Mantuo Villa.
"Oh, Great God above, you are truly magnificent. So, there really is a true God in this world..."
A beautiful woman, graceful and charming, trembled, her eyes filled with shock and excitement beyond words.
She was Madam Wang, the mistress of Mantuo Villa—Li Qingluo.
She was also Murong Fu's aunt.
"Aunt, how was it? I didn't lie to you, did I? The God of Primordial Chaos is the one true God, not like those false gods. You only prayed once, and now you're at the peak of the Xiantian realm!"
Murong Fu enjoyed Li Qingluo's shocked expression and said with a smile.
He had rushed from Canhe Villa, told Li Qingluo about the God of Primordial Chaos, and then, under her suspicious gaze, had her pray with him once.
"Peak Xiantian?"
Li Qingluo came back to her senses and realized that her cultivation had indeed broken through.
Although she was the daughter of Wuyazi and Li Qiushui, her cultivation was very poor, originally only at the Houtian realm.
Now, she was actually at the peak of the Xiantian realm.
"I really broke through to the peak of the Xiantian realm! The God is truly magnificent, truly generous!"
Li Qingluo swayed like a flower, her current emotions indescribable.
Murong Fu struck while the iron was hot, quickly saying, "Aunt, a breakthrough in cultivation is nothing. If you sacrifice to the God and spread his teachings, even more abundant divine grace will be bestowed. Not to mention improving cultivation, even eternal life and eternal youth are not just dreams."
"Eternal youth!"
"Eternal youth!"
These four words seemed to possess infinite magic, and no woman could resist them.
Especially a beautiful woman in her forties like Li Qingluo, it was even harder to resist.
Although she maintained herself very well, wrinkles still appeared at the corners of her eyes, and her skin had become loose.
She didn't want to grow old, but before time, she was powerless.
And now.
The hope of eternal youth had appeared.
"Nephew, how should I sacrifice to the God?"
Li Qingluo's eyes were fervent, and her gaze towards Murong Fu no longer held the previous disdain, but was full of flattery.
"Aunt, your nephew is preparing to sacrifice to the God, and is currently lacking a grand finale offering. I came here today precisely to have you join me in sacrificing to the God."
"My nephew is thoughtful. Yuyan truly didn't misjudge you. Tell me, what do you need? Anything I have can be sacrificed to the God!"
Li Qingluo understood and said generously.
This was a sacrifice to the God. The more she sacrificed, the greater the benefits she would receive.
Although Murong Fu would certainly benefit the most, she had no choice.
The rituals were all in Murong Fu's hands.
She could only rely on Murong Fu.
"Aunt, you've seen the grandeur of the God. To be honest, the treasures, martial arts manuals, and such that we sacrifice are actually insignificant mortal things to the God!"
"But besides these, we can't find anything better!"
Li Qingluo frowned. Her most precious possessions were gold and silver jewelry, and the martial arts manuals in Langhuan Jade Cave left by Li Qiushui.
"Aunt, you have one more thing. I received a divine revelation and saw the future: my cousin is the chosen daughter of destiny in our world!"
Murong Fu revealed his true intention, stating his purpose.
He was afraid Li Qingluo wouldn't understand, so he explained further:
"A chosen daughter of destiny is someone blessed with great fortune, equivalent to a favored child of heaven!"
"No!"
Li Qingluo's expression changed, and she sternly refused, saying sharply, "I can go and collect other beautiful women, but I cannot use Yuyan as an offering. She is my only daughter."
"Aunt, you've misunderstood. Sacrificing my cousin is not to take her life, but to let her ascend to the God's divine kingdom to serve the God."
Murong Fu's expression remained unchanged as he coaxed, "This is a blessing that countless women would find hard to achieve even in a hundred lifetimes!"
"Aunt, think about it, if my cousin ascends to the divine kingdom, becomes an immortal or a god, and gains eternal life, will it still be difficult?"
"This is an opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step, far better than becoming an empress in the palace. This is ascending to the divine kingdom to serve the God!"
"Aunt, are you unwilling for my cousin to obtain such a great opportunity, and do you want to prevent her from ascending to the divine kingdom?"
Murong Fu's words struck Li Qingluo's heart hard, and the last sentence provided her with a way out.
This wasn't selling her daughter, but doing what was best for her daughter.
What reason did she have to refuse?
"Can Yuyan really ascend to the divine kingdom?"
Li Qingluo asked for confirmation, her heart now swayed.
As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
If Wang Yuyan could ascend to the divine kingdom to serve the God, she, as her mother, would surely gain greater benefits.
Moreover, this was not a bad thing for Wang Yuyan.
"Of course, Aunt, you've already witnessed the magnificent presence of the God. How could I possibly deceive you?"
Murong Fu quickly assured her, knowing that the matter was essentially settled.
As for Wang Yuyan.
With him and Li Qingluo, it was no problem at all.
"Mother, cousin, are you really going to sacrifice me to that so-called God?"
At that moment, a sorrowful yet melodious voice suddenly rang out. A young girl with exquisite features stood at the doorway, her watery eyes brimming with tears, gazing at Murong Fu and Li Qingluo.
