Chapter 176: Suspicions Regarding Lin Bai

Outrageous?

The natives beside Lin Bai were stunned by this word.

Ever since they met him, hadn't every single thing Lin Bai done been outrageous?

Just a moment ago, Daojing and the others had watched Lin Bai hand-hold the Heavenly Descended into framing Zhao Tulong and the others; the fabricated matters were so infuriating just to hear that they felt ashamed to be associated with Lin Bai.

But what about the Ancestor of the Justice Sect?

When Lin Bai wanted to kill, that side would hand him the knife; was this fear that he would be too outrageous? It was fearing he wouldn't be outrageous enough!

There are no good people in the Justice Sect!

Daojing and the others looked at each other, arriving at this conclusion that made their hair stand on end.

……

"Master, has the seventh stage of your Words Follow the Heart been completed?" the little white fox shouted in surprise.

Everyone focused on different points; Daojing and the others saw the unfathomable nature of the Justice Sect, while the little fox cared about Lin Bai's cultivation progress.

"I succeeded by luck." Lin Bai nodded with a smile.

Daoxu let out a sigh of relief for no reason, suppressed the awkwardness in his heart, and asked: "Since that is the case, can you put this old man back into the card?"

"True Person Daoxu, you have worked hard today, but I still cannot put you back yet." Lin Bai smiled and began to practice a high-EQ way of speaking, "The upcoming battles cannot do without you, old sir. Your importance is irreplaceable, and the disciples of Huilong Temple are all counting on you to keep them safe!"

"You..." Although Lin Bai spoke much more pleasantly, under the influence of the Resistance Arrow, Daoxu's disgust for him needed no reason. He glared at Lin Bai, "I will protect the disciples of Huilong Temple; don't even think about me exerting a shred of effort for you. Even if you can restrict my freedom, I am still your enemy. As long as I live for one day, I will make you have no peace for one day."

After finishing his harsh words, Daoxu turned around, closed his eyes, and forced himself not to look at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai smiled and ignored Daoxu; he was just a Puppet, yet he really thought of himself as a big shot.

"Sect Leader, what is the eighth stage of Words Follow the Heart?" Hearing that Lin Bai's progress had added another layer, Daokong looked at him with some despair, instantly feeling that the Words Follow the Heart he was practicing had lost its meaning.

In these past few days, his Words Follow the Heart had been interrupted many times, and he hadn't even passed the first stage yet.

Yet Lin Bai passed stages as easily as eating and drinking; if this continued, he was afraid he would never catch up to Lin Bai in his entire life. There was only one Heavenly Dao; what was the point of continuing to practice?

It would be better to be like his Senior Brother, find a Dao companion, and practice the Love Dao!

"Fool, I told you long ago that he has a secret method he hasn't told you." Daoxu seized the opportunity to sow discord.

"The eighth stage cannot be spoken of." Lin Bai glared at Daoxu and shook his head, "The next stage is relatively difficult. If it spreads and people become prepared, it will hinder my cultivation."

"Daokong, if you have the heart to compete with me for the Heavenly Dao, you should put your mind on the first stage, instead of caring about how many stages I have passed? The hints everyone receives are different; everything I have experienced has no meaning for you."

"When you inquire about me, it already means you have developed a heart of retreat and fear."

"When you yourself do not believe you can succeed, you are already moving further and further away from the Heavenly Dao. Do you understand?"

An enlightening experience.

Daokong instantly sobered up, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his back. He bowed to Lin Bai in sincere admiration: "Thank you, Sect Leader, for your instruction."

"Thank you, Sect Leader, for your instruction." The Daoists who were determined to practice Words Follow the Heart were once again pumped up and thanked Lin Bai in unison.

"Stupid." Daoxu was stunned for a moment, looked up at the starry sky, and felt a sense of desolation in his heart; his disciples and grand-disciples were truly beyond saving.

……

"Shopkeeper Lin's settings are getting more and more absurd. Being forward-thinking is one thing, but he actually brought out technological products!"

"What is the planning team doing? Are they trying to completely crash this game?"

"Go to the forum and give feedback to the officials. It's simply too outrageous. You can let players develop technology, but you can't just give NPCs the finished products!"

"The Justice Sect must be a cheat the officials gave to Lin Bai!"

"Whatever is needed, it's provided. Is Lin Bai the biological son of the Game Company's boss?"

"It seriously destroys the balance. Did the Game Company make such a game just to have everyone accompany Lin Bai to play?"

"It's really enough. Protest, we must protest!"

"Xianxia World belongs to everyone, not just Lin Bai alone."

……

After Lin Bai took out the Recording Pen and the camera, the audience watching the live stream were filled with righteous indignation.

It was as if a plate of "stargazy pie" had appeared in the middle of a full Manchu-Han feast, as if a goddess everyone had been looking forward to had taken off her clothes, only to reveal a palm-wide patch of chest hair.

Everyone felt as disgusted as if they had eaten a fly.

