Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

The live stream room was, as usual, bustling with excitement.

"Big bro, update please!"

"At your age, how can you sleep at night?"

"Can't you increase the update frequency? Monthly updates are really torturous."

"At least make it weekly!"

"Gangsters:?"

"Heretical Cultists: You're crazy!"

"You say weekly and it's weekly; is the material's life not a life?"

"If there isn't enough material, just broadcast daily life, or do a few detailed explanations of Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering.

"Exactly, you dig but don't bury. Look at @Qianjin's happy life, their teachings are even more meticulous than yours, and they have pills to help. A lot of people following along have already reached the hundred-volt level."

"If you practice martial arts without cultivating your skills, it's all for nothing in the end. But you can't just teach skills without martial arts either. What's the difference between that and bullets without a gun? Please teach us, how do you perform the Descending Dragon Palm and how do you practice the Golden Bell Shield?"

"I'll teach you my ass, in a harmonious society. If you learn that, wouldn't you turn the world upside down? Just practice your skills to strengthen and condition your body, that's enough."

"Why learn so much? Just get good at the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Great Skills. Isn't hand-generated lightning better than any Descending Dragon Palm or Golden Bell Shield?"

"..."

The barrage of comments was silent, but the room was in an uproar.

The incidents with the Black Lotus Sect were several months past.

In these months, although "Mingxiao's Shi Jian" had not appeared in public, the "Martial Frenzied Rascal Broadcast" had not been interrupted, updating once a month. The content was still about fighting against the Evil Black Groups and Heretic God Sects, gradually spreading out of Longhai and becoming active in the entire Eastern Region, causing panic and making everyone feel threatened.

Of course, most netizens didn't know about these things; they just knew there was an update to watch. The social atmosphere also saw significant improvements, although there was an underlying sense of panic. But overall, the situation remained stable and did not have a significant impact on life.

So, the music continued, the dance went on, the live broadcasts persisted, and the excitement carried on. This was the happy life of contemporary netizens.

But such carefree happiness belonged only to the ignorant majority. The remaining few were not so fortunate.

"Director, coffee!"

In the night sky, inside a private plane, Nie Hailong sat alone, drinking coffee and watching the live broadcast.

As a high-ranking official of the Security Bureau, he was well aware of the changes that had taken place over the past year.

Red Moon, live streaming, Martial Frenzied Rascal, Black Lotus Sect, Temple of War God, Mingxiao Taoist Temple...

All these elements combined felt like a time bomb, continuously exploding.

It was only because the Federation authorities were actively suppressing it, and the "Martial Frenzied Rascal" had cleaned up a large number of unstable factors like the Black Lotus Sect, that the situation was barely maintained.

But it was just barely, as it could collapse at any moment since the other side had also planted a huge hidden danger.

Martial Path live streaming, spreading skills to the world?

Seems righteous, but it's a great evil!

Having deadly weapons at their disposal, killing intent arises naturally. With him spreading Mana Points like this, it would inevitably create a vast number of Martial Artists who were beyond control. Those of varying moral standings who gained power would certainly disrupt the existing order, and the Federation might not cope, leading to social chaos or even a complete breakdown of order.

This was a tremendous hidden danger.

But in this world, how numerous were such hidden dangers?

He couldn't manage them all, and he couldn't stop them; he could only adapt his mindset, marching forward to the rhythm set by the other party.

A trail forms at the foot of the mountain, a bridge straightens when the boat arrives; just take one step... and then see what happens!

"Why are you bullying kids again?"

"Can we have a change of flavor, please?"

"It isn't easy being part of the Black Society these days!"

"Gangsters: If I had known, I would never have gotten involved in these organizations!"

"Make some challenging programs, the last major boss was quite good."

"You're still complaining? There aren't that many bosses for you to fight, be glad there's something to watch."

This update lacked novelty and focused on the Evil Black Groups as material, leading to audience dissatisfaction.

Although the video quality was impeccable, even the most entertaining content becomes boring if repeated too much, and most viewers yearned for innovation.

Only a few people disagreed, and Nie Hailong was among them.

Innovation?

What the hell do you need innovation for? Do you have any idea what it costs him to innovate?

The current pace is just right, fighting the Black Society, beating up Heretical Cultists, you broadcast and I control the scene, and everyone is happy. Please don't start any new programs; many people's hearts can't handle such innovation.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud noise, a body shot like a cannon into the wall.

An Evil Black Group was thus declared eradicated.

There stood the Martial Frenzied Rascal in the center of the hall, surrounded by limp corpses and rivers of blood.

Typically, a video would end at this point using past patterns; the final "harvesting segment" would not be shown to the audience to prevent any adverse influence.

But this time...

"Bang!"

Ignoring the corpses all around, the Martial Artist stepped toward the interior of the house and blasted open a tightly closed gate with a punch, entering a dimly-lit basement.

In the basement, the sound of chains echoed. The lights suddenly turned on, brightly illuminating the room, and there were steel cages imprisoning men, women, and children.

Seeing that terrifying figure, those in the cells shrank back into the corners, daring not to speak a word. Enjoy new tales from My Virtual Library Empire

"What the fuck?"

"Another human trafficking group?"

"Those bastards got off too easy!"

"How many of these have there been? With so many people trafficked, doesn't the Federation have a response?"

Upon seeing so many imprisoned, including many young children, the chat in the live stream room instantly boiled over.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Nie Hailong's brow furrowed deeply as well.

His frown wasn't due to the horrific human trafficking incident.

With the existence of superhuman powers, such incidents were not uncommon under Federation rule, and the Federation authorities were often powerless to stop them.