Chapter 327: Bizarre Seminar
Chapter 327: Bizarre Seminar
“Sir Sage.”
A woman emerged from the church, looking almost identical to Fang Li. This was Fang Li’s twin sister—the other high priest of the Divine Miracle Society, Fang Na.
“Let’s begin.”
Zuo Meng entered the church and found its interior completely different from the outside.
No trace of the Desert God existed here. Every wall and altar was covered with statues of Zuo Meng himself! These fanatics of the Divine Miracle Society worshipped him as their deity. The claim of him being a “divine representative” was merely for outsiders—within their ranks, Zuo Meng was their true god. The Fang sisters had originally risen to power by exploiting his reputation.
The spread of the Book of Becoming a God had benefited countless people. While the Top Three Powers remained unaffected, wild Transcendents had long since elevated Zuo Meng to divine status through Divinization.
The Divine Miracle Society’s emergence was inevitable after the book’s dissemination. A Creator’s knowledge inherently carried influence beyond its rank, regardless of intent—similar to how Buddhist scriptures spawned Buddhism or Taoist texts birthed Taoism.
At Zuo Meng’s command, people swiftly filled the church.
Only core members attended—regional powerhouses united solely by the Great Sage’s authority. Their simultaneous capture would destroy the Divine Miracle Society overnight.
“You’ve all practiced my Book of Becoming a God.”
Zuo Meng’s gaze swept across the crowd. Every attendee bore the book’s energy signature. Several teetered on the edge of bodily explosion—without his intervention, they’d soon become blood mist. This was Version 1.0’s fatal flaw: rapid advancement, swifter demise.
Few shared the Fang sisters’ luck.
“Today I’ll teach Version 2.0. Listen well—your comprehension decides your progress.” Without allowing questions, Zuo Meng launched into his lecture.
The fanatical believers scribbled notes furiously, some producing notebooks. Even those near death glowed with fervor.
After thirty minutes, Zuo Meng left the church.
Members remained behind, deep in contemplation. The Book of Becoming a God’s true power lay in its Origin World-based framework—each listener interpreted it differently. Whether Special System, Bloodline System, or elemental practitioners, all could cultivate its teachings.
For two months, Zuo Meng spent half-days lecturing on Version 2.0 while collecting optimization data for Version 3.0.
Some attendees resolved their cultivation flaws through new insights. Others exploded mid-lecture. The society’s members dismissed such deaths as divine punishment for weak faith—a mentality Zuo Meng found darkly amusing.
Self-brainwashing, absolute loyalty.
No wonder rulers feared religious groups.
“Enough for today.”
With optimization data dwindling, Zuo Meng decided to cease wasting time here.
“Sir Sage, an invitation from the Dugu family.”
Fang Li intercepted him, offering an ornate card. Zuo Meng read:
To the Great Sage of Divine Miracle Society,
We’ve long admired your Book of Becoming a God. The Dugu family cordially invites you to our Bizarre Seminar in three days.
Signed: Dugu Shang
“Dugu Shang?”
Zuo Meng frowned at the unfamiliar name.
“Current Dugu family head—father of Dugu Xuan and Dugu Luo Yi,” clarified Star Lord Fang Na.
Zuo Meng nearly discarded the invitation. Useless seminars mattered less than checking Yan Kuan’s progress.
“This could benefit you,” Fang Li persisted, retrieving the card. “They’ve gathered geniuses from the National Assembly, sixteen alliances, Thirty-two Families, and independent extraordinary beings. Their goal: break the current stalemate against ancient bizarre phenomena and approach the divine level from your book.”
Geniuses?
Zuo Meng reconsidered. Test subjects might prove useful.
“We’ll attend.”
With Version 2.0 complete, visiting this seminar outweighed returning immediately. Perhaps he’d find premium experimental materials there.
Three days later, the Divine Miracle Society’s vehicle carried Zuo Meng and the Fang sisters openly into Dugu territory. Only Yuanshi City’s Dugu-controlled status prevented their immediate arrest.
A white-haired butler in black suit greeted them with statesman-like deference—no fools challenged guests in major factions.
“This setup resembles sports stadium seating,” Fang Li remarked.
“Designed by the National Assembly’s chief architect with Transcendent elements,” the butler explained stiffly. “Observe closely to appreciate its nuances.”