Primordial World Performance Review! Investiture of the Gods Becomes a Recruitment Form!

The moment the command was issued, the entire Calamity Aversion Department—this vast machine born to counter tribulations—roared into motion with unprecedented efficiency.

Data Modeling and Risk Actuarial Center.

Hum—!

As Chen Changsheng injected the one-time "Heavenly Dao-level Deduction Acceleration Permit" into the core array eye, the entire hall hummed and resonated.

Hundreds of massive Water Mirrors blazed with light, the Great Dao Runes flowing across them racing at speeds that surpassed even a Sage's deduction limits.

Holy Mother Jin Ling and Fairy Yunxiao stood side by side before the central Light Screen, their expressions heavier than ever before.

"Heavenly Evolution Array, overclocking begins!"

Holy Mother Jin Ling's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

"First batch data injection! Targets: Chan Sect Twelve Golden Immortals, Daoist Randeng, Immortal Weng of the South Pole! Deduction dimensions: origins, cultivation, treasures, Historical Karma, Personality Model!"

"Data stream stable!"

A supervising disciple responded loudly, fine beads of sweat already forming at his temples.

"Second batch data injection! Targets: Ren Sect's Grand Master Xuandu, core disciples of the Western Sect! Correlated variables: Senior Uncle-Master's 'Wuwei' Dao Charm influence coefficient, Western Sect 'Conversion' success rate model!"

Fairy Yunxiao's voice rang out, her eyes seeming to weave and collide with endless threads of karma.

Within the entire center, not a single idle word was spoken.

Only icy commands and crisp responses echoed through the hall, interwoven with shifting light and shadow.

A young disciple, trembling from excessive tension, let his finger twitch, inputting a rune with a ten-thousandth deviation.

"Position Geng-3, data validation failed! Roll back immediately!"

Holy Mother Jin Ling didn't even turn her head, but her voice struck like nine-layered celestial ice, instantly draining the color from that disciple's face.

"Remember! Every character you deduce now could determine the life or death of one of our Jie Sect fellow disciples in the Purple Xiao Palace three days from now!"

The disciple's body jolted, bloodshot veins flooding his eyes. His ten fingers danced across the Light Screen again, moving a third faster than before.

Elsewhere, in the newly established "Three Realms Strategic Cooperation and Public Relations Department," the atmosphere was equally tense.

Zhao Gongming, once the bold and unrestrained God of Wealth, now stared at a Jade Slip with a furrowed brow.

The Jade Slip's title read: <Draft Press Release on Urging Chan Sect Fellow Cultivators to Face Historical Issues and Jointly Promote the Healthy and Stable Development of the Mystic Sect (Draft)>.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Wuwei's annotations have come down."

Fairy Bixiao hurried over, holding a Jade Slip.

Zhao Gongming took it, sweeping his divine sense across it. There, written in vermilion ink, was a clear line of small characters.

"Wording too harsh, lacking human touch. Revision suggestion: Delete 'Do not say you were not warned,' change to 'Our sect deeply regrets this and reserves the right to resolve the issue through the Process.'"

Zhao Gongming stared at the annotation, falling into a long silence.

After a long while, he let out a deep breath, a glimmer of understanding flashing in his eyes.

So this so-called "right to speak" wasn't about whose fist was harder... but who could stand more firmly on the side of "reason."

He picked up his brush and began revising word by word.

Meanwhile, Daoist Duobao, tasked with overseeing the whole and crafting the physical document for the final proposal, had locked himself in the storeroom.

He didn't choose any immortal gold or divine jade. Instead, he personally descended to the depths of the East Sea, retrieved ten-thousand-year warm jade, and gathered residual Star Iron from Buzhou Mountain, refining it himself.

What he aimed to create wasn't a magical artifact.

It was a... work of art, perfectly conforming to the <Calamity Aversion Department Highest Grade Document Production Standards> in material, layout, handwriting, and binding.

Across the entire Golden Ao Island, all core disciples were running wild, driven mad for the "meeting" three days hence.

Time slipped through their fingers.

Three days passed in a flash.

One hour before the meeting convened.

Calamity Aversion Department, Supreme Decision Room.

Chen Changsheng, Sect Leader Tongtian, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, Jin Ling, Yunxiao, and the highest echelons of the Jie Sect gathered here.

Before them, on the massive Water Mirror, the phantom of a Jade Scroll hundreds of pages thick floated silently.

On the scroll's cover, a line of characters condensed from Great Dao Runes sat heavy as a mountain.

[Proposal for Process Optimization and Risk Control of the "Investiture of the Gods Tribulation" Project V1.0]

"Background statement, no errors."

"Risk analysis, data thorough."

"Process optimization plan, logically consistent."

Daoist Duobao reported item by item, his voice steady.

"Junior Brother, all sections are complete. Only the last, most core one remains..."

He paused, lifting his head to look at Chen Changsheng.

"The KPI Assessment Standards haven't been finalized yet."

As these words fell, everyone's gaze converged on Chen Changsheng.

They all understood—this was the soul of the entire proposal.

The decisive factor that would determine the fate of the Jie Sect.

Chen Changsheng nodded calmly.

He reached out and lightly tapped the Light Screen.

The Jade Scroll's phantom flipped to the last page.

[Chapter Four: Investiture of the Gods Tribulation Project Performance Assessment Standards (KPI)]

"Regarding the KPI setup, I've taken the opinions of all senior brothers and sisters into account."

Chen Changsheng's gaze slowly swept across the crowd.

