Purchasing Marrow-Cleansing Pills

First-Order Lifeforms had already appeared in this opponent's army, but their equipment was poor, consisting entirely of ordinary iron weapons.

Seeing this, Yang Fan actually felt less pressure than before.

After consecutive matches, perhaps because his win rate had remained at 100%, the opponents he encountered began to grow noticeably stronger.

With every victory, Yang Fan also gained dozens of points at a time.

Points: 362. Continue matching?

"Continue," Yang Fan replied firmly.

The scene has been randomly generated as grasslands. The battle begins.

As the Artificial Lifeform's voice fell, Yang Fan's ten thousand elite soldiers arrived in an open area.

Looking at the opposing lineup, Yang Fan's expression gradually turned grave.

Two Second-Order Lifeforms, one hundred First-Order Lifeforms—and just like the wealthy opponent he had faced earlier, every one of them was equipped with F-Grade Weapons.

This is troublesome, Yang Fan thought bitterly.

Not only were their soldiers stronger, but their equipment was better too. How was he supposed to fight this?

There was no such thing as surrender in the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle. Since death brought no losses anyway, Yang Fan could only grit his teeth and press on.

If he encountered such a force during the major exams at No. 1 High School, Yang Fan would not hesitate to turn around and run.

"Shield soldiers, advance! Flank them from both wings! Archers, get ready!"

"The enemy vanguard is too dangerous! Everyone, hold the line!"

"Raise your spears and throw them!"

After long-term drills with the Myriad Spirits Return-to-Origin Array, Yang Fan's troops had developed seamless coordination. In every clash, they relied on the formation to minimize their losses.

Seeing this, Yang Fan looked somewhat surprised. The outcome was far better than he had expected.

Yang Fan held his breath and did not issue a divine decree. Under the effects of his Evolution Talent, the generals stationed at the formation nodes now understood the Myriad Spirits Return-to-Origin Array no less deeply than he did.

Yang Fan did not want to become an incompetent commander who exhausted his entire army.

The opposing God was likewise drenched in sweat.

"What is going on? I thought this would be easy points. I never expected this guy to understand the Myriad Spirits Return-to-Origin Array so deeply. This is troublesome." On the second floor of a luxurious villa on another planet, a man wearing a virtual helmet frowned tightly.

Both armies continued to slaughter each other, and five hundred men fell.

In the final clash, Yang Fan's army could no longer hold on due to the gap in weapons and strength, collapsing to the ground.

Battle failed. Points -1. Current points: 361. Win rate: 97.2%. Continue matching?

"Not continuing." Yang Fan shook his head and exited the Virtual World.

Yang Fan opened the rankings for the Luo Family Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle.

No. 324: Yang Fan, Second-Grade Genius, 361 points, 97.2% win rate

Yang Fan did not feel much about this result.

"If all my soldiers could be equipped with F-Grade Weapons, defeating that guy just now should have been easy," Yang Fan muttered.

This Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle had also helped Yang Fan understand his own strengths and weaknesses.

With his Evolution Talent, his believers' understanding of formations far surpassed that of people their age. However, because he had not invested many treasures into improving their aptitude, their strength was still somewhat lacking compared to the geniuses of major families.

Weapons were equally important during the early stages of Divine Kingdom development, but Yang Fan was unwilling to spend hundreds of millions of Faith Points equipping his believers. For him now, there were simply too many places that required money.

This time, Yang Fan had risen directly from around rank two thousand to the three hundreds, accumulating nearly one hundred million Faith Points. The funds had already been automatically transferred from the Luo Family's corporate account into his Divine Kingdom.

Especially after entering the top thousand, every advance of one hundred ranks rewarded him with a subsidy of more than ten million Faith Points.

Yang Fan had to admit that the money of major families was easy to earn.

Faith Points: 10,000 (Daily Faith Points provided: 8.1)

"Now that I have plenty of funds, what should I spend this money on?" Yang Fan fell into thought.

Just then, notification sounds began ringing nonstop from his wristwatch.

"Old Yang, that trash Luo Mingxuan is spouting nonsense again. Hurry up and check the group chat." Li Shuhao kept sending messages.

Yang Fan frowned at this, a trace of disgust flashing through his eyes.

Inside the Genius Chat Group.

"I'm dying of laughter. I thought Yang Fan had some talent. The Luo Family invested so much in him, and I thought his strength would soar. Who would have thought he only has a little over three hundred points?"

"With talent like that, if he weren't a live-in son-in-law, he'd barely qualify as a Third-Tier Genius in the Luo Family."

"We need to be stricter with the group reviews in the future. We can't just let any stray cat or dog into the group."

Among the more than one hundred people in the group, only Luo Mingxuan kept posting nonstop.

No one else was stupid. Whether they agreed with Luo Mingxuan or thought he had gone too far, no one spoke in the group at that moment.

It had nothing to do with them, so there was no need to get involved in someone else's conflict over some baseless matter.

"We don't have any deep grudge between us. Don't provoke me," Yang Fan sent.

"Finally got a reaction. I thought you had no temper at all."

"So what if I provoke you?"

"If you have the guts, apply for the Divine Kingdom Battlefield and fight me for real. If I don't slaughter all your believers, I won't be surnamed Luo!"

Seeing the other side grow more and more worked up, acting like a typical spoiled rich kid, Yang Fan could not be bothered to respond any further and directly closed the chat group.

Elsewhere, seeing that Yang Fan had not responded, Luo Mingxuan despised him even more.

"You country bumpkin, you dare steal my woman? Once you graduate from university, I'll send troops to raid your Divine Kingdom," Luo Mingxuan spat.

If students' Divine Kingdoms were not protected by Federation law, Luo Mingxuan would have loved to locate Yang Fan's Divine Kingdom coordinates and deal with him immediately.

In the real world, Yang Fan took a deep breath. "I won't use these Faith Points to buy fixed assets this time. I'll strengthen my believers first. I'm still too weak right now."

Luo Mingxuan's mockery had also made Yang Fan realize something.

Keeping a low profile all the time only invited others to walk all over him.

Yang Fan opened the marketplace and found the pills he had looked over countless times before.

Marrow-Cleansing Pill x1. Price: 10,000 Faith Points. Produced by a Cultivation Divine Kingdom belonging to a Third-Order God. Can greatly improve the aptitude of Mortal believers.

Seller's note: The first dose has the most obvious effect. Its effectiveness will decrease substantially afterward, so consecutive use is not recommended.

These pills had been recommended in the group by Tie Feng of the Smiths' Association, and many people had agreed with him.

Yang Fan took a deep breath. This time, he decided to go big and directly spent one hundred million to purchase ten thousand Marrow-Cleansing Pills.

That ten-thousand-man elite force was currently the strongest and most naturally gifted group in his Divine Kingdom, making them the perfect recipients for these pills.

Once his believers became stronger, reaching the top hundred in the Luo Family Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle should be possible. At that point, he might even earn another hundred million Faith Points.

Yang Fan decided to take a gamble. Even if he could not break into the top hundred, he still had to rank above Luo Mingxuan. Otherwise, that fly's constant buzzing would be far too annoying.

After the Marrow-Cleansing Pills arrived, Yang Fan immediately loaded them into his Divine Kingdom and issued a divine decree ordering the ten thousand people who had fought today to take them.

Under Yang Fan's observation, after taking the Marrow-Cleansing Pills, those believers began convulsing in agony. Their skin cracked and seeped traces of blood, while their bones emitted a series of cracking sounds.

Though the sight was terrifying, as a God, Yang Fan could sense that their aptitude was changing at a rate visible to the naked eye.