Ninja Scientist:
"Go to hell, you damn liar! I haven't been castrated!"
"It's just... during the sacrifice, I didn't see the descent of the Eternal God. That's what makes me uneasy."
Pursuing Sentient Beings:
"Then who gave you the Dao Fruit?"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Yeah, did it just fall from the sky?"
Ninja Scientist:
"It did descend from the heavens. You could see it. Ao Qian, the Starry Sky True Dragon, appeared—but the Eternal God Himself didn't show."
Orochimaru uploaded a short clip of the ceremony.
The group quickly watched it through.
Reactions varied.
Pursuing Sentient Beings:
"I didn't expect Ao Qian to become so terrifying… That body size alone, sheesh…"
Tanjiro:
"The True Dragon of the Starry Sky… Just watching it wander the cosmos gave me chills…"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"It was amazing, yeah. But I noticed something else… That tiny planet off to the side—wasn't that Li Er's homeland? Hehe…"
Li Er:
"My planet is not small, don't slander me."
"That's the Immortal World. We can't build too close to the core, or we'll be burned by the True Sun Fire."
Li Shimin cursed in the group.
There's a limit to how much you can disrespect someone!
So what if his world was near the edge of the Divine Realm?
It's not like the rest of you have entered yet!
For Peace [One Piece World]:
"After seeing Orochimaru's tragedy, I feel like I should slow down and focus on development."
"As long as no one tries to challenge me, I'll stay under the radar for now."
The One Piece World was a medium-tier realm—
Naturally vast, densely populated.
And more importantly—chaotic.
Which made it perfect for spreading belief.
After taking control of the New World, he abandoned Mariejois and moved operations to the Four Great Oceans.
There, believers were as abundant as fish in the sea.
Their needs were simple:
Protect their families, and they'd give you unwavering faith.
So in that sense, Orochimaru's sacrifice had taught everyone a valuable lesson.
He'd taken the hit so others didn't have to.
Demon World…
Uncle Jiu stared at Orochimaru's complaints in the chat group with a faint, knowing smile.
This is the difference between Dongying (Japanese) and Huaxia (Chinese) ways of thinking.
Faith.
Belief.
Sincerity.
These must come first.
Always scheming, always looking for shortcuts?
Of course it would backfire.
First it was the Caribbean Pirate King—
Punished with 300 years of castration for deceiving the gods.
Now Orochimaru, whose divine reward was cut by more than half.
What does that show?
They never truly tried to understand God's will.
The Eternal God isn't concerned with your speed.
He has eternity.
What He cares about…
Is the heart of the believer.
If you try to cut corners, you're only digging your own grave.
"I now understand what I must do," Uncle Jiu muttered. "The old Taoist saying is true—'Sincerity is spirit. Without intention, there is no respect toward Heaven.'"
He set down the talisman manual he'd been studying and walked outside.
Ren Fa had already arrived.
Apparently, the temple and altar in the town were now complete.
Ren Fa wore festive ceremonial robes—bright red, full of joy.
When he saw Uncle Jiu step out, he rushed forward with a grin.
"Master Jiu, the temple and altar have been completed. When shall we begin the ceremony?"
"Of course," said Uncle Jiu calmly, "the ritual can be performed at any time—but there aren't enough true believers yet."
"Believers?"
Ren Fa was taken aback for a moment, trying to make sense of Uncle Jiu's words.
Was he talking about recruiting apprentices?
Seeing Uncle Jiu already heading toward the temple, Ren Fa quickly jogged to catch up.
As for matters concerning the Eternal God, Qiusheng had already been spreading the word.
But there were still very few genuine followers.
If not for the fact that he was Uncle Jiu's direct disciple, even Qiusheng might not have qualified to receive the Divine Light alone.
That said, the newly initiated disciples had already begun practicing meditation and Eternal Doctrine.
Despite their differences in age, every one of them now had a complexion and spirit that far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Not one of them feared bullets.
"Uncle Jiu is here!"
"Hello, Uncle Jiu!"
"Greetings, Master Jiu!"
