The rumors of Xiao Fan's growing power had spread beyond the Inner Sect and reached the very heart of the Heaven Ascension Sect. It wasn't long before the elders—those who had once looked down on him—had to take notice. But it wasn't just the elders who were concerned.
In the deepest, most sacred chambers of the sect, the ancestors stirred.
These were beings of legend, the founders of the sect, whose bloodline had lived on through generations. They were revered, untouchable, and had not shown themselves in centuries. The power of their existence was said to be tied directly to the Sect's success. But now, there was a new problem—Xiao Fan.
Late one evening, as Xiao Fan stood in front of the training grounds, a strange, almost overwhelming sensation crept over him. The air grew thick, heavy, and charged with an ancient power. It was as if the very foundations of the sect were shaking beneath his feet.
Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and a massive, towering figure appeared, cloaked in radiant golden light. This figure radiated an aura of overwhelming strength, and his presence made the air seem still, as though even time had slowed down in respect.
Xiao Fan blinked. "What the hell is that?"
[Ding! Quest Alert: The Slap of the Ancestors]
> Objective: Deliver a slap to the Ancestor who has appeared and prove your worth.
Reward: +10000 EXP, +1 Title: "The Ancestor Slayer", +1 Special Technique: "Slap of Time"
The golden figure before him slowly lowered its hood, revealing an old but incredibly dignified face. His eyes glinted with wisdom and power that far exceeded anything Xiao Fan had faced before.
"I am Ancestor Bai, the first Sect Leader of the Heaven Ascension Sect," the figure spoke in a voice that reverberated like thunder, shaking the ground beneath their feet. "You, Xiao Fan, have broken the rules of our sect. Your disrespect for the young masters, the elders, and now... the very foundation of our traditions... will not be tolerated."
Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow. "Rules? You mean the same rules that say only certain people get to slap others and not the other way around? Yeah, I'm done with those rules."
Ancestor Bai's expression darkened. "Then, you shall face the consequences of your actions, boy."
Before Xiao Fan could even blink, the ancestor raised his hand, and the skies themselves seemed to tremble. Lightning cracked above, and a massive golden energy beam shot toward him.
But Xiao Fan didn't back down.
SLAP!
With a movement so fast that even Ancestor Bai's eyes barely caught it, Xiao Fan slapped the incoming energy beam, causing it to explode in mid-air. The shockwave from the impact sent the surrounding rocks flying, and the sky itself cracked open with a deafening roar.
[Ding! +5000 EXP]
[Level Up: Qi Gathering 5 → 7]
Ancestor Bai stumbled back, clearly stunned, but not defeated. His gaze hardened. "You... dare to strike me? The founder of this sect?"
Xiao Fan crossed his arms and grinned. "You guys always talk about how strong you are. But I'm just a trash disciple, right? So what happens when the trash starts slapping you all around? Does your whole 'ancient bloodline' thing mean nothing anymore?"
Ancestor Bai clenched his fists. "You insolent child! You dare mock the bloodline of our ancestors? Then prepare to face our wrath!"
Before Xiao Fan could respond, the air around him became thick with energy. Suddenly, multiple figures appeared, ancient and powerful. They were the ancestors—the previous leaders of the Heaven Ascension Sect, each one more formidable than the last.
Each ancestor was a living legend in their own right, with powers that had shaped the sect for millennia. They stood around Xiao Fan, eyes glowing with a terrifying light.
[Ding! Quest Alert: The Ancestor's Challenge]
> Objective: Slap each of the Ancestors and show them who's boss.
Reward: +15000 EXP, +1 Ultimate Slap Skill, +The Ancestor's Respect
The battle began.
Xiao Fan didn't hesitate. He charged toward the first ancestor, his palm raised high. The ancestor, an old man with a long white beard, laughed as he waved his hand to summon a wave of energy.
Xiao Fan's slap met the energy head-on, tearing it apart like paper. With a resounding crack, the ancestor was sent flying, his face a blur as he crashed into the ground.
[Ding! +3000 EXP]
[Level Up: Qi Gathering 7 → 9]
The second ancestor—this one a tall woman with eyes like frozen stars—summoned a massive ice storm, her hands glowing with frosty power. But Xiao Fan wasn't deterred. He slapped through the freezing winds, shattering the storm like glass, and sent her sprawling onto the cold, hard ground.
[Ding! +3000 EXP]
[Level Up: Qi Gathering 9 → 10]
One by one, the ancestors came at him with their devastating abilities—earth-shattering energy beams, divine fire, and even the power to control time itself—but no matter what they threw at him, Xiao Fan met it with one thing: the slap.
The final ancestor—a towering figure with a golden crown and long flowing robes—raised his hand to summon an aura of time itself, stopping the flow of time around them. "You will not escape your fate, Xiao Fan."
But Xiao Fan merely grinned. "Time? You should've known better."
SLAP!
The slap cracked the very fabric of time, sending the ancestor crashing to the ground with a thunderous roar. The heavens seemed to tremble with the force of the impact.
[Ding! +5000 EXP]
[Level Up: Qi Gathering 10 → 12]
[New Skill: Slap of Time Unlocked!]
As the last ancestor fell to the ground, Xiao Fan stood tall amidst the wreckage. The ancestors, who had once been untouchable, lay scattered across the battlefield, their once-powerful auras extinguished by his relentless slaps.
The ground beneath him rumbled, and a new message appeared in front of him.
