Lin Fan was fuming with rage.
How the hell did this little brat also get a Preacher System?
If you’re the Preacher System, then what the hell is my system?
But right now, he couldn’t say anything—the most pressing issue was... his livestream had almost no viewers left listening to his preaching!
They had all flocked to Jiang Ruoxu’s livestream instead.
Though Lin Fan was seething with anger, he still clicked into Jiang Ruoxu’s stream.
He was determined to expose this bastard’s cultivation scam!
His "Scripture of Preaching" was the ultimate cultivation technique gifted by his system, allowing for incredibly fast progress... There was no way Jiang Ruoxu’s technique could compare.
When he entered Jiang Ruoxu’s livestream, Lin Fan was brimming with arrogance.
"‘The Human Emperor Scripture’? Sounds fancy, but it’s probably just some flashy gimmick."
Lin Fan sneered as he began reciting the scripture along with Jiang Ruoxu.
Then, something shocking happened.
A terrifying surge of spiritual energy rushed into his body.
Lin Fan’s eyes widened in an instant.
How was this possible?
His Scripture of Preaching was already a top-tier cultivation technique, but it still required the tedious process of drawing spiritual energy into the body—a step so difficult that those with poor spiritual roots couldn’t even manage it, effectively barring many from cultivation altogether.
On top of that, it often required rare treasures for medicinal baths to aid cultivation—something most people couldn’t even dream of obtaining!
But this "Human Emperor Scripture" skipped all that, solving the problem at its root. Just chanting the scripture was enough to cultivate?
This was way too broken!
No way! Absolutely no way!
There was no such technique in this world—it had to be a demonic cultivation method! Definitely demonic!
Lin Fan felt like he had finally caught onto something.
He immediately addressed the viewers in the livestream.
"Everyone, don’t believe this nonsense! This isn’t the ‘Human Emperor Scripture’—it’s clearly a demonic technique! If you keep practicing, you’ll lose control and go mad!"
Lin Fan outright labeled Jiang Ruoxu’s technique as demonic.
Demonic cultivation... Surely that would scare them off?
But Lin Fan had underestimated the fervor of the Dragon Nation’s people for cultivation.
"What? Demonic cultivation? Heh heh heh... Demonic cultivation’s even better! I’m all for it!"
"The Scripture of Preaching requires expensive medicinal baths that cost a fortune. After three months of practicing, I lost my house and bankrupted my family. Now that we finally have the Human Emperor Scripture, you’re calling it demonic? Do you think we can’t tell the difference?"
"Exactly! A technique that works for the masses is a good technique. Besides, I don’t think the Human Emperor Scripture is demonic at all. After practicing, I can feel a righteous energy gathering in my chest—what kind of demonic technique produces righteous energy?"
Thanks to countless myths and legends, the people of the Dragon Nation had long yearned for immortality. Even if this really were demonic cultivation... as long as it opened the path to immortality, countless people would still flock to it!
Lin Fan was completely dumbfounded.
His livestream lost another huge chunk of viewers. Originally, tens of millions had followed his cultivation teachings, but now only a few million remained—many of whom were paid trolls hired by Jiang Ruoxu.
"Damn it! That little bastard is stealing my business!"
Lin Fan clenched his fists, wishing he could strangle that Jiang kid right then and there.
......
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully pulling off an earth-shattering flex! By spreading the Human Emperor Scripture to the world, you have earned 500,000 Flex Points.]
Holy shit!
Jiang Ruoxu’s pupils shrank in shock. Five hundred thousand Flex Points?! This was a windfall beyond his wildest dreams!
Five hundred thousand Flex Points—he usually struggled to earn ten or twenty thousand a day from his usual antics. This single haul was almost two months’ worth of effort!
Realizing this, Jiang Ruoxu’s gaze hardened with determination.
He had discovered a brand-new way to flex!
And the foundation of it all was the "Human Emperor Scripture" gifted to him by Jiang Che. Not only had it helped him utterly humiliate Lin Fan, but it had also earned him a massive amount of Flex Points.
"I won’t forget this kindness, Jiang Che. I’ll repay you tenfold with treasures from my system!"
The kid still had some conscience, though he had no idea... Jiang Che had already been exploiting the system ten times over.
Jiang Che wasn’t satisfied with just skimming Flex Points—he had even created the "Human Emperor Scripture" to speed things up.
While Jiang Che cultivated the original scripture, he wasn’t just skimming system points—he was also skimming cultivation progress.
Every cultivator who practiced the Human Emperor Scripture had to pay him a tax!
...
Jiang Ruoxu’s livestream was packed with viewers.
Soon, dissenting voices began to emerge.
"Host? Why can’t I practice the Human Emperor Scripture? Is it fake?"
"My child can’t practice it either. He’s eight years old—is it a talent issue? His father is African... he’s mixed race..."
"Several of my foreign friends can’t practice it at all. Is it a racial thing?"
"How is that possible? An old beggar in our village managed to practice it just fine. He even drew in spiritual energy and is progressing insanely fast—he’ll probably become a martial artist in a few days..."
Many foreigners lurked in the livestreams of preachers like Jiang Ruoxu and Lin Fan.
Some were even spies. Foreign nations had long studied the Dragon Nation’s ancient martial arts, even establishing entire academic disciplines dedicated to them. They had even sent spies to infiltrate martial sects and steal techniques.
Now, with the spiritual energy resurgence, the Dragon Nation’s preachers were openly spreading cultivation methods to the masses—of course, they wanted to steal the knowledge too.
They had already realized that, in the next few decades, Earth would likely enter an era of spiritual energy resurgence. Without cultivation techniques, they’d fall behind the Dragon Nation. Soon, Dragon Nation citizens would be flying through the skies and moving mountains, while they could only watch helplessly.
But now, there was an awkward problem—Jiang Ruoxu’s "Human Emperor Scripture" seemed to have restrictions. Many people couldn’t practice it at all.
Jiang Ruoxu paused, then remembered what his master, Mo Lianxing, had told him.
The Human Emperor Scripture had a bloodline restriction—only those of Huaxia descent could practice it!
So he explained, "The Human Emperor Scripture is a supreme cultivation technique created by the ancestral Human Emperors of Huaxia. The bloodline of the Human Emperors is imprinted within the technique—only those of pure Huaxia descent can practice it..."
The moment Jiang Ruoxu said this, the livestream exploded.
A technique only Huaxia descendants could practice?
This instantly enraged all the foreign admirers, self-hating women, and lurking foreigners who had hoped to steal the technique.
"What kind of bullshit is this Human Emperor Scripture? Pure racism!"
"Pfft. This scripture is clearly a scam. Total garbage."
"Why? Just because I studied abroad in the West and dated 81 black boyfriends, I'm still of pure Dragon Nation bloodline. Why can't I cultivate?"
"This is an era that advocates equality for all—everyone should have the right to practice immortal cultivation..."
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