Smiling Proudly World.
Today, the fifteenth day of the seventh month, was the day Yue Buqun had sent out invitations to the Wudang, Shaolin, and Five Great Sword Sects to gather at Mount Hua to discuss important matters.
Yue Buqun started his live broadcast, and what came into view was a majestic and perilous mountain—Mount Hua.
At the Mount Hua Martial Arts Plaza, people were packed shoulder to shoulder.
The various sects, along with their disciples, took their seats according to their rankings.
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God's Dog: "Waiting for Old Yue to slaughter everyone, achieve great things, and unify the martial world! Sunflower seeds and cola.jpg."
Lord of Qin: "Waiting for Old Yue to slaughter everyone, achieve great things, and unify the martial world! Sunflower seeds and cola.jpg."
Overlord of the World Society: "Yue Buqun, you're too slow! Among everyone in the group, besides the latest additions, Little Fox and Yun Yun, you're the last one!"
Mount Hua Sect Leader: "How can my god's sacrificial ceremony be rushed? My abilities are limited, but I can only do my best, go through fire and water, and not shrink from death."
Yue Buqun sneered inwardly. Xiong Ba was trying to badmouth him.
Wasn't this openly saying that he wasn't working hard or diligently enough?
If the God heard the slander and made a note of it, wouldn't he be finished?
How detestable.
However, a sense of urgency also rose within him.
After this sacrifice, the matter of spreading the faith must be accelerated.
Otherwise, the God would truly think he wasn't working hard and was slacking off.
Spirit Hall Saintess: "We all see Sect Leader Yue's efforts, and the God will surely be very pleased!"
Bibi Dong stepped in to smooth things over, and the others stopped talking.
Their attention focused on the live broadcast.
Yue Buqun no longer paid attention to the group chat.
He concentrated on dealing with the matters outside.
"Sect Leader Yue, you said there was an important matter concerning the rise and fall of various sects to discuss. Now that we are all here, you can speak, can't you? What exactly is it?"
Ding Mian, one of the Thirteen Protectors of the Songshan Sect, stood up at Zuo Lengchan's instruction, looked at Yue Buqun, and asked.
"That's right, Sect Leader Yue, is the Demonic Cult making any big moves?"
"Since Dongfang Bubai became the leader, the Sun Moon Divine Cult has grown stronger and stronger. It's possible they might really act against us!"
One after another, various martial artists spoke up.
All eyes collectively turned to Yue Buqun.
"Everyone, please calm down!"
Yue Buqun stood up, exuding the demeanor of a gentleman, refined and elegant. He raised a hand to quiet the noisy crowd and said, "Today, I, Yue, invited everyone here not about the Sun Moon Divine Cult."
"But rather..."
Everyone perked up, full of curiosity.
If not the Sun Moon Divine Cult, was the imperial court going to move against them?
"It's because I, Yue, accidentally received divine favor, and I want to share it with everyone. Believe in my God, share in divine grace, and together spread the glory of my God!"
As his words fell, the entire place fell into a dead silence.
Everyone wondered if they had misheard?
They didn't hear wrong, did they?
Yue Buqun called them all the way here just to say this?
This was outright deception.
After the silence, the scene erupted in an uproar.
"Sect Leader Yue, we understand that you believe in a god. Master Fangzheng also believes in the Buddha. But to trick us all here and ask us to believe in a god with you, that's too much!"
Zuo Lengchan was the first to step forward and accuse, "If you don't give us an explanation today, I don't think anyone will agree!"
He hadn't expected Yue Buqun to court death so skillfully.
The Mount Hua Sect was a major obstacle to his unification of the Five Great Sword Sects. Today was the perfect opportunity to suppress the Mount Hua Sect.
"Sect Leader Zuo is absolutely right! We put aside our sect affairs and traveled thousands of miles, only to be told to believe in a god with you. You must give us an explanation today!"
One by one, the martial artists were filled with righteous indignation, shouting loudly.
"Everyone, please be quiet for now!"
Yue Buqun released the aura of a Xiantian expert, pressing his hand down in the air. All the martial artists felt as if they were bearing a mountain, a suffocating sensation.
"How is this possible?"
"Yue Buqun actually broke through to Xiantian?"
"Impossible!"
"He's still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Xiantian!"
All the martial artists were stunned.
Especially the powerful sect leaders, such as Shaolin's Master Fangzheng, Wudang's Daoist Chongxu, and Songshan's Zuo Lengchan.
They generally had an idea of Yue Buqun's strength.
He was only around Houtian Seventh Layer.
Currently, the most likely Xiantian expert in the martial world was the Sun Moon Divine Cult leader, Dongfang Bubai.
Even the pillars of the martial world, Shaolin's Fangzheng and Wudang's Chongxu, were only at Houtian peak.