Xianxia World was too excellent: the most realistic scenes, a rigorous social background, super-intelligent NPC interactions, unprecedented sensory experiences...

No one wanted this epoch-making game to end up as a piece of trash online game.

After all.

Most people hadn't even entered the game yet. This had already touched their bottom line...

……

"Shopkeeper Lin, if I'm not mistaken, what you just took out was a Reporter ID!" 【Crazy Man】 didn't pay any attention to the interaction between Lin Bai and the native NPCs at all. The appearance of the Recording Pen destroyed the authenticity of the Xianxia World; this feeling of being pulled out of the immersion made him feel that his efforts to level up had lost their meaning.

In fact.

All the players were discussing this matter through private chats.

"Correct." Lin Bai glanced at him, then looked at the group of players denouncing the game, and nodded with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

【Crazy Man】 was silent for a moment, turned to Daokong beside him, and asked: "Elder Daokong, do you know what a reporter is?"

Daokong was taken aback and shook his head: "Never heard of it."

【Crazy Man】 suppressed the agitation in his heart, looked at Daoxu, and asked: "Old Sect Leader, you are knowledgeable; do you know what a reporter is?"

Daoxu snorted: "Something from the Justice Sect; this old man disdains to know."

After checking around, not a single Daoist from Huilong Temple knew what a Reporter ID was.

The gazes of the players toward Lin Bai became somewhat complex.

【Crazy Man】 looked at Lin Bai again and asked: "Shopkeeper Lin, you must know what a reporter is, right?"

"Naturally," Lin Bai said.

"As expected." The Madman gave a bitter smile, intending to continue probing Lin Bai's identity, but then he heard Lin Bai's next words: "It is a Dharma Treasure."

Hm?

A Dharma Treasure?

The Madman was stunned.

"Carrying a Reporter ID allows one to ignore any formation and enter or exit any sect's forbidden grounds at will." Lin Bai took out the Reporter ID, shook it, and said, "Fabrications can only make *Justice Weekly* flourish for a time. To make it endure, the accompanying facts are more persuasive. The Reporter ID, Recording Pen, and camera are a set of Dharma Treasures meant to be used together."

Facts had already proven that the system was not behind the game officials.

The system's series of tasks were clearly all disrupting the game's operation; naturally, Lin Bai would not expose his identity casually.

"Ignore formations?"

"Reporter must be a special hidden profession!"

"Is Shopkeeper Lin about to distribute profession-specific gear?"

"Awesome!"

"Holy crap, I want to be a reporter."

"Who cares if it's reasonable or not? I want to be a reporter. Why can't the Xianxia World have a Recording Pen?"

"He said it's a Dharma Treasure, so it's a Dharma Treasure. It has nothing to do with tech products..."

After learning the special effects of the Reporter ID, the players quickly shifted their mindset. A special profession and a special Dharma Treasure—the appeal was too great.

"Shopkeeper Lin, can we enter and exit the prison at will?" a player asked.

"Holding a Reporter ID, one can enter and exit any location," Lin Bai said. "The prison is naturally no exception."

Whoosh!

The players were in an uproar.

After hearing the functions of the Reporter ID, they cared even less about rationality.

The Government's prison had always been a weak point for players. The Reporter ID could actually let them enter and exit the prison at will; could there be any Divine Artifact more powerful than this?

They had to get one no matter what!

"Shopkeeper Lin, I want to be a reporter." Baiyin was closest to Lin Bai and said impatiently, "I guarantee I will always find the latest news material for *Justice Weekly*..."

"Shopkeeper Lin, I want to be a reporter too. I'm quick-witted." Wo Bushi Xiaohao's eyes were red. "No news can be hidden from me."

"Shopkeeper Lin, pick me."

"Pick me."

The players scrambled, and an incomparable enthusiasm erupted in an instant.

Xiaobai and the Taoist priests of Huilong Temple watched the players going crazy, feeling somewhat confused. It was just a broken formation-breaking Dharma Treasure; was there any point in fighting over it?

So what if one could enter and exit sect forbidden grounds at will?

Which sect's forbidden grounds didn't have experts guarding them? With your skills, going in would just be sending yourselves to your deaths!

"Quiet!" Lin Bai channeled his Internal Energy and shouted, "I have four Reporter IDs in my hand, prepared for *Justice Weekly*. I cannot give them to you casually right now. We must wait until after we defeat the Evil Five Sects this time, then select the most suitable people from the Beggar Sect to bestow them upon. Once you take a Reporter ID, you must serve *Justice Weekly* for life. It's not enough to just be strong; you must also have brains, know how to write articles, and even more so, have the courage to pursue the truth..."

Phew!

Watching the live stream, First Dog-reporter of the Immortal World let out a long breath. He subconsciously clenched his fists and murmured, "A bunch of idiots, do you know what a reporter is? That is a Divine Artifact tailor-made for me."

(End of this chapter)