I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

[Earth's near-Earth orbit, altitude 400 kilometers]

[Time: 18:30 Beijing Time]

If someone were standing in space looking down at Earth right now, they would see an extremely rare space spectacle.

Normally, reconnaissance satellites, meteorological satellites, and communication satellites from various countries are evenly distributed around the Earth in predetermined orbits, like a sparse net.

But now, this net is "tangled".

Starlink from SpaceX, the Keyhole series belonging to the NRO (National Reconnaissance Office), military frequencies from the European Galileo system, GLONASS from Polar Bear... and even a few commercial satellites from Verne and Little Days.

Like sharks that have smelled blood, they all deviated from their original cruising routes, frantically adjusting their attitude, changing course, and focusing.

Thousands of high-precision lenses are all pointing to the same coordinate point:

36 degrees north latitude, 94 degrees east longitude.

That once desolate location now shines like a supernova burning on the ground in infrared thermal imaging.

It is a vortex of energy, a black hole of gravity, and the focus of the world's attention.

……

【Kunlun Summit - Above the Clouds】

Gu Qing didn't pay attention to the dense array of "electronic eyes" above her head.

To him now, those satellites that once represented the pinnacle of human technology were nothing more than a swarm of buzzing flies. What they saw was merely what Gu Qing wanted them to see.

He stood on the white jade square in front of the Taiqing Hall. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow of him and gilded the thirty-three floating islands with a blood-red edge.

"That's about it."

Gu Qing glanced at the countdown on the system panel.

Global attention has reached its peak, and the ground blockade on Li Guozhong's side has been completed.

Now, everything is ready, except for the shout of "Call to action!"

"System, loading [Global Projection - Admissions Brochure]."

Gu Qing took out the jade slip from his sleeve and gently tossed it into the sky.

"Go, and tell all living beings where the path is."

hum-

The jade slip shattered in mid-air, turning into countless golden specks of light.

Immediately afterwards, those points of light did not dissipate, but instead swelled with the wind and merged into the sea of ​​clouds surrounding Kunlun Mountain.

The next second, a scene that left space agencies around the world in despair unfolded.

The clouds that were originally just hanging over the Kunlun Mountains suddenly seemed to be flattened and stretched by an invisible giant hand, turning into a huge "curtain" covering half of the Asian sky.

On this screen, golden ink began to flow.

This is not a holographic projection; it's a celestial phenomenon.

……

[USA, CIA Headquarters, Image Analysis Room]

"God..."

The analyst's finger trembled as he pointed at the screen. "What's that? The clouds have turned into... paper?"

On the screen, the images transmitted via satellite are clearly visible:

Above the cloud curtain that covered the sky, rows of huge Chinese characters, flowing like dragons and phoenixes, appeared like burning flames. Each character was as large as a city, carrying an ancient, desolate, and domineering charm.

Although it is written in Chinese characters, strangely enough, the moment these Western intelligence personnel saw it, the corresponding English meaning automatically popped into their minds.

This is the system's [spiritual transmission] function—language has national boundaries, but "thought" does not.

Kunlun University - Founding Ceremony

"The mundane world, with its birth, aging, sickness, and death, is a cage."

"Now that spiritual energy has been restored, the path to immortality has reopened."

"At the summit of Kunlun, I set three tests to challenge the mind, welcoming all seekers of the Way from all over the world."

Everyone in front of the screen stared intently at those few lines of text, their breathing rapid.

This is like God suddenly sending out a mass text message from heaven, the content of which is still "Hiring guys".

Then, the wording changed, and the real "hard stuff" appeared:

【Admission Requirements】

First, we do not ask about one's background, social status, or past.

Second, individuals aged twelve to sixty, with a clean background and a resolute mind.

Third, one must possess a "spiritual root".

[Testing Method]

Calm your mind and focus your spirit, hold soil, stones, grass and trees in your hands, and silently recite "feel the energy" three times.

If your palm feels warm, glows, or has a surging airflow, it means you are destined to meet someone special.

In order to screen out those with spiritual roots, Gu Qing expended a huge amount of faith points to make this simple testing method effective. Of course, it would only be effective for three years.

[Registration Period]

From now until the 15th of next month.

