The monitoring system wielded immense authority, derived directly from a rune on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, granting it control over all affairs within the chat group.
Generally speaking, once it set its sights on someone, the consequences were severe.
But...
Something was off. Recently, the frequency of anomaly reports had spiked significantly, yet every inspection showed everything was normal.
Where exactly was the problem?
No matter—it had to be connected to those four members from Group Four!
[Warning! Members 'Humanity Shall Fall,' 'No No No Lewdness,' 'A Red Cat,' and 'I Came Treading Moonlight,' you are suspected of violating regulations during the Exorcism Dungeon!]
[Account privileges have been suspended. Unban in 3,650 days.]
[Friendly reminder: Continued violations will result in harsher penalties. Please adhere to the rules and conduct trial activities properly.]
The four members, who had just returned to their local space, were stunned.
"Damn it!!!"
Ma Dabiao, whose group nickname was 'I Came Treading Moonlight,' was a hot-tempered man. The moment he saw the ban notice, he immediately opened the feedback interface and unleashed a torrent of expletives—extremely crude ones.
"Wait, hold up—I violated the rules? Are you even listening to yourself? I swear to !"
Mo Wushuang, aka 'Humanity Shall Fall,' was far more composed. Venting verbally was one thing, but raging in the feedback section was unwise.
"Argh! This is infuriating! Is this our fault?! You're the one with the problem! Oh, so we just ignore the facts and blame us instead? Say something! Don’t play dead—answer me!"
Tian Tian, 'A Red Cat,' was fuming, her ample chest heaving as she tried to reason with the monitoring system.
"Seriously?! Thank goodness this was just the Exorcism Dungeon, where the Lifebound passive keeps us alive. If this happened in the Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds, wouldn’t we be dead? You should be fixing your issues instead of pinning the blame on us. If this keeps up, who’d dare enter the Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds anymore?"
Zhao Yu, 'No No No Lewdness,' argued logically. Sure, his mind might be filthy, but he wasn’t stupid.
Meanwhile, upon receiving the feedback, the monitoring system triggered its protocol and re-examined Exorcism Dungeon No. 12 twelve more times before concluding:
They were making excuses!
[Warning! Refusal to admit fault and repeated spamming of feedback will result in escalated penalties!]
[All account privileges have been suspended. Unban in 7,300 days.]
The four unfortunate Group Four members were devastated—Mo Wushuang most of all.
He slammed his head against the ground, howling in despair, "Wait, hold on—I didn’t even submit feedback! Why am I getting punished too?! Is there no justice? No law?! You’re utterly tyrannical!!!"
Elsewhere, after learning about the penalties from the backend, Chen Yi shook his head.
"Sorry for making you suffer and take the blame. My apologies. If fate allows, I’ll compensate you someday."
After silently expressing his guilt, Chen Yi’s eyes gleamed with determination.
Admittedly, the sacrifices of those four Group Four members had been invaluable!
He had now roughly deciphered the operational logic of the Exorcism Dungeon. As long as he followed the rules, he could reshape the dungeon into his own domain without triggering the monitoring system!
Once he seized full control of all Exorcism Dungeons, he would advance further—claiming all eleven Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds!
Then, using them as a foundation, he would slowly corrode the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, ultimately reshaping it under its original owner’s nose until it became his!
So what if its owner was an immortal realm powerhouse?!
If they wouldn’t let him ascend, he’d use their own resources to grow stronger—then storm the immortal realm himself!
When the time came, he’d have a serious talk with the Heavenly Dao of the immortal realm. What was the deal with having the Tribulation Lightning chase him down during his ascension?
Since it refused to be fair, it had no right to rule the upper realm. Time for Zi Wei to take over!
Chen Yi’s thoughts drifted further, but the faint tremors in the sky quickly snapped him back to reality.
"No rush. Conquering the chat group is a long-term battle. For now, the priority is selecting suitable candidates for the Scattered Immortals of the Heavenly Dao!"
With that in mind, Chen Yi softly called out, "Zi Wei, you free?"
After a long pause, Zi Wei’s Heavenly Dao responded.
"Always for you, Yi-ge. If you call, I’ll come."
Chen Yi fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Hold on a little longer. I need to pick a few late-stage Unity Realm cultivators to train and share your burden. But don’t worry—I won’t force them to face the Immortal Ascension Tribulation. I have my own methods. Just trust me."
Zi Wei’s Heavenly Dao hesitated for an even longer time before cautiously asking, "Yi-ge... what’s the success rate?"
Last time, twenty-eight of the finest candidates went—only five returned. The loss had been heartbreaking.
Now that Yi-ge was at it again, it wasn’t that Zi Wei objected, but... there weren’t many outstanding candidates left. Losing even one would hurt.
Chen Yi understood Zi Wei’s concerns and confidently raised a single finger.
"Ten percent? That’s... unacceptable!"
For once, Zi Wei’s Heavenly Dao stood firm—but it was a losing battle.
Chen Yi calmly clarified, "Not ten percent. One hundred percent. I’ll bring every single one back unharmed."
"Really?!"
"Really."
"But... last time, twenty-eight..."
"...Last time, I didn’t know how. This is a new trick I came up with recently. The path to success always demands sacrifices—don’t ask. I know what I’m doing."
"Oh..."
As always, when it came to major decisions, Zi Wei’s Heavenly Dao deferred to Chen Yi. This time was no exception.
Though worry gnawed at it, if Yi-ge insisted, then so be it.
It just hoped more would survive this time—ideally, all of them. There really weren’t many outstanding candidates left...
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