Primordial Credit System Online! First Target, Eight Views Palace!

Golden Ao Island, Calamity Aversion Department main hall.

The shimmering light of the teleportation array slowly faded.

Zhao Gongming stepped out, clutching two jade slips in his hands.

His face bore a complex expression, a mix of exhaustion, exhilaration, and utter absurdity.

Inside the hall, Sect Leader Tongtian, Daoist Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and a host of core disciples of the Calamity Aversion Department had long been waiting.

All eyes instantly locked onto him.

"How did it go?"

Daoist Duobao stepped forward, his voice carrying a barely perceptible tension.

Zhao Gongming said nothing.

He simply walked forward silently and placed the two jade slips respectfully on the table before Chen Changsheng.

The first was a golden settlement slip, bearing the words "Ninety-eight thousand merits," its radiance enough to make even a Sage turn their head.

The second was a silver satisfaction survey.

At the very bottom of the survey, a line of characters written in Dragon Clan blood—twisted and savage from the writer's extreme humiliation—stung the eyes of every immortal present.

"Good! Very good! Excellent! The Jie Sect's service made me feel the warmth of home! I'll be back!"

Following it was a smiley face, drawn with all the strength the writer could muster.

But that smiley face looked uglier than a cry.

"..."

The hall fell into dead silence.

Even Sect Leader Tongtian couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth when he saw that bloody line.

He looked at his youngest disciple, still wearing that frail, sickly expression, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

He suddenly felt that he, as the master, might need to reassess the terrifying lethality contained in the word "Process"—enough to shatter the Dao heart of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

"Junior Brother."

Zhao Gongming took a deep breath, his voice hoarse as he reported.

"Mission accomplished without disgrace."

"The East Sea Dragon Clan: a total of three thousand seven hundred and twenty-one dragon sons and grandsons, and one hundred and twenty thousand Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals, all registered in the records."

"Service fee: ninety-eight thousand merits, not a single one short."

"Dragon King Ao Guang expressed... great satisfaction with our department's service."

When he uttered those last four words, even he felt a sharp sting in his Primordial Spirit.

Chen Changsheng nodded calmly.

He picked up the survey, stained with the Dragon King's blood and tears, examined it carefully, then tucked it away with care.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother."

"This is the first five-star review our Calamity Aversion Department has received. It holds great significance. It should be framed and hung at the department's entrance to inspire those who come after."

Zhao Gongming: "..."

Daoist Duobao: "..."

"Junior Brother."

Daoist Duobao finally snapped out of that extreme sense of absurdity. Frowning deeply, he raised a critical question.

"The Dragon Clan is weak and neighbors our Golden Ao Island, which is why we could handle them."

"But if it were someone else—say, the Asura Clan from the Sea of Blood, or Demon Master Kunpeng from the depths of the North Sea—"

"They won't bother with any of our processes."

His concern was shared by everyone.

No matter how good the process, the other party had to be willing to sit down and follow it.

What about those brutes who flip the table at the slightest disagreement?

One disciple in charge of records looked nervously at Chen Changsheng, while another stared at the mountain of merits, eyes gleaming.

But Chen Changsheng acted as if he hadn't heard Duobao's question.

He slowly stood up and walked to the center of the hall.

He raised his hand.

The Heavenly Mandate Document, neither metal nor jade, bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, quietly materialized.

"Senior Brother's concern is very reasonable."

Chen Changsheng's voice was not loud, but it clearly suppressed all murmurs.

"Processes need strength to be upheld."

"And our power does not originate from our sect, but from..."

He pointed upward.

"The Heavenly Dao."

As his words fell, he drove all ninety-eight thousand merits into the Heavenly Mandate Document.

Hum—!

The entire ancient tome erupted with a dazzling, brilliant Profound Yellow divine light!

A massive light screen projected from the book, shooting straight into the nine heavens, dyeing the entire sky above Golden Ao Island into a sea of golden merit!

On the light screen, countless Great Dao Runes evolved wildly, ultimately coalescing into lines of cold, grand text brimming with supreme authority.

[By decree of Dao Ancestor Hongjun of the Purple Firmament Palace!]

[Flow Official Chen Changsheng, for the purpose of sorting out the karma of the Three Realms and quantifying the credit of all beings, hereby promulgates—]

[<Provisional Measures for Primordial Credit Management>!]

