Divine Miracle: Today, I Attain the Innate Realm

His conscience wouldn't allow him to commit such a heinous crime, nor would it allow him to slaughter the tens of millions of people in the Land of Exotic Treasures.

Then.

Zhang Fusheng made an even bolder and more audacious decision!

"Since, as Miss Mingyue said, this place may one day be able to be integrated into my divine realm."

"Since only living people and Flawless Soul can give birth to 'incense offerings'."

"Then why don't I make them all my followers?"

This thought arose.

Then.

This led to the magnificent sight of the Great Sun Illuminating Heaven, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

Like the gentle rain of early spring, falling amidst the bewildered gazes of tens of millions,

The earth trembled, and then something emerged from nothingness!

It's a stone statue.

Or rather, idols.

It was a towering statue, thousands of feet tall, solemn and dignified, exuding an aura of immortality.

Its face is indistinct, yet it stands on the earth, under the gaze of all.

Wei Lingzhu noticed that her master's face seemed a little pale.

Fortunately, Zhang Fusheng is no longer the same person he used to be.

Otherwise, one could visualize a towering statue of a god, imbued with the Immortal Thought that have permeated heaven and earth, and then refine it from a fake to a real one.

This level of exhaustion, in the past, would have drained him completely!

Even now, he is not doing well; a wave of exhaustion washes over him.

In deathly silence.

"Who is it?" It was the woman, the woman holding the unconscious child, who asked softly.

The Golden Great Sun shimmered, and the young man seated upon it, resembling a god, spoke gently:

"The Central Extreme Cult Master."

"The Great Emperor of the Underworld."

"Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate".

The woman was bewildered, holding her child high, unconsciously repeating what she was saying, then staggered out of the crowd and knelt down with a thud.

She kowtowed to the enormous statue, again and again, each time with all her might, drawing bright red blood from the Exotic Earth.

"Please, Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate, save my child!"

The woman is praying.

All eyes turned to the colossal statue, towering thousands of feet high. The statue's face was blurry and indistinct, yet it seemed as if its eyes were open.

The young man, seated calmly atop the Golden Ancient Chariot, spoke:

"Anyone suffering from plague, disease, or illness shall kowtow thirty-six times."

Of the tens of millions of people, nearly half suffer from disease.

They tentatively knelt down and tentatively kowtowed.

After thirty-six kowtows.

The statue, whose eyes were already open, suddenly spoke!

"The common people suffer."

The statue sighed softly, and a vast, resounding Dao Sound arose:

"Do all those afflicted by the epidemic wish for its complete eradication?"

It spoke, its solemn voice resounding throughout the entire Land of Exotic Treasures, and none could refute it.

The next instant.

A child who had fainted from a high fever opened his eyes; an elderly person with terminal cancer suddenly felt relieved; and someone who had been suffering from a long-term illness stood up.

Countless people, countless ailments, all vanished at this moment!!

Everyone gasped in astonishment and rushed to bow before the Myriad Blades Divine Statue.

Zhang Fusheng watched all of this quietly.

He just essentially 'bought' all the diseases; as for the price he paid?

The Contract Book cooled down in one go—a hundred years.

If it's not a hundred years, then it's the upper limit.

Then, now.

The statue suddenly spoke:

"Earth."

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, fertile soil suddenly appeared out of thin air on some scorched, Exotic Earth, covering it!

"Forest."

One by one, flowers, grasses, and trees emerged from the fertile soil.

"Crops"

Accompanied by the majestic sound of the statue, large quantities of crops appeared and grew, and Zhang Fusheng's face had turned deathly pale.

Every time the statue speaks, corresponding things appear on earth: rivers, mountains, clouds, and rain.

Zhang Fusheng was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Of these things, only 'crops' were created through his refining of the fake and the real; the rest—fertile soil, mountains, rivers, forests, etc.—were not.

These were all plague demons hiding in the mountains Golden City, carrying thirty-one Grandmaster-level skeletons, which they had dug up.

Zhang Fusheng used his divine sense as the central hub, the Helplessness Bridge as the means of transportation, and the divine realm as the transit point to move and bring together mountains and rivers to this place.

But from the perspective of these tens of millions of people...

These are clearly statues of gods created out of thin air!

If this isn't God, then what is God?

