All Gods Manifest, Respectfully Invite the Dao Ancestor (34)

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Bamboo forest.

The aroma of tea wafts upwards.

"Old Su, you've been hiding quite well. No wonder I've been searching for you for a month and still couldn't find you."

The Golden Armored Being gave a forced smile and took a sip of hot tea.

Su Qiansuan spoke calmly:

"Alright, let's get straight to the point. I overheard your conversation with Brother Zhang—it seems you're not as loyal to the Federation as you think."

The Golden Armored Being pursed its lips, then spoke softly:

"I am one of the masters of the Federation, what does 'loyalty' mean?"

"Why deceive yourself?" Su Qiansuan sneered, "You've toiled and served for tens of thousands of years, yet you haven't received a single divine herb, and the Heavenly Throne has never been yours. And you actually consider yourself the master of the Federation?"

The Golden Armored Being fell silent.

Beside him, Zhang Fusheng quietly sipped his premium Calming Tea, having already drunk several cups, his breath filled with its Pure Qi —why not drink it if you can?

Didn't you see the Golden Armored Being drinking it all up?

This thing is probably more valuable than I imagined.

Just as Zhang Fusheng drank his tenth cup of Calming Tea,

Su Qiansuan finally couldn't hold back any longer. She silently removed the teapot, and said with a slight toothache:

"Brother Zhang, this seems to be just an illusory avatar, not your true self. Why are you drinking so much?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled kindly:

"I'm restless and filled with Malevolent Energy; I need to calm down and clear my mind."

Su Qiansuan's lips twitched.

The three of them fell silent for a moment.

For a long time.

Su Qiansuan broke the silence once again:

"Brother Zhang, All Gods behind you really planning to create a new cult?"

Zhang Fusheng's mind raced, and he calmly said:

"I do have that plan."

Su Qiansuan paused for a moment, then spoke softly:

"If it can truly become a legitimate religion, it might indeed develop into a giant religion."

Jin Jia couldn't help but speak up:

"Just how many deities are behind Young Friend Zhang?"

Su Qiansuan also turned her gaze towards him.

After a brief moment of Zhang Fusheng:

"Then let me show it to you all."

Without making a sound, he reached out and gently tapped the void, creating ripples in the air. The tapping sound carried a special Daoist rhythm.

The next second, he transformed a phantom altar into something real.

It cast a dazzling light, within which a blurry, illusory image also appeared.

The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan looked over, their expressions hardening.

The phantom image was clearly in the starry sky.

And in that starry sky, a carriage was suspended in mid-air, and a fair, jade-like hand lifted the curtain of the carriage.

A blurry figure could be vaguely seen.

The figure had clearly also seen the situation through the altar:

"Young Master Zhang."

A gentle voice drifted in, followed by a strange spectacle bursting forth from the carriage.

It was a vast 'field' where celestial fruits, as small as infants, were planted.

"Planting herbs!" The Golden Armored Being changed slightly. "A powerful being."

Zhang Fusheng seemed lost in thought. He had observed the Miss Mingyue from a high-dimensional perspective, noting that she had Ginseng Fruit growing in her heart—was this what they called cultivating medicine?

It sounds like a symbol of great power?

Recalling what Su Qiansuan had just heard, he mocked the Golden Armored Being for not having obtained a single divine herb in countless years.

He had a vague idea in his mind—that at the level of great power, one needed to plant a so-called divine medicine within oneself.

After much deliberation, Zhang Fusheng said gently:

"Miss Mingyue, this is what happened. This is a deity from the capital."

He briefly recounted the cause and effect, and both the Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan seemed to be deep in thought.

Both deities keenly noticed the way the 'Young Friend Zhang' and the powerful being in the starry sky addressed each other.

Young Master Zhang, Miss Mingyue.

This doesn't resemble a subordinate relationship at all.

