In the eyes of the gods, there are no subordinates—
Only believers.
Tianshan Tonglao nodded vaguely, not fully understanding the doctrines and tenets of the Eternal Faith.
Murong Fu, however, recognized her as a valuable talent.
He brought her into the palace, explaining the faith's principles as they walked.
As for Dali's royal family?
They had effectively ceased to exist.
Duan Zhengming had completely surrendered his will to the gods, dedicating himself wholly to their service.
Upon returning to the palace, he discovered a golden dragon coiling in the air above the room.
"What is this…?"
He stepped forward. As his hand brushed against it, he realized—
It was a Golden Dragon of National Destiny, catalyzed by divine power.
The stronger the dragon, the stronger the nation of Dali.
No—such a precious artifact must be offered to the gods at once!
He rushed off to inform the High Priest immediately.
Meanwhile… In the Multiverse Chat Group
User: Young Master Murong uploaded a new video.
The group exploded with reactions:
Li Er:
"Bro, you're showing off again! Not cool, not cool at all. despise.jpg"
Young Master Murong:
"⊙﹏⊙ When have I ever shown off? I'm just sharing! Seriously, I don't know what you guys are doing all day…"
Ninja Scientist:
"What do you mean?! Explain yourself, now!"
Chu Dashan:
"Yeah, I don't get it either. It looks like the same sacrifice as before."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Same. I didn't see anything different."
Tanjiro:
"+1"
At first glance, the video didn't seem any different.
The divine descent appeared to be the same as previous ones.
What was he trying to tell them?
Only Monkey D. Dragon watched it several times and began piecing things together.
"This… this isn't a normal sacrifice. It's a national sacrifice!"
He frantically scrolled through the group's previous sacrifice videos, cold sweat breaking across his forehead.
"Just as I thought… the scale of the offering directly affects the reward granted."
Back then, the first to offer worship was Orochimaru.
He built a wooden altar—small, simple. Even so, he received the grace of the gods.
Next, he used an entire ninja village as his altar.
The scale grew, and so did the divine reward.
Others followed suit.
The more people who participated in the offering, the greater the divine blessing.
But then… what about Tanjiro and the others?
They only had a few dozen people.
Chu Dashan had just one man and a cow…
After further rewatching, Long understood the deeper principle.
Pirates of the Caribbean:
"Don't keep us in suspense. Out with it. We're all envoys here."
For Peace (Monkey D. Dragon):
"I think I understand what Young Master Murong meant. I rewatched the sacrifice footage and had a realization…"
Young Master Murong:
"⊙⊙ You finally get it! I didn't remind you for nothing!"
For Peace:
"Yes. Let me explain."
"There are multiple grades of sacrifice in the teachings of the Eternal God—living sacrifices, blood sacrifices, spiritual sacrifices."
"There are also levels of altar construction."
"Even the offerings themselves are classified."
"But let me ask you one thing: Why do we make sacrifices to the gods in the first place?"
The group fell silent.
Yes…
Why do we sacrifice?
It wasn't something anyone had ever questioned deeply before.
The answer, at face value, was simple:
Sacrifice is a ceremony. A way to present offerings and seek divine favor.
It existed across countless worlds and civilizations.
For Peace:
"But in my view, the altar is not just a place of worship—it's a beacon. A way to send a message to the gods."
"Through the altar, we broadcast our sincerity. We tell the gods: Here we are. We need your help."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Very well said. That's incredibly insightful!"
Li Er:
"Brother Dragon's wisdom is scary sometimes."
Young Master Murong:
"⊙⊙ I didn't even think of it that deeply…"
Tanjiro:
"???"
Chu Dashan:
"Wait, what does all this mean?!"
Young Master Murong:
"I just thought it was annoying to ask for the god's help every time something small happened… so when I conquered a kingdom, I made a national sacrifice instead."
"I called it a National Festival. I used the power of an entire country to worship the god."
"And boom—I became a Three-Star Priest and ascended as a Sword Immortal."
For Peace:
"What?! You became a Three-Star Priest and job-changed?! I want to punch you!!"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Your speed is insane! I joined before you, and I'm still at One-Star! But I'll be in Miaojiang soon… when I conquer it, I'm holding a national sacrifice too!"
Chu Dashan:
"Damn it… one leap and you've soared to the heavens. I'm choking on lemons here. Just wait! I'm going to sacrifice all of China next!"
Tanjiro:
"Envy +1"
Pirates of the Caribbean:
"I've taken over four islands already. Might as well prepare a Hundred-Island Offering when I return."
The chat group exploded with excitement.
The title of Three-Star Priest was currently the highest known tier.
And Murong Fu was the first to reach it.
Everyone understood the implication:
The higher the title, the more terrifying the divine techniques you could unlock.
Young Master Murong:
"I'm just explaining things! I'm not trying to flex, okay? @For Peace — please continue, I'm kneeling here."
