The next day.
The prophet Fang Xiu dominated the headlines around the world.
All kinds of mainstream news outlets and tabloids are publishing reports about yesterday's historic battle.
The former number one Spirit Master has returned in triumph!
Breaking the myth of undefeated status at the sixth rank, the prophet Fang Xiu makes a powerful comeback!
The gluttonous army arrived in the morning, and the name of the Buddhist temple was changed in the afternoon.
After half a year of fighting in the Ghost Realm, the Xia Kingdom's captain returned home to find his Xuanyuan Sword stolen. Enraged, he led an army of a hundred Taotie beasts to besiege Mount Ling...
A fourth-tier battle against a sixth-tier opponent: the prophet Fang Xiu creates another miracle.
If things were like this outside, the situation within Xia Kingdom was even more chaotic. People no longer yearned for Taoism and Buddhism, but instead desperately wanted to get into the Imperial Spirit Academy.
Discussions about Fang Xiu could be heard all over the country, with some even debating when the headquarters would subdue the Daoist sects, stabilize the internal situation, and then turn its attention to attacking the Western God and unifying the world.
The atmosphere at the Xia Kingdom headquarters was incredibly lively. Everywhere you went, almost everyone was talking about yesterday's battle. The thrill of being controlled by the prophet, which hadn't been felt for half a year, surged back into everyone's hearts.
The people at headquarters had been suppressed by Taoism and Buddhism for half a year and had been repeatedly humiliated internationally. Today, they finally got their revenge, and Fang Xiu's prestige reached its peak. His name as the agent of the mysterious god even surpassed that of the prophet and resounded throughout the world.
Fang Xiu's triumphant return also made the world understand a truth: no matter how times change, there will always be some people who are born to stand at the top of the world.
On the same day, the Xia Kingdom headquarters issued two announcements to the world, each more shocking than the last.
The first provision stipulates that within one month, no more antiques from Xia State shall be allowed to leave the country; all must be returned, especially those from the West.
That's right, the announcement specifically mentioned the West, and even a fool would know that it was addressed to the Western God.
This announcement caused an uproar worldwide. The tone was tantamount to declaring war on God, and everyone knew what kind of person the Western God was.
In order to unify the West, he directly attacked Western regimes, forcing them to release nuclear weapons. In the end, he was unharmed, overthrowing all regimes and turning the West into God's pastoral area.
It's unclear how such an overbearing figure will respond to the powerful announcement from the Xia Kingdom; it could very well trigger a war.
However, wars in the modern era are different from those in the past. Lower-ranking soldiers and technology can no longer determine the course of war; the only ones who can determine the course of war are the Spirit Masters.
If a war were to break out, it would be less a war between the Xia Kingdom and the West, and more a battle between the prophet Fang Xiu and God.
The outcome of their battle will determine the course of the world.
The second notice is directed at the Daoist sect, giving them three days to have all members join the headquarters of the Xia Kingdom's Investigation Bureau. Failure to comply will result in the expulsion of the Daoist sect!
Either of these two announcements, taken individually, would be equivalent to a magnitude 10 earthquake, because each one represents a declaration of war against a sixth-tier powerhouse.
When both attacks were launched simultaneously, the whole world thought Fang Xiu had gone mad, launching attacks on two sixth-tier powerhouses at the same time. What else could this be but madness?
But no matter what the world thought, Fang Xiu's announcement was still sent out.
The Taoist sect's headquarters.
"Master! Master, something terrible has happened!" The young Taoist priest Taixu rushed to the Taiqing Hall and found the white-bearded old Taoist priest who was meditating.
"What kind of behavior is this, all this panic?" The white-bearded old Taoist remained as dignified and composed as ever, like a true immortal who had attained enlightenment.
"Master, Xia Guo's Captain Fang Xiu, he..."
"You want to bring the Taoist sect into the Investigation Bureau headquarters, right?"
Taixu was taken aback, then realized what he was doing and said, "Master, you've been playing with your phone again?"
The white-bearded old Taoist priest's breath hitched, and he instantly flew into a rage: "Stop talking nonsense! I learned this by deducing the secrets of heaven! I used a cell phone last time to better understand this era!"
However, Taixu had already learned his lesson and didn't believe it at all. He took out his phone, opened his Douyin (TikTok) friend list, and saw a profile picture labeled "Master" showing that he had been online for a minute. He clicked on the master's profile picture, entered the profile page, and clicked on the "likes" list.
All I could see inside were breasts and legs.
Upon seeing this, the white-bearded old Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed. He snatched his disciple's phone, and without saying a word, he threw it out the window with a whoosh. Behind the window was a bottomless cliff.
After doing all this, the white-bearded old Taoist coughed lightly, ignoring Taixu's resentful gaze, and said solemnly, "Disciple, you are right. Something serious has indeed happened. This prophet Fang Xiu has come with great force, and there is also the precedent of Buddhism. This time, the Taoist sect is in grave danger."
"Master, don't you think the topic change was a bit abrupt?"
"You bastard! This is a critical moment for the survival of the Daoist sect! Be serious! Tell me your thoughts, how do you plan to deal with this?"
Seeing his master's serious expression, Taixu also became slightly solemn: "Although the prophet Fang Xiu is only at the fourth level, his methods are strange, and he commands an army of a hundred Taotie. Even that bald monk Kong Jian has submitted to Fang Xiu's tyranny. His strength is evident. He cannot be judged by ordinary standards. In my opinion, when facing such a powerful enemy, we should not fight head-on, but only accept the offer!"
The white-bearded old Taoist nodded solemnly: "You're right. My strength is only on par with that of the bald monk Kongjian. Even he was defeated, which shows how terrifying Fang Xiu is. Therefore, we cannot fight him head-on; we can only use strategy..."
At this point, the white-bearded old Taoist priest couldn't continue. He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened like copper bells: "What did you just say?! Applying for a job?"
“Yeah, right.” Taixu nodded dismissively. “Isn’t he trying to recruit us? Why don’t we just apply?”
"You...you, you traitorous disciple! You treacherous disciple who betrays his master and ancestors! How could I have accepted a disciple like you? How can I face the Boundless Heavenly Venerable after my death?"
“Master, when you drew lots to choose your Daoist name before the Boundless Heavenly Venerable, you drew Wuwei (无为). It was obvious that the Heavenly Venerable meant for you to control your mind and be pure and inactive. But your favorite things were breasts and legs, and even jailers. This goes against the Heavenly Venerable's original intention. Do you think you have the face to see the Heavenly Venerable now?”
The white-bearded old Taoist priest immediately flew into a rage, puffing out his beard and glaring: "I'll beat you to death, you traitorous disciple!"
The old Taoist Wuwei kicked Taixu twice and angrily said, "What do you know? Don't distort my Taoist name. What 'pure and inactive'? The Heavenly Venerable's meaning is clearly that I can do whatever I want!"
"Hey, stop hitting me, Master. You're capable of anything, so selling the Taoist sect shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
"You traitorous disciple, how dare you spout such nonsense! Take this!"
"Ahhh! Master, please don't hit my face!"
Bang bang bang...
Taixu was beaten so badly by the old Taoist Wuwei that he was covered in bumps and swollen eyes.
Looking at Taixu's miserable appearance, his head swollen like a pig's head, the old Taoist Wuwei felt his mind was clear and he felt extremely happy.
I'll make sure you never dare to look at my likes again!
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