"Senior Brother Duobao suggested using the 'Jie Sect Core Disciple Placement Rate' as the core assessment indicator, with a target of below ten percent."

"Senior Brother Zhao Gongming proposed the 'Chan Sect Twelve Golden Immortals Placement Count' as a betting indicator, with a target of no fewer than three."

"Senior Sister Jinling and Senior Sister Yunxiao, from a data perspective, recommended establishing a 'Three Sects Total Luck Depletion Value' and setting an insurmountable upper limit for it."

With each item he listed, the crowd nodded slightly.

These were the best plans they could devise, racking their brains from the Jie Sect's interests.

Yet Chen Changsheng slowly shook his head.

"These plans are all good."

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"But they all have one fatal flaw."

He spoke word by word.

"They're all too 'selfish.'"

"These KPIs are entirely from the Jie Sect's standpoint. If such a proposal is taken to the Purple Xiao Palace, it will only be torn apart by Uncle-Master Yuanshi."

"Then... what should we do?"

Zhao Gongming asked urgently.

Chen Changsheng didn't answer but instead posed a counter-question.

"Senior brothers and sisters, do you still remember why the Dao Ancestor initiated this Investiture of the Gods Tribulation?"

Fairy Yunxiao's beautiful eyes flickered as she spoke softly.

"To fill the vacancies in Emperor Haotian's Heavenly Court."

"Exactly."

Chen Changsheng snapped his fingers.

"That is the 'original intention' of this entire project, the 'core demand' of the Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao."

"So, our KPIs must also be built around this core demand."

"Our goal is not to decide who gets placed or who doesn't."

He looked at the confused expressions in the crowd, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a smile that could overturn the Primordial World.

"It is to select the most suitable 'talent' for the Heavenly Court."

With those words, he wrote on the Light Screen a line of new KPIs destined to be recorded in the annals of the Primordial World.

[Core KPI: Job Matchability.]

"What does that mean?"

Even Holy Mother Jin Ling was puzzled.

"It means,"

Chen Changsheng explained.

"The 365 Official God Positions on the Investiture of the Gods are no longer death quotas, but... recruitment positions."

"Each position has its clear 'Job Responsibilities' and 'Job Requirements.'"

"For example, the God of Thunder Department requires uprightness and impartiality in executing punishment. So, a cultivator with a violent temper and a strong sense of justice would have high 'Job Matchability.'"

"As for the God of Wealth Department, it requires precision in calculation and skill in management. So, a senior brother like Zhao, who understands economics, would have high 'Job Matchability.'"

"The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation is no longer a slaughter that decides life and death."

"It is an open, fair... Pre-employment Competency Test for all disciples of the Three Sects!"

"Those who ultimately make the list will no longer be the losers of magical duels."

"Instead, based on their comprehensive performance during the tribulation—cultivation base, temperament, ability, and merit—a 'Matchability Score' will be calculated for each position, and the best will be selected!"

As these words fell, it was as if a Chaos Divine Thunder had exploded in everyone's minds!

Sect Leader Tongtian's hand, gripping the Qingping Sword, suddenly tightened!

Daoist Duobao's eyes flew wide, as if beholding an entirely new world!

Zhao Gongming stood frozen on the spot, muttering to himself.

"This... this Investiture of the Gods has turned into... a recruitment form?"

"Exactly."

Chen Changsheng nodded calmly.

"In this way, my sect's disciples can choose for themselves."

"Those who seek a rightful reward and wish to enjoy the fortune of the Heavenly Court can go ahead and compete for the positions."

"Those who desire freedom and wish to cultivate in peace only need to display traits that are 'not a match' for any position during the Tribulation."

"For example... lying low."

He looked at Sect Leader Tongtian, a light never before seen shining in his eyes.

"Master, in this way, the Killing Tribulation becomes an opportunity."

"If the Chan Sect wants their people on the list, they'll have to fight and perform. Our sect only needs to sit steady by the fishing pond—those who want to go up can go up, and those who don't can lower their 'Job Matchability' to the minimum."

"At that point, the initiative will be entirely in our sect's hands!"

The entire Decision Room fell into a deathly silence.

A long moment passed.

"Ha... hahaha!"

Sect Leader Tongtian's wild laughter, brimming with boundless elation, nearly lifted the roof off Golden Ao Island!

He stared at the proposal before him, gleaming with the light of wisdom, and felt that this thing was sharper than even the Four Swords of Zhu Xian in his grasp!

Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming exchanged a glance, both seeing in each other's eyes a heartfelt, utmost reverence for Chen Changsheng.

This was the true way to pull the rug out from under them!

"Good!"

Sect Leader Tongtian slammed the table.

"It's settled!"

Chen Changsheng smiled faintly, exporting the final draft of the proposal from the Light Screen and condensing it into a weighty Purple-Gold Jade Scroll.

He held the scroll in his hands and rose to his feet.

"The time has come."

The moment the words fell.

Boom!

Above the Nine Heavens, chaos parted.

A purple-gold Rainbow Bridge, spanning endless time and space, formed entirely from the laws of the Great Dao, slowly descended from the eternal Purple Xiao Palace. One end of it landed precisely before the gates of the Calamity Aversion Department on Golden Ao Island.

Chen Changsheng, holding the Purple-Gold Jade Scroll, stepped forward under the gaze of all the core disciples of the Jie Sect—a gaze mixed with awe, hope, and fervor.

He walked alone onto that Rainbow Bridge leading to the highest seat of power in the Primordial World.

He did not look back.

Calmly, facing the five Sage gazes from the depths of chaos—some scrutinizing, some curious, some icy—he ascended step by step.