Drag Your Buddies Into the Game: 108 Groups New vs Old Members Showdown

Life is like sailing against the current—if you can't resist it, you might as well learn to enjoy it.

Ye Chen's maturity was almost heartbreaking.

Though reality fell short of his expectations, he swallowed the bitterness of shattered illusions and managed to laugh brightly.

So now that he was living the good life, how could he forget his brothers?

Without hesitation, before Chen Yi could even make arrangements, Ye Chen took the initiative to volunteer—to drag his dearest friend, his sworn brother Zhu Wujie, formerly ranked 29th as 'GodlyGGExplosion,' down into the abyss with him... or rather, to lend him a helping hand!

Like a virus multiplying and spreading, the infection began.

At first, there was only Han Qianxue as the "ghost."

Then, after infecting Shen Lingxi, they worked together to bring salvation to Ye Chen...

One became two, two became three, three became six...

Out of the thirty group members, most were trapped in dire straits and couldn't resist the lifeline Chen Yi extended.

None of them knew him, had no idea who he was or where he came from, but just his presence alone exuded an overwhelming sense of security!

Well, to be fair, they didn’t really have a choice. If they didn’t sign the Soul Contract he offered, they’d be doomed to forever drown in the illusions conjured by their own souls—seemingly alive, but effectively dead.

So rather than dying in ignorance, why not live with clarity?

A contract binding their souls?

"I'll sign!"

"Me too!"

"Wait, Sister Lingxi signed too? Then count me in!"

"Same here!"

"..."

"I refuse!"

The infection spread smoothly, but as the process neared its end, with only the six toughest nuts left to crack, opposition arose against Chen Yi, the so-called "Terminator."

"I’ve lived my life wild and free—who are you to tell me what to do?"

Yao Suansheng, formerly ranked 6th as 'Primordial Heaven’s Brush,' stood firm with unyielding pride, righteously refusing to sign the soul-binding contract.

"Being trapped here is my own fault. Don’t think that just because you can save me, you can do whatever you want. I’ll bear the consequences of my own actions. If you expect me to bow and scrape, forget it!"

Unlike the others, he had his own ideas—and as everyone knows, people with too many ideas tend to fixate on them, stubbornly convinced that they alone are awake while the rest of the world slumbers.

Take a drowning man, for example. When a lifeline is thrown his way, a normal person would grab it without a second thought—if it saves him, great; if not, well, at least he tried. Things couldn’t get worse anyway.

But an abnormal person, even at death’s door, would still suspect treachery. A lifeline? More like a hidden trap—another way to finish him off!

"I’d rather drown than take your hand!"

That was Yao Suansheng’s mindset. He believed he was merely swimming, still far from drowning. Was there really no chance he could reach the shore on his own?

The mysterious stranger’s lifeline burned too hot, and human hearts were too cold—he didn’t dare touch it...

"Just sign it and stop wasting my time!"

Chen Yi prided himself on being a good employer, one who valued talent and treated them with respect.

But if someone refused to listen to reason, he wasn’t above using force.

Forced fruit isn’t sweet?

At least it quenches your thirst first!

"No, no, no—you can’t do this! Absolutely not! Stop—!"

Yao Suansheng’s soul wailed in despair as an overwhelming will suppressed his consciousness. He was being controlled!

Helpless, he could only watch as his own hand pressed his soul’s imprint onto the contract.

[Ding! Crosser detected. The Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group invites you to join.]

[Invitation accepted.]

Yao Suansheng: ???

Wait, did I agree to this?

Hold on—

A chat group?!

An actual chat group?!

This mysterious man... could he be the mastermind behind the other splinter group?!

Let me see...

Whoa!

You guys are all here?!

Seeing the lively chatter in the group, Yao Suansheng suddenly felt like an idiot.

If he’d known everyone else had already surrendered, why had he held out?

And for what? A beating he didn’t even need to take...

[Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group – Branch 108]

[Group Owner has invited ‘Primordial Heaven’s Brush’ to join the group.]

[Runner-Up in Cultivation (Chen Bo): Who’s this newcomer?! (Auto-reply)]

[Unemployed God of Light (Adolf Anlan): Newbie, post a selfie! (Auto-reply)]

[Heaven-Treading Ancestor (Xu Jinghong): Hahaha! I knew it—this guy’s the most stubborn. Bet he got his ass kicked!]

[Divine Tourist (Ji Fenxing): Never thought Heaven’s Brush would be the last holdout. Gotta say, Old Murong surrendering so fast was unexpected!]

[Murong Dugu (Murong Dugu): Thanks for the tag. I’m stubborn, not stupid!]

[Down-and-Out City Lord (Su Le): So... you’re saying Old Six is stupid?]

[Ink Spirit (Mo Qian): Hahaha—cough—]

[Murong Dugu (Murong Dugu): Let me reiterate—he’s Old Seven now. I’ve reclaimed my spot as Old Six!]

[Cycle of Heaven’s Dao (Yu Zian): A scholar must have his dignity. I get you, Heaven’s Brush. I got beat up too!]

[Primordial Heaven’s Brush (Yao Suansheng): ......]

[Hard to Say Goodbye (Pei Yanqiu): Gotta admit, that bastard Trash Fish ruined the old group. This new one feels way fresher!]

[Top Critic (Jiang Yue): So many newbies here. It’s been ages since I mentored anyone. Since we’re all in this together—who needs help?]

The old-timers barged in with overwhelming momentum, outnumbering and outclassing the original Branch 108 members.

Logically, these veterans were the real newcomers, yet they made the established members look like rookies.

"No wonder the boss told us to stay sharp—this is gonna be a brutal fight!"

"Chen Bo, we’re part of the founding trio. Zhou Zheng’s too busy to chat, so we can’t afford to embarrass ourselves!"

Inside the Illusory Star Cave, Chen Bo and Adolf Anlan exchanged smirks before diving in to steer the conversation.

[Runner-Up in Cultivation (Chen Bo): Shut it, all of you!]

[Unemployed God of Light (Adolf Anlan): Damn it! Did none of you old farts read the group rules? Seniority here is based on join date, not power rankings. So you lot better call us ‘seniors’!]

With level suppression rendered useless, even a mere Unity Realm cultivator could point at a Celestial Immortal and curse them out.

Under Chen Bo and Adolf Anlan’s lead, the other active veterans of Branch 108 seized the moment, joining the fray in full force.

Aside from Fang Zheng, Gu Yuan, Zhou Zheng, and Xiao Chunan—who were all too busy—the remaining eleven veterans, including Qin Sheng and Liu Bo (now interns in the Celestial Court), threw themselves into the chaos.

In one of the factions, the group leader Cai Yu was absent, and Xu Jinghong also refrained from participating in this great battle due to his complicated affiliations.

Thus, this clash between old and new members of the 108-strong group became a showdown of twenty-eight against eleven!

Both the veteran and rookie members unanimously agreed—the advantage was theirs!