Beyond the starry sky, the Miss Mingyue listened quietly to the narration, then spoke calmly:

"Being affiliated with the Federation Orthodox Church is tantamount to having permission to openly and on a large scale preach, which is indeed of great benefit to the gods."

"Especially for the gods who occupy the heavenly position."

She was subtly reminding Zhang Fusheng.

Zhang Fusheng understood, and his fingers tapped lightly in the air again, producing another dazzling light that revealed a blurry figure.

The gazes of the Miss Mingyue and the two deities turned in that direction.

In the interplay of light and shadow, a majestic figure can be seen, his face blurred, but behind him floats a blue lotus.

As the blue lotus sways, it seems to reflect the mountains and rivers, accompanied by an extremely heavy sense of oppression!

"The Azure Emperor?!" Miss Mingyue exclaimed. The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan sat up straight and gazed at the 'deity' who was called the Azure Emperor.

They were terrified. Although they didn't know the cultivation level of that [Azure Emperor], he was clearly at the Great Celestial Realm—which proved how terrifying he was.

The highest position in the celestial realm is not so easy to hold.

"The third one," Zhang Fusheng's light voice came, "Please, Your Holiness."

As the words fell, the altar once again shone with brilliant light, and this time, the phantom of an ancient Buddha appeared.

The Buddha sat quietly in meditation, then suddenly opened his eyes. Su Qiansuan, Miss Mingyue, and the golden-armored figure...

To everyone's astonishment, a majestic and awe-inspiring sacred mountain could be glimpsed in the Buddha's eyes!

"Kunlun," the Miss Mingyue murmured absentmindedly.

Zhang Fusheng remained calm and composed. To maintain appearances, he forcibly added the Emperor Tang and his own true form to the list—and the effect was quite good.

The Emperor Tang's Azure Emperor Heavenly Position and Kunlun Mountain in his own eyes had clearly intimidated the golden-armored man and Old Su.

"Fourth."

Amidst the low murmur, a new phantom appeared on the altar. The Miss Mingyue looked at it through the light and shadow, and suddenly lowered her head.

"The Central Extreme Cult Master," she said with reverence.

The magnificent imperial palace, illuminated by this ray of dazzling light, was none other than the imposing Imperial Shadow!

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being were shaken—not because of the [Central Extreme Cult Master's ] great majesty and intense oppressive aura,

Furthermore, it was because of that powerful being known as [Mingyue].

That powerful being was clearly extremely respectful.

An existence that can command the utmost respect from a powerful being

The Golden Armored Being became somewhat nervous, suddenly realizing that the 'bargaining chips' it had offered earlier seemed rather insignificant.

"Fifth place."

Zhang Fusheng stood up and bowed to the altar in front of everyone. In another illusory scene illuminated by dazzling light and shadow, the Miss Mingyue rose from the carriage.

The next instant.

A Dao Palace.

A Dao Palace, beyond the limits of comprehension, which one could gaze upon at one moment and forget the next, emerged in a dazzling light.

The gates of the Dao Palace quietly opened, and the Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan looked over.

They saw the flowing chaotic mist, a seated, blurry figure, and the layers of dark universes floating around the other.

The great being in the fog seemed to have opened its eyes, as if gazing into the distance.

The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan involuntarily lowered their heads.

A chill ran through their hearts.

It felt like when I was still a grandmaster or Great Grandmaster, gazing upon a True God!

High and infinite, too high to look directly at, impossible to fathom.

The bamboo forest was deathly silent.

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being had stood up at some point, and were now bowing their heads towards the great being in the Dao Palace.

Zhang Xiaoyou's soft voice also rang out at this moment.

"Heavenly Venerable One, the Golden Armored Being begs for the Heavenly Throne."

Silence, silence.

The Golden Armored Being heard the ethereal Dao Sound, which seemed to be descending from an infinite height.

"You decide."

The terrifying being known as the Celestial Venerable left behind only this one sentence before disappearing from the altar's light and shadow along with the Dao Palace.

