Chapter 646 632: Spreading Rumors to My Face

The shadowy figure stood in the backstage of the live broadcast room, with his appearance and posture indistinguishable.

He resembled a black hole and a divine statue unmoved by the joys and sorrows of gender and age.

All extractable energy around him, whether electrical power, star power, spiritual qi, or source energy, became the strength that expanded his form.

The planner of the broadcast forced himself to maintain composure despite fear and anger, glanced at the figure, and asked, "This is the Divine Land virtual network workstation, I am the third heir of Minghua Liu Group, may I ask who you are?"

The figure showed no expression and naturally did not reveal any emotions.

He simply pointed a finger at the planner's forehead, extracting a significant portion of the person's memories.

The intense pain made the broadcast planner forget the concepts of time and space, forget who he was, leaving him drowning in endless agony.

The surrounding staff witnessed this spectacle and dispersed, eager to flee instantly.

Even the peak of Earth Immortal managers could not match him; what were they, mere ants?

"So, that's how it is." The figure emitted an electromagnetic-like sound.

With a wave of his hand, the multitude of comments posted every second in the live room were rapidly processed and analyzed.

The emotions, thoughts, and intentions of these spectators were caught in his Dharma Eye.

The broadcast planner enduring the intense pain lifted his head from the ground and tremblingly asked, "What do you... What do you intend to do?"

His gaze instantly turned to others: "Quick, stop him!"

The figure continued processing information, delving deeply in thought, and coldly spoke: "Stop me? Or am I stopping you?"

These words left the group stupefied; what did he mean by them?

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am the intelligent steward of the Immortal Martial Taoist." The figure glowed with countless photon signals.

Upon hearing this, everyone was struck with awe, gazing at him in fright.

"Impossible!"

How could an individual's intelligent terminal, even a True Immortal being's intelligent terminal, be so powerful?

In just a few minutes, it directly overcame Divine Land virtual network's defenses, and this by a personal terminal; such an occurrence had never happened before.

"It's not our fault; the planning was wholly the decision of the person in charge." The staff hurriedly shifted the blame.

They had secretly started the live broadcast, leeching traffic from the Immortal Martial Taoist, yet never had such situations occurred previously.

Being held accountable across the line immediately was unforeseen, especially by the Immortal Martial Taoist's personal intelligent steward.

This was incredibly terrifying!

According to previous experiences, even if broadcast information involved Void True Immortal figures, post-event accountability would lie with the Divine Land virtual network platform, conducting internal audits and penalties.

Who would've thought they would face terror directly one day?

The person in charge struggled to sit up from the ground, his eyes blood-shot: "I don't believe it; you cannot be an intelligent terminal."

He fixed his gaze on the steward: "Even if nurtured by a large group, intelligent life, no matter its strength, can only appear within virtual networks, not manifest in reality."

"But you? Appearing directly before us signifies an interference with reality."

He deeply doubted this so-called intelligent life was an impersonation by a True-tier creature.

The steward shook his head, chuckling lightly: "Winter insects cannot speak of ice; what do you, a mere Earth Immortal, know of my life form?"

As Wang Xuan's personal intelligent brain, he had evolved into a super-intelligent life form, further bestowed with Creation Rule Rune after Wang Xuan's return from Canglan Realm.

He was now a true Void-tier intelligent being, wielding unimaginable power within virtual space.

Compared to Earth's most formidable super intelligence, "Gaia," his ability differed by merely a thin margin.

He could appear whenever on the grounds covered by Earth's virtual network, such as in front of these people.

This capability even Gaia did not possess.

The Divine Land virtual network, one of Divine Land's top three media entities, wielded remarkable social influence and economic benefits.

When the live broadcast incident occurred, the upper management responded promptly.

A True Immortal figure accompanied by two top-tier Celestial Immortals had already materialized in the live room's backend.

The Primordial Spirit's sweep, followed by connecting everyone's consciousness, enabled the True Immortal to instantly grasp the situation.

