User Feedback? Dao Ancestor Exclusive Version Survey Form!

The Purple Gold Jade Slip floated silently before Chen Changsheng.

It looked no different from three days ago.

The only change was that above the cold horizontal line marked [Project Initiator], there was now one additional character and one symbol.

One character, ancient and vigorous, as if containing the origin and end of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

One symbol, simple and direct, yet seeming to encompass all the unknowns and variables between heaven and earth.

Sect Leader Tongtian's heart sank to the bottom.

He had imagined countless possibilities.

The Dao Ancestor, enraged, inflicting Heavenly Punishment.

The Dao Ancestor, ignoring them, letting it sink into the void.

But he had never imagined this one.

What was this?

A question? A mockery? Or... a kind of ridicule from the level of the Heavenly Dao, utterly incomprehensible through existing logic?

Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming didn't even dare to breathe.

They only felt that before that simple question mark, their Primordial Spirits were as insignificant as a speck of dust, liable to be ground to nothing at any moment by the supreme will it contained.

The entire Golden Ao Island fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze focused on Chen Changsheng, waiting for his reaction, or rather... waiting for his collapse.

Yet Chen Changsheng merely looked quietly at the jade slip.

On his face, there was no fear, no panic.

He even furrowed his brow slightly, like a mortal craftsman examining a flawed piece of work.

A long time passed.

Slowly, he raised his head.

He looked at Daoist Duobao, who was already deeply unsettled, and a trace of apology appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Duobao."

"It seems our work was not meticulous enough."

Daoist Duobao was startled.

"Junior... Junior Brother, what do you mean by this?"

"We were wrong."

Chen Changsheng's voice was calm and firm, as if stating an established fact.

"We made the most fatal mistake in process design."

He raised the jade slip in his hand, pointing at the question mark, his expression serious.

"We failed to fully consider the 'user's' actual situation."

"User?"

Daoist Duobao exchanged a glance with Zhao Gongming, both utterly bewildered.

"Correct, the user."

Chen Changsheng emphasized his tone, his eyes at that moment blazing with intensity.

"The Dao Ancestor, seated high in the Purple Firmament Palace for countless Yuanhui, has long since detached from specific affairs. What he is accustomed to is issuing macro-level directives, driving the flow of the grand momentum."

"And this Survey Form of ours, though logically clear with well-defined rights and responsibilities, is still too... professional, too complex for the Dao Ancestor, a 'user encountering our process for the first time.'"

"Thus, before this form, he became confused."

Chen Changsheng pointed at the question mark, interpreting this response from the Heavenly Dao for everyone, word by word.

"This question mark is not asking us 'by what right.'"

"He is asking, 'What is this,' 'How do I fill it in,' 'What use is filling it in.'"

"This is the most precious... user feedback!"

These words were like a thunderbolt cleaving through chaos.

It struck Sect Leader Tongtian, Daoist Duobao, and Zhao Gongming utterly dumbfounded, their Dao hearts buzzing.

User... feedback?

They looked at that question mark containing supreme heavenly might, then at Chen Changsheng's sincere expression of "so that's how it is."

They suddenly felt that the Dao they had cultivated for countless Yuanhui might have been... cultivated in vain.

"Then... then what should we do now?"

Daoist Duobao had now completely abandoned thought; his only remaining notion was to closely follow the Dao Protector's line of reasoning.

Even if that path led to an abyss of endless ruin.

"Improvements!"

Chen Changsheng's eyes gleamed with a light called "Product Iteration."

"Since the standard version's user experience is poor, we'll immediately launch... the Dao Ancestor Exclusive Version!"

Saying this, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"Senior Brother Duobao, Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, please assist me!"

"We need to work through the night to produce a brand-new, clearer, more detailed, and more... user-friendly survey form!"

Under Sect Leader Tongtian's complex gaze—a mix of shock, bewilderment, and a trace of anticipation—

the core leadership of the Jie Sect's Calamity Aversion Department held their first "Product Optimization Emergency Meeting" right at the foot of Golden Ao Island's mountain gate, using Dao Ancestor Hongjun's "user feedback."

"First, the salutation needs to change."

Chen Changsheng took out a new jade slip, his expression focused.

"The previous 'To the Dao Ancestor's Office, Purple Firmament Palace' was too cold and lacked human touch. It should be changed to... 'To Respected Dao Ancestor Hongjun,' and at the end, we add 'Personal Opening' to show respect."

Daoist Duobao's hand twitched, nearly crushing another jade slip.

"Second, the body text needs a lead-in."

Chen Changsheng continued.