The town hadn't been this lively in a long time. Word had spread that the temple was opening today.
Many came just to join the excitement.
Some even prepared red envelopes as gifts—
After all, Uncle Jiu was the only true Daoist master in town.
Who wouldn't want to stay on his good side?
Unfortunately, Jiu Shu didn't accept offerings of money.
He simply stated that the followers of the Eternal God did not require donations—except when dealing with demons or evil spirits.
Such a clean and selfless rule…
Who wouldn't be intrigued?
As Uncle Jiu approached the crowd, he glanced up at the sky and frowned.
Dark clouds?
On the day the temple opens?
Something wasn't right.
He pressed his fingers together into a seal—
A brilliant white light crackled from his fingertips.
"Divine Art: Thunderbolt!"
Under the shadowed skies, the lightning shot upward like a spear.
It exploded above the clouds, then split into five orbs of blinding energy—each several meters wide—spinning wildly across the heavens.
A moment later—
The clouds dispersed.
Sunlight returned.
Everyone in Renjia Town dropped to their knees, eyes wide with awe as they looked upon the immortal-like Uncle Jiu.
"Master…"
"A Divine Heavenly Master…"
"A living immortal...!"
With a single gesture, he had summoned lightning.
And banished the storm.
What else could he be… if not a god?
Jiu Shu looked upon the awestruck crowd and gave a calm smile.
"Do not be overwhelmed, everyone. I am no immortal—only the High Priest of the Eternal God."
"From today onward, the Eternal Church officially begins recruiting believers."
"If you have faith in the Eternal God, the Church will assist in driving out evil and punishing wrongdoing."
"If an elder in your family passes away, burial rites will be provided free of charge."
"And if you have a child with natural talent, they may be admitted to the Church and train under me—just like Qiusheng."
At that moment, Qiusheng stepped forward.
He walked up to the stone lion statue at the temple gate.
With a deep breath—
He lifted it one-handed.
The crowd gasped.
That lion had required multiple people to move during delivery.
Yet Qiusheng raised it as if it were a feather.
The Eternal Church… is this powerful?
The surprises didn't end there.
"Captain Awei, it's time!" Qiusheng called into the distance.
A row of soldiers emerged with rifles, all aiming directly at Qiusheng.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Gunfire erupted.
His clothes tore from the barrage—but Qiusheng stood unharmed.
That moment shattered the last of the town's doubt.
The Eternal Church had become an unstoppable force.
Even Ren Fa stood there in disbelief.
He hadn't realized the Eternal Faith was this powerful.
Captain Awei walked over, smiling as he patted Qiusheng on the shoulder.
"Brother Qiu, do you think we'll be allowed to become envoys too?"
"You?" Qiusheng smirked, then said flatly:
"That depends on whether my master approves."
These guys had long abused their power, bullying the townsfolk with arrogance.
Now they wanted to become divine envoys?
Dream on.
Jiu Shu had fully ignited a movement.
News of the immortal's appearance in Renjia Town spread like wildfire.
At that time, far away—
The Four-Eyed Taoist, a fellow sect brother of Jiu Shu, heard the rumors while traveling.
His heart turned bitter.
His brother had changed sects.
And didn't even tell him?
Was this… a betrayal of their master?
An abandonment of their lineage?
Just how strong had he become?
Three days later—
The Four-Eyed Taoist finally arrived at the temple gate.
He looked up—
And gasped.
A young boy stood at the entrance.
Barely ten years old…
Yet his aura carried the unmistakable presence of an innate-level master.
"Impossible… they said the Age of Dharma was over… and innate martial artists vanished from the world…"
"I've been cultivating for decades, and I still haven't broken through innate…"
Since the decline of spiritual energy, all mana had weakened.
Martial cultivation had replaced the spiritual path.
Without true energy, battles became hand-to-hand struggles.
And yet now—this!
The scene before him deeply shook the Four-Eyed Taoist's worldview.
"Uncle-Master, you're here."
A voice called out.
Qiusheng stepped out from within the temple, instantly spotting the hidden presence of the Four-Eyed Taoist.