Xia Wei looked at the coordinates of the 'Demon Slayer World', which ranked in the middle among all lower-tier worlds.
He quite liked the story of this world; it was a very classic plot. While not the most exciting story in his memory, its core narrative was incredibly righteous.
In particular, each of the Hashira in the Demon Slayer Corps had exceptionally brilliant aspects, and their personalities were distinct and interesting.
If he were to bestow Blessings upon all the Demon Slayer Corps Hashira, he could raise a Family with immense potential in a very short time.
Moreover, with the talent and will displayed by the Hashira, they would definitely manifest exceptionally rare abilities.
As the High God of a Family, he would acquire as many abilities as his Blessed Family developed under the Grace System.
Furthermore, any ability emerging from a Blessing would strengthen as the Family grew stronger, potentially becoming an Authority in the end, or at least a Divine Skill if it couldn't become an Authority.
Although this opportunity would only arise when the Family grew close to divinity, the future was promising.
Xia Wei recalled all the plot points of Demon Slayer, and suddenly thought of an amusing detail.
"Heh~ Didn't Kibutsuji Muzan say that he had never seen gods or buddhas, nor had he suffered divine retribution for a thousand years?"
"If gods and buddhas really appeared, how terrified would that wretched and cowardly Demon King be?"
Another reason for choosing the Demon Slayer World was its relative simplicity and convenience.
"Foundation, open the dimensional coordinates of the Demon Slayer World."
"Buzz—"
A sound similar to a spinning wheel emerged, and pure white light converged before his eyes.
A pure white vortex appeared, and in a blink of an eye, it transformed into a stone gate resembling a Triumphal Arch, with a layer of pure white light membrane within the gate.
This light membrane contained the mysteries of multi-level dimensions; by passing through it, one could reach the coordinate world.
Xia Wei lifted his foot and stepped in. A wondrous tunnel of light and shadow appeared before him, as if he had fallen into a rotating kaleidoscope, making his head feel somewhat dizzy, and even his five senses seemed to be lost.
This experience didn't last long, reaching its end in just two seconds, where there was also a layer of pure white light membrane.
Buzz~
His vision instantly widened, the surrounding light and shadows vanished without a trace, and his five senses returned to normal.
The first thing that caught his eye was the cool moonlight scattered on the trees. His nose detected the damp, earthy smell in the air, a slightly cool breeze gently brushed against his skin, and the buzzing of mosquitoes and the caw of crows entered his ears.
"Is it night now?" Xia Wei's gaze swept around.
He was currently standing on a moss-covered stone staircase. Ahead was a collapsed Torii Gate, and looking further, at the end of the stone staircase was an abandoned shrine.
Buzz~
The colorful rhomboid rune on his brow emitted a faint glow, and wisps of air, invisible to humans, gathered towards him. His body was absorbing them, then converging them into his Godhead.
These air currents were world energy. The circulation of world energy in nature caused various natural phenomena: storms, typhoons, tsunamis, earthquakes, and so on.
The strength of world energy reflected the strength of the world itself.
If put in xuanhuan terms, world energy would be like heaven and earth elemental force.
After world energy was transformed by the Godhead, it became divine power.
Not only world energy, but any energy could be converted into divine power.
Among them, the conversion rate was relatively high for the power of faith provided by believers.
World energy could only be converted within the world, while the power of faith did not require this.
Therefore, most worlds with gods preferred the power of faith.
"The world energy level is too low. To fill the Godhead, I'd have to convert it non-stop for over a hundred years."
Xia Wei felt the conversion rate between the Demon Slayer World's energy and divine power, and after a brief calculation, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Currently, the total divine power reserve in his Godhead was only 10%, meaning it would take at least a hundred years in such a low-tier world to fully fill the remaining 90%.
Only after his Godhead was completely filled would his body begin to be sublimated by divine power into an immortal body of a god.
Xia Wei looked up at the abandoned shrine. The shrine had decayed and collapsed, clearly having been abandoned for many years.