Dressed in a white gown, her graceful and lithe figure was perfectly outlined, a masterpiece of creation, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Cousin, the God is the supreme and great true God. If you ascend to the divine kingdom to serve the God, eternal life will be as easy as turning your hand. This is a tremendous opportunity that mortals would find hard to come by even in a hundred lifetimes..."
Murong Fu spoke eloquently, but Wang Yuyan didn't listen. She only knew that her beloved cousin was going to sacrifice her to a god.
And her mother had actually agreed.
"Fine, fine. If you want to sacrifice me to a god, then sacrifice me. Anyway, I'll give my life back to you!"
Wang Yuyan cried out, her voice filled with despair.
She had completely given up on Murong Fu.
"Aunt, please talk to cousin and have her pray a bit. After she witnesses the God's grandeur, she will surely be captivated. I'll go prepare for the sacrifice."
Murong Fu said.
"Alright!"
Li Qingluo nodded.
...
Time flew by.
As the sun set, the lingering glow in the sky was blood-red, dyeing the heavens crimson. Bao Butong and the four great generals arrived with large boats.
On the boats were a pre-built altar, three types of livestock, five grains, gold and silver jewelry, ginseng, lingzhi mushrooms, martial arts manuals, and other offerings.
Murong Fu received the news and rushed over, personally directing the moving of the altar ashore and arranging all the offerings upon it.
At the same time.
The martial arts manuals and some rare treasures from the Langhuan Jade Cave in Mantuo Villa were all placed on the altar.
Wang Yuyan walked gracefully, casting a cold glance at Murong Fu, saying nothing, and walked straight onto the altar.
At this moment, she seemed to have matured by ten years.
Not in age.
But in character.
She had finally seen Murong Fu's true colors.
She had been truly foolish before.
Actually, it wasn't entirely her fault. She had grown up in Mantuo Villa, never leaving, her mind pure, and the men she could meet were few.
Besides Murong Fu, the rest were house servants and guards.
To say she liked him was really because she had no other choice.
She hadn't met many men.
"Yuyan, after you ascend to the divine kingdom, serve the God well and don't throw tantrums!"
Li Qingluo's eyes welled up with tears, her heart filled with reluctance, and she comforted, "Your cousin said that if we faithfully believe in the God and diligently spread his faith, we will also have the chance to ascend to the divine kingdom someday, and then we can meet again!"
Wang Yuyan still said nothing.
"Cousin, don't blame Aunt. Blame me instead."
Murong Fu stepped forward and said, "A mortal's life is but a few fleeting decades, beauty turns to dust. To be able to ascend to serve the God, gain eternal life, and enjoy eternity, this is a blessing that countless people would find hard to achieve in a hundred lifetimes. Aunt is also doing this for your own good."
"If I were twenty years younger, I would also want to ascend to serve the God!" Li Qingluo sighed in her heart, thinking of Duan Zhengchun, that ungrateful man.
It was truly too late for regret.
"Young Master!"
Accompanied by a faint, elegant virgin fragrance, Azhu, attended by Abi, walked gracefully, dressed in splendid attire, her movements light and her figure lithe.
Dressed in red, she was stunningly beautiful, her delicate and pretty face adorned with a smile like a spring flower just blooming, possessing a captivating charm.
Her skin was fair and tender, smooth and translucent.
Her figure was petite and exquisite, vibrant and charming, a rare beauty in the world.
"Very good. From now on, you are the God's person. When you reach the divine kingdom, serve the Great God well!" Murong Fu's eyes lit up, very satisfied.
"Yes, Young Master."
Although Azhu didn't like being treated as a sacrifice, she didn't resist.
She was originally a maid of the Murong family, and now she was merely changing masters.
Moreover, she had recited the "Contemplation Method" and witnessed the God's grandeur, directly becoming a devout believer.
"Go on up!"
Murong Fu felt both nervous and expectant. For this sacrifice, he had almost taken out everything he currently possessed.
Although reciting the "Contemplation Method" had granted him divine grace and greatly advanced his cultivation, he was still unsure whether the God would truly descend.
Azhu walked onto the altar made of jade, standing beside Wang Yuyan, who was dressed in a white gown.
One in red, one in white, like plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, each with its own unique charm and style.
Everything was ready.
Murong Fu stood at the very front of the altar.
Li Qingluo was next.
Then came Bao Butong and the four great generals.
Finally, there were thousands of servants from Canhe Villa and Mantuo Villa.
Thud.
Murong Fu immediately knelt on the ground, praying devoutly:
"Great God of Primordial Chaos, you are the God of Creation, the God of All Things, the creator and ruler of the universe."
"You are our Father and God."
"Your light illuminates our path forward."
"You are our faith."
As Murong Fu's devout prayer resonated, the kneeling figures behind him followed suit, their voices merging into a torrent, growing louder and louder.
"Your devout believers offer the most precious sacrifices to prove their sincere faith in you!"
"We hope to receive your blessing, so that your humble believers may spread your divine radiance throughout the world, and let your light illuminate the world!"
"May your divine power be eternal, may your divine fire never be extinguished."
"Great God of Primordial Chaos, supreme and holy, the one true God!"
At the end of the prayer, Murong Fu's fervent voice, tinged with humble supplication and a certain excitement, grew louder and louder.
Finally, it exploded like thunder, echoing through Mantuo Villa.
As he prayed, the sky began to change.
...