Countless people knelt down, on the ground, they kowtowed, they shouted!

"The Central Extreme Cult Master! The Great Emperor of the Underworld! The Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate!"

They may not be very devout, and they may not be able to produce genuine incense offerings.

But at least, there was a beginning.

Amidst the shouts, Zhang Fusheng, following the method described by the Miss Mingyue, quietly imprinted his spiritual mark on the Land of Exotic Treasures.

He strummed his five fingers in the air, creating strange rhythms and performing a special Art of Prayer.

"I beseech the True Lord Mingyue Cifa, who is of the same rank Ruler of the World and the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals, to grant me an imperial decree to protect and safeguard the peace of this region."

His prayers reached the starry sky and the ears of the Miss Mingyue.

The attendant of the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals solemnly nodded, a dot of cinnabar between his brows emitting a faint glow.

"Allow."

The imperial decree has been issued.

As the disciple of the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals, Mingyue was originally a [Earthly Deity], and even had the qualifications to be conferred a lower-ranking [earth deity].

Zhang Fusheng's thoughts gradually became connected with the entire Land of Exotic Treasures.

He only needs to reach the Celestial Person Realm again, breaking through the Great Limit of his divine realm for the second time—and then he can bring this place into the divine realm!

Looking at the countless crawling figures, a smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng's face.

Everything is accomplished.

Golden City.

Cui Qingyi's brows furrowed tightly:

"Ten cities, ten small worlds, all vanished? What does that mean?"

An elder from the Cui family shook his head:

"Literally, according to information obtained from the Investigation Bureau, the Investigation Bureau itself is now in complete disarray, and even the Governor-General is reportedly astonished."

After pausing for a moment, he continued:

"There are reports that four deputy directors of the Investigation Bureau personally went to the site and discovered that the ten enormous vortexes that swallowed the Ten Directions Bubbles all seemed to lead to an unknown, silent place, perhaps related to a certain cult?"

Cui Qingyi stroked her chin thoughtfully:

Should we intervene?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, calculating the time. The Old Master should be arriving in Shuangcheng soon, or perhaps he is currently facing the bizarre vortex.

Another elder from the Cui family shook his head:

"The commotion is too great, and the ancestors' condition is deteriorating day by day. It's best not to get involved."

After pausing for a moment, he continued:

"If you ask me, since we've already decided to take over Chongyang City first, let's focus on that. One Chongyang is far more important than ten lower-level cities combined."

Many members of the Cui Lineage nodded in agreement, unwilling to create any further complications at this juncture.

"The turmoil of the Double Ninth Festival is about to subside."

The Old Patriarch of the Cui family lightly tapped his dragon-headed cane and spoke with a weathered voice:

"Let's collect the Double Ninth Festival first. According to the information I received from the Research Institute, the Dimensional Convergence Point is expected to open no later than February 9th."

"Before that, we must have complete control over Chongyang."

He looked around, and apart from Cui Qingyi, everyone else who met his gaze lowered their heads.

"It is likely that Celestial Person from all religions and sects will descend upon Chongyang in advance to take control of Chongyang and set up a grand formation."

Everyone responded, and an elder from the Cui family suggested:

"Chongyang is currently under martial law, but we've heard that none of the Trio Arbitration Committee are willing to step down. Perhaps we should resort to some force."

After a moment of contemplation, the Old Patriarch of the Cui family finally made his decision:

"First Branch Second Branch, in half a month, after Chongyang has fully recovered and stabilized, you should go there in person."

The Cui family has Third Branch, and the eldest and second eldest are both at the [Innate Great Realm].

"Of course we will obey Father's orders." The two old men nodded and bowed to the head of the family.

The Old Patriarch reminded him:

"We must be careful in everything we do. Various cults will not let this opportunity pass by, and they will probably send someone ahead of time to take control of the situation."

"In addition."

After pausing for a moment, the Old Patriarch said calmly:

"This matter should still be handled by Qingyi. You two are of a higher generation than her and have higher cultivation levels, but you still have to obey her orders, understand?"

All eyes turned to Cui Qingyi, who stood quietly in the corner.

After a moment of silence.

The First Branch and the Second Branch nodded in unison:

"That's how it should be."

Land of Exotic Treasures.

With trees, there were rivers, and there were crops.

