Maxing Out Merits: Master, Why Bother Talking to Them?

The Heavenly Dao governs thirty-six celestial realms and seventy-two earthly realms, where myriad races gather to nourish its spirit. The Treasury of Merits stands as the great exchange—every race that resists the chaos gods and demons can trade their accumulated virtues for treasures of heaven and earth. Humanity holds the Xuanji Celestial Realm, forging the Way of Man to stand against the primordial chaos invaders. Beyond the celestial realm lie countless minor worlds, home to immortal sects and sacred grounds, forming layer upon layer of defensive buffers. On the Chaos Battlefield, where true forms of chaos gods descend and the mightiest of all races flee in retreat, a colossal world suddenly descends. "Our Minor Xuan Sect was born of merit itself. We represent the Way of Man, we slay gods and demons, we purge the chaos—we are the lords of all worlds beyond the celestial realms!" From that world pour countless disciples of the Minor Xuan Sect, charging fearlessly at the chaos gods with maddened fervor. "So you're the so-called chaos god, huh?" "My master said—dealing with you directly means no middlemen skimming off the merits!" "Fight! Fight! Let chaos burn!" From the celestial realm, the human imperial cultivators watch the battlefield through tears of helplessness. "Please, let us have just a scrap—you're taking all the merits for yourselves!"