The so-called finishing work was eliminating the sects that had previously been unwilling to join the faith.
Clear them all out.
Ever since Master Cangsong had fought in Southern Xinjiang, then gone to the Northern Territory to slay demons—
The world now—
He had basically flattened it entirely.
As was said in the group—
Zhang Fan had actually been silent for quite a while.
Romance was complete. There were people handling the business.
Simply put—he'd been slacking!
It wasn't until Tanjiro reminded him that Zhang Fan suddenly realized he still had tasks to complete.
At this time—
Zhang Fan and the others had arrived at Fenxiang Valley and delivered the final notice.
"Now that Tianyin Temple has been destroyed... and the Demon Sect has surrendered at the feet of my God's Faith—you, Fenxiang Valley, truly have no shame..."
He stood in the air, looking down with an indifferent expression.
The disciples of Fenxiang Valley who should have fled long ago knelt on the ground one by one, trembling continuously.
It had finally come.
The head and the elders had been wrong. They had been given face but hadn't surrendered in time.
Now they were being called to account.
It would not be so easily resolved!
Zhang Fan let out a low cry and pressed his palm downward.
"No... Lord God, I have something to say... Our school has a treasure to offer..."
"Too late? Huh... it's far too late!"
Whoosh.
He continued pressing the palm downward.
The entire sect was obliterated beneath the golden palm of the Buddha. Only one white fox escaped with her life under Zhang Fan's deliberate control.
The white fox looked at Zhang Fan in horror.
She did not understand why there existed such a terrifying young man.
This strength was far superior to her own. Invincible!
"Little Fox is willing to surrender. I beg my lord to spare me..."
"Huh? You have an unusual fate..."
Fate?
What fate?
Xiaobai was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of Zhang Fan's words.
She saw that the invincible god-man pointed with his fingers—and a picture scroll appeared before everyone.
It depicted a story from long ago: there had been two foxes. One of them had married the King of Ghosts.
The other one had been sealed here.
"So that's how it is... You are the aunt of the Goddess Baguio. That's right... Come with me..."
Xiaobai was stunned at this moment.
Her heart was shaken to its core.
Baguio—Xiao Mo's daughter...
"Where is my sister's daughter?"
"In the Divine Realm. Serving the gods..."
"Don't ask so much. Come with me..."
Zhang Fan took the white fox and headed southeast. Currently he still had to clean up the other sects.
People who were not ruthless could not stand firm.
He had given others opportunities for a long time—as much as a full year.
But there were still people who rejected the grace of God.
Such foolish people deserved to die!
Over the next three days, Xiaobai witnessed Zhang Fan's terror. Every sect met a bloody slaughter.
Forty-six sects.
All were massacred.
Not even a chicken among them was spared.
After finishing all this, Zhang Fan returned to Qingyun with Xiaobai.
Along the way, the white fox asked: "Seeing that your Dharma is so pure—why do you kill without blinking?"
Zhang Fan's wife, Ling'er, sneered and said: "These sects were warned beforehand. The gods work for the stability of the world. But these people were arrogant enough to refuse integration.
They thought they would become slaves.
These people who hinder the development of the world—
They deserved to die!"
Xiaobai fell silent upon hearing this. They had been given nearly a full year.
Yet they continued in chaos.
Only when disaster was imminent did they think to surrender!
When Zhang Fan returned, he found that the Ghost King and Cangsong, who had been away for several months, had already returned.
"When did you come back?"
"In truth, we've been near Qingyun. We wanted to see if you, Master Priest, had forgotten your mission!"
Upon hearing Uncle Cangsong's words—
Zhang Fan's face flushed red with shame.
Ling'er, following behind him, also bowed her head in embarrassment.
Always relying on others truly did not look good.
He heard the Ghost King speak to Zhang Fan earnestly: "If you weren't the Chief Priest, we two old men would have staged a coup. These remaining sects were all left to you deliberately—in order to make you understand a truth.
God's grace is as vast as the sea. But we must not forget our original intention.
When it's time to strike, strike decisively.
Originally, we thought—if you remained immature forever, we would have to take Ling'er away so you could understand the cruelty of this world."
Zhang Fan felt cold upon hearing these words.
He realized he had truly aroused the anger of the people.
After going to the Divine Realm, he estimated he would be severely criticized.
In truth, Liu Che didn't care at all.
After all, Baguio and Xueqi had been blowing such strong pillow-talk on his behalf—he would be embarrassed to punish Zhang Fan.
"I was wrong, both of you gentlemen... I will work hard to make the world stronger in the future. I will never slack off again!"
"Well. The youth can be taught."
After a while—
The crowd gathered before the altar.
Cangsong ignited the fire of the temple. Tens of thousands of temples lit up across the entire world.
They were ready to begin.
He and the Ghost King had finished their work long ago.
It was simply that this boy had been far too slack.
Otherwise, the sacrifice could have been started half a year ago!
Before the altar—
Zhang Fan showed a pious expression and said calmly: "Great God of Eternity, I am your devout believer, Zhang Fan. This time, because of my negligence, the world's promotion rate has slowed. Please forgive me for my slacking..."