"Perfect. This unknown shrine will temporarily serve as my foothold in this world."
Although he was still very curious about this real world as a newcomer, he suppressed his curiosity, knowing he had to take care of important matters first.
As a god, he naturally couldn't lower himself to personally seek out the Demon Slayer Corps.
The normal script should be that members of the Demon Slayer Corps inadvertently stumbled into a god's divine domain, were fortunate enough to have an audience with the god, and then tearfully pleaded with the god about the injustices of the world, begging for divine pity.
The imagery instantly came to life, didn't it?
Xia Wei's heart surged with excitement. He looked at the dilapidated and collapsed shrine at the end of the stone steps and slowly raised his hand. A golden aura flowed in his palm, and a golden glow even appeared on his body.
He now wanted to test the extent of his Authority as a god.
A phantom of a silver round mirror appeared behind him, which was the materialized projection of the Authority [Fantasy Materialization].
Imagining roaring flames in his mind, with a thought, there was a sudden burst of air, and crimson flames appeared out of thin air, engulfing the entire abandoned shrine.
Boom!
The crackling sound of burning wood was like firecrackers, and the firelight illuminated the surrounding trees.
Soon, the shrine was completely burned to ashes, leaving only smoldering embers.
"Almost no divine power consumed? Or is it that things found in nature don't consume it?"
Xia Wei was a bit surprised. To familiarize himself with his Authority, he continuously brought the imaginings in his mind into reality.
The foundation of the shrine, burned to ashes, was quickly covered with pure white floor tiles, and a temple similar to the Parthenon replaced the original shrine's location.
Colorful flowers and plants covered the surroundings of the temple, along with fountains, statues, and ponds.
He tried to bring animals into reality but failed. It seemed animals could not be brought into reality. Was it because animals had souls or something?
"Only ordinary things consume a negligible amount of divine power." Xia Wei carefully felt the decrease in divine power in his Godhead; it had consumed less than one-thousandth.
Moreover, these materialized objects could exist for over a year.
"So, what about things with a mystical degree?"
Xia Wei's mind conjured up various weapons from anime, especially Noble Phantasms from the Type-Moon World.
Buzz~
The light emitted by the phantom of the silver round mirror behind him gradually intensified.
The divine power in his Godhead instantly decreased by 10%.
A phantom of a wide-bladed longsword with a golden blade and a blue hilt appeared in his hand. The phantom slowly materialized as the Authority continuously operated.
"Pseudo-Excalibur, probably only 30-50% of the original's effectiveness." Xia Wei looked at the materialized Holy Sword in his hand and gained a very clear understanding of the scope of his Authority's capabilities.
Ordinary things, whether weapons, flowers, or buildings, consumed a negligible amount of divine power. He could even create a town by expending all his divine power at once.
For ordinary people, this was undoubtedly a magnificent miracle.
If it were something with a mystical degree, like King Arthur's Excalibur, it could be brought into reality for one day, and if used to fire a 'light cannon', it would disappear after just one shot.
The Authority [Fantasy Materialization] was extremely versatile, almost omnipotent, and could satisfy ordinary people's imagination of a god's great power.
Xia Wei dispersed the pseudo-Excalibur and slowly walked into the projected temple, a joyful smile on his lips.
"The temple is here. Next, it's time for the protagonist to inadvertently stumble into it."
A golden pendulum clock phantom appeared behind him, replacing the silver round mirror.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock—"
The spindle-like pendulum swung left and right, emitting a crisp sound, as if Moving someone's fate.
"Fate, let one of the Demon Slayer Corps Hashira meet me."
The [Pendulum of Fate] began to turn its gears, and 1% of the divine power in his Godhead instantly vanished, which made Xia Wei slightly stunned.
"As expected of a Fate Authority. Just interfering with one destiny choice of an ordinary human with a bit of extraordinary swordsmanship consumed 1% of divine power? The consumption is truly enormous."
Don't underestimate this 1% of divine power; if used for destruction, it could easily obliterate a prosperous district.
Destruction is far simpler than creation.