The entire sect was on edge. The air was thick with tension, anticipation, and the unmistakable sound of slaps echoing across the training grounds.
Xiao Fan had awakened something within the sect—a slap fever that was spreading like a wildfire. No one was safe. Not even the Ancestors. The slap war had begun, and there was no turning back.
It all started innocently enough with Young Master Zhang, then Li Yun, but now—now it was bigger than anything Xiao Fan had ever imagined.
The elders were involved. The Grand Elder, an ancient being whose cultivation had long surpassed the mortal realm, had thrown down the gauntlet. He issued a challenge to Xiao Fan.
"Trash Xiao, you've slapped enough young masters to make your point," the Grand Elder's voice boomed across the courtyard. "But can you slap an ancient being like me?"
Xiao Fan didn't hesitate.
"Bring it, Grandpa!" He cracked his knuckles, grinning.
The arena was set. The disciples gathered in a wide circle, their eyes wide with disbelief. No one had ever seen the Grand Elder involved in such a ridiculous challenge. But now, Xiao Fan was about to make history.
The Grand Elder, towering and wrapped in the robes of time, raised one eyebrow. "You're not scared, are you, little trash?"
"Nope," Xiao Fan said with a grin that could rival the sun. "I'm about to slap you so hard, you'll get sent back to the Stone Age."
And just like that, the air crackled with energy.
SLAP!
The force of Xiao Fan's palm hit the Grand Elder like a divine thunderbolt. Time itself seemed to stop. The Grand Elder's robes fluttered, and his majestic aura flickered like a candle in the wind.
The entire sect went silent. Then, chaos erupted.
"DID HE JUST SLAP THE GRAND ELDER?!"
"Is Xiao Fan... is he... actually that strong?"
The Grand Elder, stunned, looked up. His once powerful and regal expression was replaced with something unfamiliar—embarrassment. He felt his cultivation flicker for a split second, his spirit rattled by the sheer audacity of the slap.
Xiao Fan stood tall, hand still raised as he stared down at the Grand Elder with a smirk. "You were saying something about the Stone Age, right?"
The Grand Elder stumbled back, his cultivation taking a moment to stabilize. "Impossible... You've actually increased your strength to such a degree..."
"Oh, I've got a system," Xiao Fan said casually, wiping a bit of imaginary dust from his shoulder. "Did you know that slap is just the beginning? You should see what I do to people who talk about me behind my back."
Ding! Quest Update: Slap the Grand Elder Reward: +1000 EXP, +10 Slap Technique Proficiency, +1 Slap War Mastery
The disciples, witnessing the impossible, were now chanting his name, their respect now mixed with utter disbelief.
"Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan!"
The Grand Elder, though a being of incredible power, had been slapped down so easily that it made even the mightiest of cultivators in the sect sweat.
He wiped the sweat from his brow, shaking his head. "You... you dare to mock the very foundations of our sect with your slap technique?"
"Mock?" Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow. "I'm just letting you feel a taste of real power. Don't worry, I won't charge you for that one. Next time though… it'll cost you your dignity."
Suddenly, the next challenger appeared. The Sect Master, an imposing figure whose very presence shook the air, strode into the arena. His eyes burned with fury, but even more so... respect.
"You've gone too far, Xiao Fan," the Sect Master growled. "You've slapped your way past all the young masters, past the elders... but no one disrespects me!"
Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge, Sect Master?"
"Oh, it's not a challenge," the Sect Master said coldly, cracking his knuckles. "It's a war."
SLAP!
Before the Sect Master could even blink, Xiao Fan's palm shot out, faster than any cultivator had ever seen. The Sect Master's body flew backward, leaving a trail of dust in the air. His eyes widened in shock as he felt his cultivation unravel.
Ding! Quest Update: Slap the Sect Master Reward: +2000 EXP, +15 Slap Technique Proficiency, +1 Slap War Victory
The Sect Master, utterly stunned, landed in the dirt. His face was red with fury, but there was also a faint trace of awe.
"Impossible..." The Sect Master gasped.
Xiao Fan stood tall, his palm still glowing faintly with the power of the slap. "I told you. The only thing that's going to be smacked around here... is your ego."
The disciples erupted into frenzied applause. "Xiao Fan! Xiao Fan! Xiao Fan!"
The Sect Master, still lying on the ground, nodded slowly. "Alright. You've won this round, Xiao Fan. But this slap war? It's far from over."
Xiao Fan grinned. "I didn't even break a sweat, old man."
And just like that, the slap war had escalated. The sect was no longer just a place of cultivation. It was the battlefield of slaps. Every disciple, every elder, and even the Sect Master had now been dragged into the most ridiculous, chaotic, and utterly hilarious battle ever witnessed in the history of cultivation.
Tomorrow, Xiao Fan would continue his reign of slaps. The universe had no idea what was coming.
Ding!
New Quest: Slap the Entire Sect!
> Reward: +5000 EXP, +50 Slap Technique Proficiency, +1 Slap God Title
Xiao Fan cracked his knuckles and grinned. "Time to slap my way to the top."