Among tens of millions of people, there are all sorts of talented and extraordinary individuals.

Some were felling trees, others were harvesting crops, and still others, including martial artists, were going into the mountains to hunt the wild beasts that had also fallen from the vortex.

Everything went from chaos to order.

In the crowd.

"I don't understand," Yu Chengzong said, bewildered. "What exactly is going on with that statue?"

Li Qiuhua shook her head blankly:

"Did Fusheng worship an Evil God?"

Yu Chengzong spoke softly:

"But have you ever seen Evil God who has cured diseases for tens of millions of people and brought blessings to tens of millions of people?"

Li Qiuhua fell silent.

The two subconsciously gazed at the towering statue, at the blurry human figure on the Golden Great Sun.

At this time.

Zhang Fusheng leaned wearily against the ancient chariot, glancing sideways as he said:

Are you confused?

Wei Lingzhu nodded gently, then shook her head slightly. She whispered:

"I don't understand these things."

Zhang Fusheng chuckled.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Lingzhu asked again:

"Master, are we stuck here?"

"I can go out, and I can take some people with me—but only a few at most."

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his temples:

"That's why I invoked a miracle; otherwise, with tens of millions of people, I'm afraid ninety percent would have died within a few days."

Wei Lingzhu listened quietly and nodded seriously:

"Master, your merits are immeasurable."

After thinking for a moment, she added:

"This Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate, is also immeasurably virtuous."

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"I'll take you and your brother out of here later, but remember, what happened here must not be told to anyone."

"Master, I understand." Wei Lingzhu nodded earnestly.

Zhang Fusheng silently nodded, having already made his decision. As he left, Wei Qingshan and the Old Fisherman...

He even had to buy all the memories related to his Uncle Yu and Aunt Li.

It's not that I don't believe it, it's just to be on the safe side.

But he intends to preserve Wei Lingzhu's memories.

If this leads to the information being leaked, I might get into some trouble, but it won't be a big problem.

Similarly, he can also see his eldest disciple clearly.

If it hasn't been leaked, that would be even better.

Exhausted, Zhang Fusheng's expression shifted; it was Shen Baobao praying to the High Heaven Token.

With a slight thought, Star Beast Meat appeared in his hand, which he devoured in large mouthfuls until the Contract Book's century-long cooldown period expired.

Only then did he manipulate the True Person to descend upon Shen Baobao, and through a series of transactions, reveal two hundred and ten years of her spiritual cultivation past.

In return, he gained three hundred years of cultivation.

Actually, it was originally intended to provide three hundred years of spiritual cultivation, but...

Of the transactions between members of the Gaotian Association, 50% must be handed over to the government.

As for the transactions of the members of Above High Heaven, they handed over 30% – and this 30% naturally ended up back in Zhang Fusheng's pocket.

The cost of three hundred years became two hundred and ten years.

"We could try lighting a fourth fire, or even..."

"He has proven his innate nature."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at the strange Peach Tree of Immortality in the distance, which clearly looked like something had happened.

This Exotic Earth, teeming with life, was probably nourished by the Peach Tree of Immortality.

There, there is also the South Heaven Gate, the plaque of the Miro Heavenly Palace, and a scroll painted by Zhen Yuanzi himself.

Unfortunately, it's inaccessible—there seems to be a great terror involved.

It's unclear whether it came from that slumbering Celestial Person or from that eerie Peach Tree of Immortality.

He closed his eyes, and his three hundred years of cultivation merged with his own.

Three hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye.

[In the 107th year, I finally took the final step; the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire and earth ignited.]

The fourth fire was lit silently, and all 360 acupoints on the body shone brightly.

[In the third hundred years, I have reached the true limit in the realm of commodities. The four furnaces are burning extremely brightly, and my whole being is like a furnace.]

Now, I only have one last step left.

[Truly breaking through the Great Limit the mind - the ultimate leap]

On the Golden Ancient Chariot.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes. Four flames burned quietly in his Ancestral Aperture between his eyebrows. He was only one step away from the Innate Realm.

Then, one can temporarily leave this place and return to the Double Ninth Festival.

Double Ninth Festival – it's been a long time since we last celebrated it.

He rose from his Golden Ancient Chariot, looking down upon the vast land and the tens of millions of people.

"Now is the time for me to prove the innate nature."