That terrifying, towering sense of oppression also dissipated.

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then were suddenly horrified.

They discovered that they couldn't remember what the Dao Palace looked like at all.

That Dao Palace was so high that even thoughts, ideas, and emotions could not reach it!

In dead silence.

Zhang Fusheng bowed to the Miss Mingyue:

"Miss Mingyue, if a righteous religion were established, would you be willing to join it and become a goddess?"

The voice of the Miss Mingyue echoed from the starry sky through the altar:

I am terrified!

She was truly terrified.

The more you know, the more you understand, the more awe you will feel.

With the Azure Emperor, the Central Extreme Cult Master, and

Lord Taiqing, a revered deity of the same religious sect?

She felt uneasy, then heard Young Master Zhang's voice coming from the altar:

"Naturally, there is a distinction between primary and secondary, and between high and low."

The Miss Mingyue felt somewhat relieved. After a moment of silence, she said in a low voice:

"If the Dao Ancestor agrees, then there is nothing wrong with it."

"Good."

Zhang Fusheng bowed again, and all the lights and shadows on the altar vanished.

The bamboo grove grew dark again.

He looked at Su Qiansuan and Jin Jia; both deities were still lost in thought.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Fusheng spoke softly:

"The Celestial Venerable said, 'The decision is mine.'"

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being suddenly awoke, both looking towards the Immortal Shadow.

Jin Jia no longer regarded this young friend Zhang as a junior Celestial Person, but instead treated him as an equal.

"So."

The Golden Armored Being cautiously asked:

Who was that just now?

"Celestial Venerable, you can also be called the Dao Ancestor."

Zhang Fusheng spoke calmly:

"He comes from the old world."

The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan paled in shock.

Another long period of silence followed.

Zhang Fusheng said calmly:

"To be honest, I don't know what's needed for the birth of a New Sect, but since the Celestial Venerable has granted me permission to make that decision, then..."

He gazed at the Golden Armored Being, his fingers striking out a mysterious rhythm, and for the last time, a faint light shone from the altar.

The Golden Armored Being instinctively glanced sideways.

He saw that within that faint light, there seemed to be [celestial positions] floating—and not just one!

Zhang Fusheng then waved his hand again, and the light and shadow dissipated, along with the layers of celestial positions that had been reflected—they were meant to be seen, but not touched.

He certainly couldn't possibly hand over the Heavenly Throne to the Golden Armored One at this time.

In any case, we must establish it as an 'orthodox religion' before proceeding.

The best things are always the ones you don't have yet.

The Golden Armored Being took a deep breath:

"Leave everything to me."

He spoke earnestly:

"Within a year—no, six months, or even three months—I will use all the connections I've built up over the years to bring about the birth of a new orthodox church."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at Su Qiansuan, then suddenly said:

"The matter of the Golden Province?"

The Golden Armored Being paused for a moment, its eyes flickering as it recalled the illusory figures it had just witnessed.

A powerful being in the starry sky, the Azure Emperor, the World Honored One, the Central Extreme Cult Master

And there exists that infinitely tall and majestic presence.

He made up his mind and spoke in a low voice:

"With me sitting firmly in the Federation, the independence of our Golden Province will naturally not be a problem."

Without realizing it, 'you' has become 'us'.

The three looked at each other, laughed heartily, drank tea, and discussed philosophy, as if they were old friends. Old Su even brought Ruan Yutu over.

Golden Armor affectionately presented him with a gift, and Ruan Yutu addressed him as Uncle Golden Armor.

Everyone tacitly avoided mentioning what had happened at the Governor's Mansion, as if it had never occurred.

"The name has been decided."

Zhang Fusheng put down his teacup and suddenly spoke:

"But before that, there is one more thing I need to trouble you two with."

The golden-armored man patted his chest heavily:

"Brother Zhang, your business is my business. There's no trouble in that. Just tell me!"