Guangchengzi's Fury: Acting on Heaven's Behalf, Please Fill Out a Form First!

Guangchengzi's hand, the one holding the Heaven-Turning Seal, froze midair.

That supreme treasure, capable of crushing mountains and rivers, now felt in his grip both as heavy as billions of jun and as light as a feather, leaving him unable to lift it or set it down.

The expressions on the Chan Sect immortals behind him were even more spectacular to behold.

Shock, absurdity, disbelief—all of it finally coalesced into a humiliated fury at being toyed with.

"How dare you!"

Chi Jingzi was the first to lose control, a furious roar that churned the sea beneath them.

The Yin Yang Mirror in his hand blazed with precious light, aimed straight at Daoist Duobao.

"We act on our master's command to execute Heaven's punishment! And you dare mock us like this? Do you truly believe the immortal swords of our Chan Sect are dull?!"

Yet Daoist Duobao simply thrust the registration form forward again.

His smile was flawless, his tone so sincere it left no room for fault.

"Brother Chi Jingzi, calm your anger."

"This is no mockery—it is the rule."

He turned slightly, pointing at the massive stone tablet inscribed with [Handle Affairs According to Regulations], his expression solemn.

"Ever since our sect's Dao Protector established the new charter, the entire Golden Ao Island has upheld an iron law. Any outsider entering the island, regardless of status or intent, must be registered for inspection."

Daoist Duobao paused, his voice carrying an air of utter reasonableness.

"This is both to ensure the safety of Golden Ao Island and to protect you, brothers. If—just if—any of you were to trip and hurt yourselves on the island, we'd have a record to handle the matter properly, wouldn't we?"

"Pfft—"

A Jie Sect disciple couldn't hold back a laugh, barely stifled by a quick hand over his mouth from someone beside him, his face flushed red.

Chi Jingzi's face had already turned the color of liver.

Trip?

Hurt himself?

He, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, one of the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, would trip on flat ground?

What utter humiliation!

"You..."

He trembled with rage, ready to unleash his treasure without restraint.

"Junior brother, calm yourself."

Guangchengzi finally spoke, his voice as cold as the winds of the Nine Hells.

He restrained the impulsive Chi Jingzi, his gaze like two sharp swords, boring into Daoist Duobao's face, trying to find a crack in that smiling facade.

But he failed.

Daoist Duobao's eyes were so sincere, so... businesslike.

As if, in his view, this group of twelve Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals were no different from the mortal seekers who came to the mountain for guidance—just "visitors" who needed to go through the process.

"A fine 'handle affairs according to regulations.'"

Guangchengzi ground out the words through clenched teeth.

The towering rage in his heart, after the initial suffocation, eerily settled.

He realized that today's affair was far from something Daoist Duobao could orchestrate alone.

Behind it all, there must be Uncle-Master Tongtian, or even that mysterious "Dao Protector," pulling the strings.

The Jie Sect was declaring war on the Chan Sect in a way he had never seen before.

This was not a contest of magical power, but a contest of rules—a contest of Dao lineages!

If they resorted to force here, win or lose, they would be the ones in the wrong.

Because they would have broken the other side's "rules."

Word would spread that the Chan Sect bullied others with their strength, unreasonable and overbearing.

Conversely, if they obeyed those "rules"...

That would be an even greater disgrace!

A thousand thoughts flashed through Guangchengzi's mind in an instant. Finally, he slowly extended his hand and took the sandalwood folder and jade pen from Daoist Duobao.

He would see for himself!

See what trick the Jie Sect was really playing!

"Brother!"

Chi Jingzi and the others were all shocked.

Guangchengzi ignored them, his gaze falling on that so-called [Golden Ao Island Visitor Registration Form].

One look, and his pupils abruptly contracted.

The hand gripping the jade pen was covered in bulging veins.

He looked down at the first column of the registration form, clearly written there.

