I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

The morning sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the floor of the council chamber.

Uriel sat by the window, a glass of water in his hand, his golden eyes calmly gazing at the manor bathed in holy light outside.

The footage of yesterday's "reformation" has spread around the world through various channels.

The power He displayed in easily suppressing the three nature spirits in the scene shocked everyone who saw it.

The Pope himself announced that it was the messengers of the Lord who had transformed those lost spirits of nature, causing them to abandon their pointless killing and turn to the Lord's embrace.

The official account of the Church of Holy Light even posted this video on social media, with the caption—

"The glory of the Lord is everywhere."

In just a few hours, the number of reposts exceeded one billion.

The comments section was buzzing with excitement.

"My God! Is this the power of an angel?"

"Three nature spirits were suppressed with a single move! That's incredibly powerful!"

"Lord, please protect us!"

Cheers, praises, and prayers filled the air.

Everything is proceeding according to His plan.

"Your Excellency, the Envoy."

Just then, Alberto's voice came from behind.

Uriel did not turn back.

"Any news from the New World?"

Alberto nodded, walked to Uriel's side, and said in a low voice, "Jansen has returned from Great Xia."

Uriel turned his head slightly to the side.

"How is the situation?"

Alberto's expression was rather unpleasant.

"The Great Xia... has agreed to establish a strategic partnership with the New World."

"Specific details have not yet been released, but according to our information, the New World has agreed to almost all of the Night's Watch's conditions."

Uriel picked up his water glass and took a small sip.

"All conditions?"

"All conditions," Alberto repeated, "including the establishment of a supernatural research center in the New World by Great Xia, the deployment of all supernatural technologies, and... a joint response to the threat of natural spirits."

A brief silence fell over the council chamber.

Uriel put down his water glass, stood up, and walked to the window.

Outside the window, several white doves landed on the lawn and leisurely pecked at their food.

"A joint response to the threat posed by natural spirits..."

Uriel muttered the words repeatedly, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Da Xia has certainly played its cards well."

Alberto asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, what should we do now?"

"No rush."

Uriel interrupted him.

"The New World's tilt toward Great Xia cannot be accomplished in a day or two."

"Moreover, those nature spirits will not stand idly by."

Alberto was taken aback.

"Your Excellency, do you mean...?"

Uriel turned around and looked at Alberto, a cold light flashing in his golden eyes.

"The three natural spirits that I converted yesterday are gathering more companions."

"It won't be long before the New World is plunged into an unprecedented upheaval."

"By then, the people of the New World will understand who can truly protect them."

Alberto's eyes lit up.

"Your Excellency is wise!"

Uriel waved his hand.

"Continue to monitor the movements in the New World. Report any unusual activity to me immediately."

"yes!"

Alberto responded and turned to walk quickly out.

The council chamber fell silent once more.

Uriel stood by the window, a deep light flashing in his golden eyes.

Great Xia...

Mr. Li...

Do you think the New World is already yours?

ridiculous.

The beings slumbering on this continent are far more powerful than you can imagine.

When they all awaken...

You will then know what real trouble is.

……

Across the ocean, in Daxia.

Qingfeng Temple.

Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows across the courtyard.

Li Jun sat at the stone table, holding a cup of tea, looking at the gourd vine in the courtyard.

The flower buds on the vines have fully bloomed.

The flowers are golden, each one radiating a faint glow, and they are particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

"Master! Master!"

Little Lingxi ran out of the house, holding a tracing book in her hand, her little face full of excitement.

"I've finished writing this entire line!"

Li Jun took it and looked at it.

The little guy's handwriting was crooked and messy, each character seemed to be dancing.

"good."

Li Jun nodded and returned the copy to her.

Keep up the good work.

Little Lingxi was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits. She hugged the tracing book and ran back into the house to continue writing the next line.

The old Taoist priest poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Jun'er, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

Li Jun thought about it.

"Whatever, something simple is fine."

"Okay, then let's make noodles."

The old Taoist priest withdrew his head, and soon the sound of pots and pans clattering came from the kitchen.

Li Jun held his teacup and continued to look at the gourd vine.

In the past few days, the yellowish-brown bead in his dantian has become increasingly darker.

His physique is getting stronger at an astonishing rate.

His cultivation level was also slowly advancing.

At this rate, it won't be long before he breaks through to the peak of the Void Refinement Realm.

Then comes the Dao Integration Realm.

Thinking of this, a sense of anticipation welled up in Li Jun's heart.

He was very curious about what he would be like after he achieved enlightenment.

After all, his path to enlightenment is different from others.

It is not that he goes to conform to the Dao, but that the Dao comes to conform to him.

Just thinking about it makes me feel... awesome.

"Master Daoist."

At that moment, a respectful voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

Li Jun turned his head to look.

President Qin stood at the door, holding a gift box in his hand, with a reserved smile on his face.

"You're here, why did you bring anything?"

Li Jun waved his hand, gesturing for him to come in.

President Qin hurriedly walked into the courtyard and placed the gift box on the stone table.

"It's nothing valuable, just some tea. Please have a taste, Daoist Master."

Li Jun nodded without refusing.

"Please sit down."

President Qin sat down across the stone table, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Master, the situation in the New World... is not good."

Li Jun picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"I know."

President Qin was taken aback.

"Master, you know?"

Li Jun nodded.

He did not explain how he knew.

You can't exactly say, "I can feel the Great Xia's ley lines devouring the New World's ley lines every day, and I can also sense the movements of those natural spirits."

That would be too Versailles.

Seeing that Li Jun didn't want to say more, President Qin didn't dare to press him further.

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked, "Master, do you... intend to intervene?"

Li Jun put down his teacup and looked at the gourd vine in the yard.

Whether or not to intervene depends on the situation.

He paused, then said, "Let them make a fuss for a while."

"Let's talk about it after things have calmed down a bit."

President Qin nodded thoughtfully.

Although he didn't quite understand why Master Li said that, he knew that the master must have his reasons.

All he needs to do is carry it out.