Maxed-Out Merit, Master, Why Waste Words on Them?

The Heavenly Dao governs the thirty-six Celestial Realms and seventy-two Terrestrial Realms, where countless races, great and small, gather to nourish its spirit. There is a Treasury of Merit in this world. The myriad races resist the gods and demons who seek to seize their origins, and use their merit to exchange for the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth. Humanity occupies the Celestial Realm of Profound Mystery, gathering the power of the Human Dao to stand in for the Heavenly Dao and repel invasions by Chaos Gods and Demons. Sacred lands and immortal sects, large and small, reside in minor worlds beyond the Celestial Realm of Profound Mystery, forming a buffer that serves as a protective barrier. On the battlefield of chaos, countless Chaos Gods and Demons descended in their true forms. Just as the myriad races’ mighty warriors were routed and fleeing, a vast world appeared on the battlefield. “Our Little Profound Sect was born of merit. We shall represent the Human Dao, slay gods and demons, purge the chaos, and rule the myriad worlds beyond the Celestial Realms!” Countless disciples of the Little Profound Sect charged out of their world like madmen, fearlessly attacking the Chaos Gods and Demons. “Damn, so you’re the so-called Chaos Gods and Demons!” “My master said there are no middlemen taking a cut when we beat you!” “Fight! Fight! Let chaos burn!” In the world of the Celestial Realm, the mighty warriors of the human immortal court watched the battlefield of chaos and wept helplessly. “Please, let us get in on some of this! You’re taking all the merit for yourselves!”