The moment these lines appeared, a supreme Heavenly Dao pressure radiated from the light screen, instantly spreading across the Three Realms and Six Paths, the Four Seas and Eight Wildernesses!

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate, who had been meditating with eyes closed, abruptly opened them.

The cup carved from Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade in his hand shattered with a crisp sound.

The West, Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Zhunti's expression of worldly suffering froze solid. He exchanged a glance with Daoist Jieyin beside him, and both saw unprecedented shock in each other's eyes.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Wa Huang Palace.

Saintess Nuwa furrowed her delicate brows slightly, her gaze piercing through endless void, landing on that radiant golden light.

At that moment, the text on the Heavenly Dao light screen continued to evolve.

[Effective immediately, within the Three Realms, the "Primordial Credit System" is officially established!]

[All beings of the Three Realms, whether immortals, mortals, spirits, or monsters, are automatically enrolled in this system and granted an initial credit score.]

[Credit scores will be closely tied to your fortune, merit, cultivation, and even your Tribulation experiences!]

[Those who actively cooperate with the Heavenly Dao census and complete their personal information will increase their credit score.]

[Those who defy the Heavenly Dao process, engage in violent resistance to law enforcement, or have unclear karma will have their credit score deducted.]

[Those with excessively low credit scores will trigger the following penalties:]

[One, restriction on accessing Heavenly Dao merit.]

[Two, restriction on entering Blessed Lands and Grotto-Heavens.]

[Three, increased probability of facing a Tribulation.]

[Four,...]

Item by item, clause by clause, crystal clear and coldly merciless.

This was no longer a threat—it was a proclamation.

It was the Heavenly Dao, through Chen Changsheng's hand, issuing a brand-new set of iron laws to the entire Primordial World, overriding all existing powers!

When the final line fell.

[The final interpretation right of these Measures belongs to the Three Realms Population Census Office.]

The entire Primordial World fell utterly silent.

Countless great powers jolted awake from seclusion; countless strong beings cast horrified gazes toward the East Sea.

They finally understood that the so-called "process" of the Jie Sect was no joke.

It was a vast, invisible net, woven by the Heavenly Dao, slowly spreading to ensnare all living beings!

On Golden Ao Island, Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming were already stunned speechless, their Primordial Spirits trembling.

They watched the young junior who calmly withdrew the Heavenly Mandate Document, and felt that his figure, in this moment, had become more towering and unfathomable than a Saint's.

So this... was the true trump card!

First, use the Dragon Clan as a pilot to secure startup capital.

Then, use that capital to leverage the authority of the Heavenly Dao, proclaiming the legitimacy of the "process" to the Three Realms!

From now on, cooperating with the census was no longer about giving face to the Jie Sect—it was about... accumulating one's own "credit score"!

"Now."

Chen Changsheng turned around, looking at the thoroughly subdued Daoist Duobao, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Elder Brother, do you still think anyone would dare to flip the table?"

Daoist Duobao swallowed hard with difficulty, then bowed deeply to Chen Changsheng, prostrating himself in utter submission.

"Junior apprentice-brother... truly a divine being!"

Chen Changsheng waved his hand, signaling that he need not stand on ceremony.

His gaze once again fell upon Zhao Gongming.

"Senior brother, the census work must continue to be carried out."

Zhao Gongming jolted, then quickly bowed.

"Please instruct me, junior apprentice-brother! Is the next target the North Sea Demon Master Palace, or the Sea of Blood of Minghe?"

At this moment, his confidence was soaring; holding the Credit Measures, he felt there was nowhere in the Three Realms he could not go!

"Neither."

Chen Changsheng shook his head.

From his sleeve, he took out a new official document he had long since drafted.

The heading of the document, formed from Great Dao Runes, made Zhao Gongming's heart skip a beat.

[To: Grand Master Xuandu, First Disciple of the Ren Sect (to be forwarded to Grand Supreme Moral Heavenly Venerate)]

Chen Changsheng gently handed the document to Zhao Gongming, his voice as calm as if he were discussing a trivial matter.

"Our sect and the Chan Sect have long had grievances; it would be inappropriate to proceed with them first."

"The Western Sect is far away; let us set that aside for now."

"The Ren Sect is the orthodox lineage of the Mystic Sect. Senior Uncle-Master, in his pure and effortless way, values 'reason' above all."

"Our process is the greatest reason in the Primordial World."

"Therefore, the next census target shall begin with the Eight Views Palace."

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