"We can't jump straight into work. First, we introduce ourselves and explain the core philosophy of our 'Process Dao'—that is, 'incorporating all conflicts into rules, solving the biggest problems with the smallest cost.'"

"We need to make the Dao Ancestor understand that we're not challenging him, but sharing his burdens, offering him a brand-new solution to 'perfect the order of the Heavenly Dao'!"

Zhao Gongming nodded along on the side. Though he still felt something was off, it did sound... quite reasonable.

"The most critical part is the questions themselves."

Chen Changsheng's expression turned extremely solemn.

"There were too many open-ended questions before. For the Dao Ancestor, a supreme leader who handles a thousand matters daily, that's too much of a time-waste."

"This time, we're changing everything to... multiple-choice questions!"

He picked up a jade brush and began swiftly sketching on a light screen.

[1. Regarding the core driving force behind this "Elucidate Dao" project, what is your primary demand? (Single choice)]

[A. Perfect the existing order of the Heavenly Dao, enhance controllability.]

[B. Find the optimal solution for the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, reduce internal strife among Sages.]

[C. Pure academic exploration, satisfy personal curiosity.]

[D. All of the above.]

[2. Regarding the potential impact of the "Process Dao," which aspect concerns you most? (Multiple choices allowed)]

[A. Whether it will disrupt the existing Sage structure.]

[B. Whether it will affect the balance of fortune between the Mystic Sect and the Western Sect.]

[C. Whether it can effectively reduce the destructive power of the Tribulation.]

[D. Who holds the final interpretation rights over the process.]

[3. If this project succeeds, what do you consider the most reasonable way to distribute the results?]

[A. Led by Purple Firmament Palace, assisted by the Jie Sect, results split 70-30.]

[B. Led by the Jie Sect, supervised by Purple Firmament Palace, results split 50-50.]

[C. Establish a joint project team, develop together, results distributed by contribution.]

[D. Master, just give whatever you think is right.]

When Chen Changsheng wrote down the last option, Sect Leader Tongtian could no longer hold back. A breath caught in his throat, and he coughed violently.

Staring at that "Option D," he felt that this newly accepted disciple not only had a deep grasp of the Process Dao but had also elevated the mortal art of "human sentiment and worldly wisdom" to a level that left even a Sage in awe.

"Finally."

Chen Changsheng took a deep breath and added one more section at the very bottom of the form.

[User Experience & Feedback]

[Respected Dao Ancestor, to better serve you, please give your valuable opinion on this survey form's design. (Please check one)]

[A. Very clear, easy to understand at a glance.]

[B. Basically clear, a few areas need optimization.]

[C. Not very clear, suggest redoing it from scratch.]

[D. (Please write your specific suggestion here: ________)]

After finishing all this, Chen Changsheng let out a long, relieved sigh.

He handed the survey form—this "Dao Ancestor Exclusive Version 2.0," condensed from the highest wisdom of the Jie Sect—to Daoist Duobao, who had long since been stunned into a daze.

"Senior Brother, I trouble you."

Daoist Duobao mechanically took the Jade Slip, sweeping his divine sense over it, and felt that every single option was like a death warrant.

But he still did as asked.

Because he had already gone numb.

Half a shichen later.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of Jie Sect disciples, a gaze mixed with worship, fear, and fervor.

That "Mailroom" disciple was once again carried before the altar.

His face was ashen, his hands trembling, and for the second time, he sent that letter—enough to overturn the Primordial World—into the passage leading beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

This time, the deathly silence of Golden Ao Island lasted only a single day.

The next morning.

Chaos descended once more.

A streak of light fell for the third time from the direction of Purple Firmament Palace.

Everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

What would it be this time?

A thunderous fury? Or... another question mark?

The light scattered.

What floated before Chen Changsheng was neither a returned Jade Slip nor a new divine decree.

It was a brush.

A brush that looked utterly ordinary, made from some unknown green bamboo—the most commonplace sort... a writing brush.

No Dao Charm flowed along its handle.

No trace of magical power lingered on its tip.

It just floated there silently, as if waiting for something.

Sect Leader Tongtian's pupils suddenly contracted.

What... did this mean?

Was it telling him to shut up and stop messing around with all this flashy nonsense?

Or...

Just as everyone was sinking into immense confusion.

A look of relief broke across Chen Changsheng's face, blooming into a brilliant smile.

He made a deep, respectful bow toward the brush.

"Disciple understands."

He turned his head, looking at the still-bewildered Daoist Duobao, his voice carrying a barely suppressed excitement.

"Senior Brother Duobao!"

"Hurry!"

"Bring me our survey form!"

"The Dao Ancestor himself... is going to fill it out in person!"

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