[Ding! You have unlocked the title: "The Ancestor Slayer."]
> Special Perk: Your slaps now carry the weight of a thousand years of experience. All opponents will feel the crushing force of ancestral power.
Xiao Fan laughed out loud, standing above the fallen ancestors. "Well, looks like the trash just made history."
The sect would never be the same again.
Chapter 8: The Slap Heard 'Round the Universe
The aftermath of Xiao Fan's legendary Slap of the Ancestors had not just shaken the Heaven Ascension Sect—it had reverberated through the entire universe. No one, not even the Cosmic Void Depth or the eldritch horrors lurking in the shadows of space, was prepared for what would come next.
Cut to the Void Observers.
Scene: The Void Observers are huddled around a glowing crystal, watching Xiao Fan's most recent slap in slow motion. They're so disturbed they stop observing space-time and just stare at the slap like it's the greatest thing they've ever witnessed.
Observer #1: "Uh... did he just slap the fabric of reality? Is that even possible?"
Observer #2: "I'm going to be honest, I have no idea. But I'm pretty sure if we tried to slap anything, it would just explode. I need a moment to process."
Cut to a member of the Council of Aether, watching Xiao Fan slap an ancestor into oblivion.
Council Member: "We've studied aether for eons, mastered dimensional rifts, and now—now—we must contend with the slapping of literal gods. I… I have no words."
Meanwhile, Xiao Fan is having a barbecue on the sect's grounds, roasting marshmallows over the smoldering ashes of the ancestors. His chat box is filled with ridiculous comments.
Xiao Fan (DM): "So like, if I slap a black hole, would it just evaporate or would it start orbiting me? Asking for a friend."
Cut to the Cardinal Royal Family's private chambers.
Cardinal Emperor: "So… one of my grandchildren just slapped the entire legacy of our sect into oblivion. What's next? Should I start preparing his coronation?"
Cardinal Princess #1 (furiously flipping through a rulebook): "No, no, this can't be real. The slap power is a violation of cosmic law! We should've been the ones to… to… slap our ancestors first. Why didn't we think of that?!"
Cardinal Prince Xiao (aka Xiao Fan, aka "The Slaplord"): "Nah, I'm just vibing, fam. Everyone keeps asking about my slaps, but like, I didn't even try this time. It's just... a lifestyle."
He throws a marshmallow at his grandfather.
Cardinal Emperor (facepalming): "What... have I created?"
Back in the sect.
The sect elders, still licking their wounds (mostly pride), are convening to discuss Xiao Fan's actions.
Elder #1: "We have to stop him before he slaps his way into a throne we haven't even built yet. I've got a new plan. We throw him into the Ancient Pillars of the Celestial Furnace. That'll teach him humility."
Elder #2: "Don't you remember the last guy who went in there? He came out with two extra arms, half a dragon soul, and a permanent burn scar in the shape of a... what was it, a whale? Yeah, let's not repeat that mistake."
Elder #1 (pauses, considers): "Right. Maybe we just send him a gift basket and hope he's satisfied. We'll pretend the whole slap thing didn't happen."
Cut to the Cosmic Void Depth.
Scene: A giant, tentacled cosmic horror watching Xiao Fan's slap replay from the "Slap of Time" skill, now looping in a glitchy hologram.
Cosmic Horror #1: "I've spent eons preparing to consume the heavens, break the universe, but this kid… this kid can just slap things out of existence? I'm… I'm feeling personally attacked right now."
Cosmic Horror #2, a void beast with a thousand eyes, flickers out of existence in frustration.
Cosmic Horror #1 (grumbling): "He's got the slap of eternity, and I've got a thousand eyes that are currently just shedding tears. What have I become?"
Back to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan, now officially given the title "Slaplord of the Cosmos," was strolling through the sect like he owned the place—because, let's face it, he did.
As he passed a group of disciples attempting to meditate, Xiao Fan casually slapped the air.
SLAP!
The entire sect shook with the force of the slap, and one poor disciple was launched into the sky like a human rocket. The remaining disciples blinked, confused.
Disciple #1: "Did… did that just happen?"
Disciple #2 (holding his head): "I think we're in the wrong sect. This place has turned into a slap cult, and I have no idea if we're the ones who are supposed to slap back or if we should just… start worshiping him."
Cut to the Cosmic Human Civilization.
Scene: The most powerful beings in the universe gather around a grand, floating table. Xiao Fan's slap was projected in front of them.
Cardinal Royal Family (whispering): "He... he slapped the heavens?"
Void Observers: "We... may have to recalibrate the universe's understanding of power."
Back to Xiao Fan, 10 minutes later.
Xiao Fan casually strolled into the Elder Council's meeting room, tossing marshmallows into his mouth. He was about to start a casual conversation when the elders all stood at attention, clearly unnerved.
Elder #3: "Lord Xiao Fan... We were just wondering—out of respect—if you wanted to take over the entire sect and the universe, or would you rather just settle for an honorary title?"
Xiao Fan: "I dunno. I'm kinda busy with my new title, but like... if you want to offer me the keys to the universe, I guess I could swing by and see what's up."
He pats one elder on the head like a dog.
Elder #4 (choking): "You... You're not going to slap us, right?"
Xiao Fan (grinning): "Nah, fam. I'm saving that for my reunion with the Void Horrors. They've been slacking lately, and I gotta remind them who's the boss."