For Peace:
"Fine, since you're being sincere."
"According to divine teaching, sincerity is power. Sincerity is Spirit."
"This was said by the Eternal God Himself."
"That's why Tanjiro was able to revive his entire family."
"It's why Chu Dashan's world was transformed—tens of thousands lifted from their suffering and restored to life."
"Chu used Blood Sacrifice—offering thousands of animals and reshaping terrain itself. It was literally a Sacrifice to Heaven, Earth, Mountains, and Rivers."
Chu Dashan:
"Yeah… I thought my altar was too small and I didn't have the right materials, so I went all out."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Makes sense. Terrain-based altars are definitely higher tier than handmade ones."
For Peace:
"Exactly. The better the altar, the more power the gods can send to us. It's not about the gods being unwilling—it's that too much divine force might overload the world!"
Chu Dashan: "666… I never thought of all that."
For Peace:
"What about Murong Fu's situation? A single nation has millions of citizens. Do you realize how much faith energy that provides?"
The group fell silent.
A blood sacrifice… combined with the faith of millions?
No wonder Murong Fu had been promoted to a Three-Star Envoy.
It all made sense now.
With such a massive population base contributing belief and devotion, it was only natural.
For Peace:
"Still feeling jealous? Still feeling sour?"
Pirates of the Caribbean:
"Say no more! I'm going all-out and invading England this month. I'm going to spread the gospel!"
Older Li (Li Shimin):
"I'm not envious… just curious. Brother Murong, could you share how you obtained your current Sword Immortal profession? Enlighten us all…"
As a fellow practitioner of the imperial sword path, Li Shimin naturally wanted to understand the difference between a Two-Star Envoy like himself and a Three-Star Envoy.
As for envy?
He didn't feel it.
After all, he had conquered the Pegasus Ranch, subdued its beautiful landlady, and secured an alliance with Lingnan.
If it weren't for the Sui Emperor escaping with his army, he'd already be sitting on the imperial throne.
Dali had only a few million citizens.
But the Central Plains? Tens of millions.
When I make my move, it will be absolute.
A temporary lead meant little.
Murong Fu saw Li Shimin use an honorific, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
Once, he had been the one groveling—calling others by name, lowering himself.
Now, they were addressing him with respect.
As expected, power is the truest proof of worth.
Young Master Murong:
"I haven't tested my full strength yet. Right now, the affairs of the church are more important. A group of people came to cause trouble earlier, but after witnessing divine power, they surrendered. I estimate tens of thousands have joined."
"As for the Sword Immortal profession—it was a gift from the gods. At the time, I was given a choice of three Dao Fruits: Martial Path, Alchemy Path, and Sword Path."
"I chose Sword Immortal. Once cultivated to its peak, one slash can split a mountain thousands of meters tall."
Tanjiro:
"Thousands of meters?! That's insane! Big bro, take me with you next time!"
Chu Xuanfeng frowned slightly as he read the chat.
Split a mountain that tall?
Didn't sound that impressive.
He could already do that.
Is that really the power of a Three-Star Divine Envoy? Can't be…
Then, a divine message appeared in the chat:
God of Eternity:
"Don't be misled. As of now, Murong Fu's strength is enough to destroy the moon."
Tanjiro:
"…Wait—what? The moon?!"
Li Shimin:
"The moon in the sky?! You can destroy that?! My god…"
Pirates of the Caribbean:
"…"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"To shatter the moon with a single strike… That's the true power of a Three-Star Envoy."
Chu Xuanfeng, who had just been doubting, went speechless.
So I actually have no idea how strong he is…
One sword… can destroy the moon?
That's a planetary-level attack.
Chu Dashan:
"My god's standards are insane. If I sacrifice all of China, can I become a Five-Star Envoy?!"
God of Eternity:
"I dislike people who speak without thinking."
Tanjiro:
"Hahahaha!"
Li Shimin:
"Bro, you sound ridiculous. @Chu Dashan—just focus on your path, don't aimlessly chase stars…"
Young Master Murong:
"My Lord, I have something to report."
God of Eternity:
"Speak."
Young Master Murong:
"Since your departure, the former Emperor Duan Zhengming brought me a golden dragon. He claims it's the Dragon of National Luck, supposedly manifested after the earth's ley lines absorbed divine energy. What should we do with it?"
Dragon of Luck?
Such a phenomenon was rare and unexpected.
Liu Che chuckled at the mention.
This world of dragons and mysticism had its charm after all.
Qi luck—usually considered intangible—was seldom visible or touchable in most worlds.
That's why gods typically relied on believers to seize it indirectly.
But this time?
A Dragon of Luck had literally materialized.
This was a first—even for him.
He had only read about it in ancient scriptures.
A tangible dragon of luck was a priceless treasure.
God of Eternity:
"Nurture it well. Use it to conquer other nations. Let it devour their national fortune—and grow stronger in the process!"