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[Reason for Visit (please check the corresponding option)]

[A. Friendly Exchange]

[B. Business Negotiation]

[C. Provoking Trouble]

[D. Other ____]

Guangchengzi's breath suddenly caught in his throat.

He felt as if an invisible, massive hammer had slammed into his chest.

Provoking Trouble?

He, the esteemed first disciple of the Chan Sect, acting on his master's orders to enforce Heaven's punishment, had come here only to be labeled as "Provoking Trouble"?!

Suppressing the urge to crush the form into dust, he forced his gaze downward.

[Estimated Duration of Stay: ____ Shichen]

[Are you carrying any dangerous items (Note: All High-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasures and above are classified as such): A. Yes B. No. If yes, please list the name, grade, and primary function of each treasure below, and hand them over to our island's Reception Department for temporary safekeeping.]

Seeing this line, Guangchengzi instinctively glanced at the Heaven-Turning Seal in his hand.

He could already picture himself writing down the name and function of the Heaven-Turning Seal, then respectfully handing it over to some Outer Sect Disciple of the Jie Sect.

A surge of blood rushed straight to his crown of the head.

But it wasn't over yet.

At the very bottom of the form, there was a tiny note written in cinnabar, the characters as small as flies.

[Liability Statement: During your visit, please conscientiously abide by all rules and regulations of this island. Any damage caused to public property, formation facilities, flora and fauna, or personnel of this island due to personal reasons shall be compensated at the assessed value. The final right of interpretation belongs to our sect's Calamity Aversion Department.]

[Visitor's Signature: ________]

At this moment, Guangchengzi understood completely.

What kind of registration form was this?

It was clearly an unequal treaty!

A yoke being placed around his neck!

Signing it meant admitting he had come for a "visit," admitting he carried "dangerous items," admitting he would abide by the Jie Sect's "rules," and even taking responsibility for any potential damage!

The supreme righteousness of their "enforcing Heaven's punishment" was utterly dissolved before this form, reduced to a private visit requiring advance notice and bearing all consequences oneself!

"Crack—"

A sharp sound rang out.

The jade pen, carved from ten-thousand-year-old ink jade, had been cracked by Guangchengzi's grip.

A terrifying aura seeped from his body, causing the seawater that had just calmed to churn violently once more.

The Twelve Golden Immortals behind him also had faces ashen, their mana surging, clearly on the verge of eruption.

Before the entire mountain gate of Golden Ao Island, the air froze to an extreme point.

A great battle seemed imminent, ready to erupt at any moment.

Yet, at this tense and explosive juncture, a slightly weak voice, tinged with a hint of gentle laughter, slowly rang out from the crowd behind Daoist Duobao.

"Senior Brother Guangchengzi."

Everyone turned to look.

A young Daoist, his face pale, his breath shallow, as if a gust of wind could knock him over, was slowly walking out, supported by two disciples.

It was Chen Changsheng.

He made a distant bow to Guangchengzi, an apologetic expression on his face.

"Senior Brother, please calm your anger."

"It must be that Senior Brother Duobao and the others were careless in their duties and didn't explain things clearly to you."

He coughed lightly twice, then continued.

"This standard registration form does have rather cumbersome procedures, mainly because our sect needs to regulate management and prevent some rogue cultivators and monsters from causing trouble."

"For honored guests like you from Kunlun, we naturally have a dedicated reception process."

Hearing this, Guangchengzi's expression eased slightly.

So there was another process after all.

It seems the Jie Sect still doesn't dare to take things all the way.

He snorted inwardly, about to speak, when Chen Changsheng's next words drifted over slowly.

"According to Article 3, Clause 7 of the Golden Ao Island VIP Reception Management Measures."

"Any visiting personal disciple of a friendly sect's Sage may skip the standard registration form and proceed directly to the 'VIP Passage'."

Chen Changsheng paused, his smile growing even warmer.

"However... the VIP Passage requires an advance reservation."

"Does Senior Brother happen to have one?"