"I know everyone is confused. How did I, Yue, with my mediocre martial arts, suddenly break through to Xiantian!"
Yue Buqun's aura surged, and he looked at the crowd, declaring loudly:
"This is all a gift from my God! My God, the God of Primordial Chaos, is the supreme true God, a truly great existence, not the false deities you understand!"
"Ridiculous!"
Zuo Lengchan's face was ashen. He walked to the front of the crowd, staring at Yue Buqun:
"Although I don't know what heaven-defying opportunity you obtained, divine grace? Do you take us for three-year-olds!"
Qingcheng Sect's Yu Canghai also stepped out, echoing, "Sect Leader Yue, you tricked us here today, causing us tremendous losses. How do you plan to explain?"
As Yu Canghai's words fell, the surrounding martial artists all took a step forward.
Their eyes were fervent, glaring like tigers, fixed on Yue Buqun.
Their purpose was self-evident.
They wanted to use the power of the crowd to force Yue Buqun to hand over the opportunity that allowed him to break through to Xiantian.
"Explain?"
Yue Buqun suddenly smiled. Just as everyone was puzzled, Yue Buqun drew his sword.
Clang.
The sword light was like a rainbow across the sky, like a thunderbolt. The terrifying sword qi condensed from Xiantian true qi pierced through Yu Canghai's glabella, leaving an unfathomably deep sword mark on the ground.
Thud.
Yu Canghai fell straight to the ground, dead.
Throughout the entire process, he didn't even let out a scream.
Zuo Lengchan, Fangzheng, Chongxu, and other martial artists were stunned.
Yu Canghai's strength wasn't strong, but it wasn't weak either.
Even they would find it difficult to kill Yu Canghai with a single move, let alone as effortlessly as Yue Buqun did.
A Xiantian expert.
Terrifying to this extent.
"Yue Buqun, do you intend to use your Xiantian cultivation to intimidate all of us martial artists in the jianghu?"
Zuo Lengchan spoke sternly, invoking righteousness. He couldn't let Yue Buqun control the situation, otherwise, his dream of taking charge of the Five Great Sword Sects would never be realized.
Pfft!
Yue Buqun didn't waste words, another sword.
Zuo Lengchan had been prepared, but in the face of absolute strength, he instantly followed in Yu Canghai's footsteps.
Looking at Zuo Lengchan's corpse.
The scene was utterly silent.
Everyone knew that no one present could withstand a single sword from Yue Buqun.
Whoever stepped forward would die.
Their gazes involuntarily turned towards the highly respected Master Fangzheng and Daoist Chongxu in the martial world.
"Amitabha!"
Master Fangzheng slowly walked out of the crowd and looked at Yue Buqun: "Sect Leader Yue, what exactly did you call us here for today?"
He didn't believe that Yue Buqun truly called them to believe in a god. He probably wanted to annex them and unify the martial world.
"Master Fangzheng, the purpose of my inviting everyone here today is very simple: I want everyone to believe in the God of Primordial Chaos, this great true God!"
"Master Fangzheng believes in the Buddha, but has the Buddha ever manifested? Has he ever given Master Fangzheng or any of his believers even a tiny bit of grace?"
Yue Buqun then looked at Daoist Chongxu: "Daoist Chongxu, it's the same for you. Have the deities you believe in ever paid attention to you? Do they truly exist?"
Daoist Chongxu: "Sect Leader Yue, then can the God of Primordial Chaos you believe in grant you grace and manifest?"
"That's right, as long as you can make the God of Primordial Chaos manifest, what's wrong with us believing in him?"
"Exactly, exactly!"
"If you want us to believe in the God of Primordial Chaos, he must be able to manifest!"
One by one, the martial artists loudly echoed.
They had seen many deities, but none had ever truly manifested.
They were all false.
"As I, Yue, said before, my advancement to Xiantian was a gift from my God!"
Yue Buqun smiled slightly, this was the effect he wanted, and continued:
"I know you don't believe it, so today, in front of everyone, I will invite the great God of Primordial Chaos to manifest, to show you the difference between a true God and a false God!"
"This humble Daoist awaits!"
Daoist Chongxu's expression was neither joyful nor sorrowful. He wanted to see what tricks Yue Buqun could pull.
"Amitabha."
Master Fangzheng clasped his hands together, equally curious.
"Everyone, do you see this altar? This is for sacrificing to my God. Later, everyone will pray with me and you will be able to receive divine grace and break through your cultivation!"
Yue Buqun's words caused another uproar among the crowd.
Praying would grant divine grace?
He's fooling ghosts.
Why don't you just ascend to heaven directly?
"Believe it or not!"
After dropping that remark, Yue Buqun no longer paid attention to the noisy crowd and walked directly to the altar in the center of the martial arts plaza.
He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with anticipation, and instructed Linghu Chong behind him:
"Bring the offerings!"
"Yes, Master!"
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