"I am Ke Fusheng, a responsible party at Divine Land virtual network. My subordinates lack discretion; I ask you, Taoist friend, for understanding." Ke Fusheng bowed politely.

At this moment, his personal terminal delivered a message: "It is confirmed—this is indeed the intelligent terminal of the Immortal Martial Taoist."

Being a super intelligence, it naturally realized the terror of the "senior" before him, who not only became an exceedingly rare intelligent life form but also harnessed the capacity to interfere with reality.

"Master, Gaia consciousness along with the Divine Land virtual network's super intelligence have submitted a request. They applied for access to the Divine Land virtual network minutes ago, and permission has just been granted."

Upon hearing this reply, Ke Fusheng found himself reaching his breaking point.

The standing power of the Immortal Martial Taoist's personal terminal within virtual space was unexpectedly daunting.

Even the attitude of Gaia consciousness was identical.

Furthermore, the manner of their greeting—by announcing their visit—not only adhered to protocols but delivered an emphatic warning to Divine Land virtual network.

They conveyed completely: Offering the initiative was a show of goodwill, the outcome remained unchanged regardless of consent!

Ke Fusheng declared: "Taoist friend, we shall handle the matters here, ensuring the satisfaction of the Immortal Martial Taoist."

The steward sat down on a chair, saying calmly: "It matters not if I am unhappy."

If the Divine Land virtual network continued its indiscretion, he would not hold back.

The words elicited cold sweat from Ke Fusheng.

The opponent, being a super intelligent life form, yet possessing the terrifying aura-threatening of a True Immortal cultivator, must be regarded accordingly.

With such an empress seated here, how could they dare to act recklessly?

Ke Fusheng reprimanded: "Get to work immediately! You ought to know your tasks and methods!"

The steward coughed quietly: "If uncertain, you may inquire with me."

His presence aimed at ensuring Divine Land virtual network did not err inherently without overcorrection.

"Understood, understood." The broadcast planner slunk meekly back to his station to commence work, "We'll adhere to the senior's instructions."

He recognized this as his last episode directing broadcasts, expecting to be banished from the industry afterward.

Due to the "old chap's" leading, the live room now teemed with diverse chatter.

Some openly embarked on discussions; some ventured curious speculation on cultivators' resources and lifestyles.

Others discussed cultivators' rights and responsibilities, and contemporary morality.

Watching his follower count accelerate, the old chap grinned to the point of wrinkles forming.

Yet, he internally quaked, realizing Immortal Martial Taoist's personal emotional affairs remained unconfirmed.

His direction of speculative remarks risked penalization by platforms or individual lawsuits.

Only upon witnessing Lin Fei onsite probing Su Qiubai did he regain reassurance.

"Miss Su Qiubai, as far as my knowledge, you and the Immortal Martial Taoist were neighbors, residing closely for years and maintaining close interactions."

Lin Fei edged closer to Su Qiubai, suddenly inquiring: "We are eager to know whether you and Miss Bai Yuzhen ever engaged with the Immortal Martial Taoist."

How did the reporter know I lived next door to Wang Xuan?

Wow, was there an affair with Wang Xuan and my aunt? How come I knew nothing?

As he held a solemn interview with Su Qiubai, on hearing Lin Fei's words, he froze, his brain akin to a crashed computer, unsure how to reply.

Because Lin Fei virtually asked if the two were Immortal Martial Taoist's women.

The abrupt question reached the ears of over a hundred onsite, rendering the crowd dazed.

Chen Sheng and others widened their eyes, looking at Su Qiubai, filled with queries:

Did Old Wang engage in such activities?

Why didn't we know about this?

Gosh, this generated envy and jealousy.

At this moment, Wang Xuan, positioned above Su Qiubai, trembled slightly while sipping his tea, nearly spilling the precious immortal brew.

Having anticipated the live room incident, he prepared responses accordingly.

Yet genuinely hearing someone fabricate scandal about him face-to-face amused the Immortal Martial Taoist profoundly.