He sincerely stated his fault.
And explained the current state of the world.
Zhang Fan was an honest boy who did not know how to lie.
The white fox and the Ghost King naturally knelt on the ground.
They waited silently.
After a long time—
A dazzling divine light lit up in the sky.
It thickened and spread across the heavens.
The world's membrane was slowly opened.
Then—in the mysterious blue starry sky—a hideous beast's head appeared before everyone's eyes.
"This... this is the Water Qilin Spirit Venerable, isn't it?"
Cangsong looked at the familiar face and could not help but exclaim.
Although this ferocious monster was extraordinarily large—
If it were shrunk countless times, wouldn't it be Qingyun's Spirit Venerable?
Upon hearing the words of Priest Cangsong—
Everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. So it was the Spirit Venerable.
What was there to be afraid of, then?
The Spirit came from the oracle—naturally it would not harm them.
The enormous qilin used its divine power to carry the planet on its back and ran toward the Divine Realm.
Countless streamers passed before people's eyes.
It was only a moment's effort.
They arrived in the Divine Realm.
The vast world.
There were also huge planets nearby. This opened the eyes of the people from this world.
"Heavens... is this the Divine Realm? It's shrouded in mist, and the spiritual energy is so dense..."
"There is an old saying: 'If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content in the evening'... this is that very situation..."
"Look! Countless spiritual seeds are growing from the ground..."
The crowd followed the voice and looked.
They saw that the mountains near Qingyun began rising one after another. Countless immortal fruits appeared out of thin air.
The earth itself was expanding wildly.
It enlarged a hundredfold.
Then it stopped shaking.
The Spirit Venerable looked at his homeland and said to them: "My mission has been completed. You all work hard here..."
It was a divine beast.
It could not remain in the immortal realm for long.
This was God's rule.
So when the work was complete, it naturally had to depart.
The Ghost King was taken aback. He blurted out and asked: "Where is the god? My wife—she..."
"Father... Mother will come back to life!"
After arriving in the Divine Realm, Baguio had naturally received the message immediately.
She took the gift of the gods.
And had already departed.
Xueqi arrived afterward. She nodded toward Zhang Fan.
The latter came before her.
"Xiaofan—I'm a bit dissatisfied with your performance this time. Don't do this in the future!"
"Yes. Zhang Fan knows his fault!"
Faced with the warning from his senior sister—
Zhang Fan looked extremely ashamed.
However, the gifts from the gods should still be given.
He was rewarded with the identity of a Four-Star Divine Envoy and a Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus divine tool.
There were also three powerful cultivation methods.
Looking at gift after gift, Zhang Fan immediately knelt on the ground.
"Thank you for the gifts of the gods. Zhang Fan was ignorant before. He will definitely make up for this mistake..."
Xueqi nodded in satisfaction.
God had said to her—
In truth, Zhang Fan hadn't made a major mistake. As long as he knew he was wrong and corrected it, he was still a good boy.
Naturally there would be no punishment.
But the verbal warning still had to be delivered.
"Xueqi, you're back..."
Shuiyue, dressed in women's clothing, flew over from the distance.
Looking at her disciple, now full of feminine grace—
She immediately burst into tears.
"It's me, Master..."
"You child—why won't you come back more often..."
Xueqi rolled her eyes and sighed: "It's all someone's fault. Every time, the Chief Priest is either performing sacrifices or making a mess... I don't even have a chance to visit."
Shuiyue was taken aback upon hearing this.
Wow—it was all Zhang Fan's fault!
"Uncle Master, I was wrong..."
"Hmph! If it weren't for your Chief Priest's sake, you would be taught a lesson today!"
Zhang Fan admitted his faults with head bowed, finally calming his uncle's anger.
Alas. Slacking off was impossible.
Just look at a certain author sitting in a small black room—working harder than the donkey of a production team, yet nobody praised him.
"Child, can you truly revive your mother?"
"Yes. The gods have given me the technique. It's easy to accomplish..."
Baguio carefully retrieved a lotus spirit seed. Then she dripped her own blood and her father's blood onto it.
Silver light shrouded the seed.
Shortly after, a beautiful woman was resurrected from within.
"Little idiot..."
Seeing her sister resurrected, Xiaobai burst into tears.
She had not expected that she and her sister would see each other again after so long.
"Husband, daughter... and sister? Am I dead? How did I..."
Xiao Mo was a little confused. She hadn't noticed any difference in the world she was in.
The Ghost King embraced his wife and laughed.
"Fool. This is the power of God. We gave everything to bring you back to life..."
When a family was reunited, it was inevitable to chat for a while.
Xiaobai actually gained supernatural power as well.
But because she did not go to the Palace of the Gods—
The power transformed into seeds and remained dormant in her heart.
Until the second day—when Baguio and Xueqi departed—Xiaobai also left with them.
From the original white fox, she transformed into an enormous Silver Moon Divine Fox that covered the sky.