Those who are past their prime have not yet found their destiny to become immortals.

……

[Berlin - A university dormitory]

Hans, an international student obsessed with Eastern fantasy novels, was leaning on the windowsill, staring blankly at the somewhat blurry but faintly discernible golden light and shadow in the sky.

"Spirit Root...?"

Hans's heart pounded. He had read too many cultivation novels; he knew all too well what this meant!

This isn't magic, this is cultivation! It's the cultivation of immortality, the ability to fly on a sword and achieve eternal life!

He bent down, trembling, and dug a pebble out of the flower bed below the dormitory building.

"Calm your mind...concentrate..."

Hans closed his eyes, gripped the dirty stone tightly with both hands, and mumbled in broken Chinese:

"Gan Qi...Gan Qi...Gan Qi!"

One second, two seconds.

Aside from sweaty palms, there was no other reaction.

The stone was still the same stone, cold and hard.

"Scheiße! (Damn it!)"

In despair, Hans threw the stone away, shouting, "Fake! It's all fake!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, in China, countless similar scenes are unfolding.

……

[Huaxia - A Home for Left-Behind Children in a Remote Mountain Village]

Eight-year-old Er Gouzi (real name Li Qiang) was squatting in the corner playing with mud.

He didn't know what a satellite was, nor did he know what cultivating immortality was. He only saw the sky suddenly brighten, with many beautiful golden characters.

He heard that voice, the voice that made him hold onto the object and mutter to it.

Er Gouzi sniffed and grabbed a handful of yellow mud.

"Sensing Qi..."

He read it aloud in a childish voice.

Sudden.

He felt the mud in his hands become warm, like an egg that hadn't completely cooled down.

Er Gouzi was startled and opened his palm.

The once ordinary lump of yellow mud now emitted a faint, earthy yellow halo. The halo was very weak, but it was particularly noticeable in the dim corner.

"Wow!"

Er Gouzi excitedly picked up the shiny mud and shouted to his grandmother inside the house:

"Grandma! Look! The mud has turned into a light bulb!"

That night.

Across the vast land of China, amidst the myriad lights of countless homes, countless "lucky ones" like Er Gouzi gaze at the glowing stones, wooden blocks, or iron spoons in their hands, caught between ecstasy and terror.

At a higher level, the state apparatus is already running at full speed.

……

[Beijing · Bureau 749 · Information Center]

The phone ringing had become a continuous chorus, like a never-ending symphony.

"Report! Call from Sichuan Branch! A Taoist priest at the foot of Mount Emei has spontaneously combusted his whisk without fire, suspected to be the awakening of his fire spirit root!"

"Report! Shandong Branch reports! During evening self-study, a high school class underwent a collective test, and it was discovered that three students' pen tips glowed when they held them!"

"Report! Police stations across the country are requesting backup! Numerous citizens are bringing glowing stones to report that they've mutated!"

Li Guozhong stood in front of the command platform, watching the red markers constantly appearing on the large screen.

Each red dot represents a discovered "promising cultivator".

"Is this... a spiritual root?"

"Pass on my orders."

Li Guozhong turned around, his eyes regaining their determination.

"First, military and police forces across the country should immediately mobilize to locate and protect all personnel who have passed the test. They are a strategic resource of the nation, and not a single one can be lost!"

"Second, immediately launch the 'Kunlun Special Train.' Send all those confirmed to possess spiritual roots, regardless of their location, to the foot of Kunlun Mountain immediately!"

"third……"

He glanced at an urgent communication request from the White House on the big screen and gave a cold smile.

"Tell the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that the unified response to inquiries from abroad is: This is our internal affair. As for whether Westerners can cultivate immortality..."

Li Guozhong recalled a casual remark Gu Qing had made earlier.

He picked up the phone and said to the Foreign Minister:

"Just reply to them with eight words: Different customs, not used to the local environment."

……

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Satellites all over the world are watching that mountain.

But that mountain only opened its doors to a select few.

As the elites of the Western world looked at the Chinese characters in the sky that only had meaning in Eastern culture, and at the unresponsive stones in their hands, an unprecedented sense of panic began to spread across the European and American continents.

Why?

Why is it that when miracles occur, only Easterners can understand them?

Did God... change his nationality?