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In the early morning, sunlight passed through the window lattices of the Scripture Pavilion and fell onto Li Mo's face. There was no "Purple Qi coming from the East" phenomenon, only a fat rat holding a bill, jumping frantically by his pillow.

"Squeak! Squeak Squeak!" The Treasure-Seeking Rat waved a long list in its hand and pointed at the hundred thousand mouths to be fed outside the window, meaning: even the landlord's family has no surplus grain!

Li Mo rubbed his bleary eyes and habitually tried to reach into the Void Realm to summon the "Console" to check today's System Logs. However, his fingers swiped through the air, and nothing happened. No blue screen, no code, even the floating System panel had turned gray.

A line of cold notification boxes popped up: [System Announcement] [Detected that user 'Li Mo' has frequently used illegal plug-ins recently (modifying code, exploiting bugs), seriously damaging the game balance.] [Punishment Measure: Administrator Privilege banned (30 days).] [Current Status: Ordinary User (only basic reading functions retained).]

"..." Li Mo looked at the gray interface, stunned for three seconds, and then calmly rolled over. "Good ban," he muttered, "it's just as well, I'm too lazy to care anyway. This is probably what they call 'paid leave'."

Although he said so, Li Mo knew very well: this meant that for the next month, he could no longer modify the laws of Physics or load viruses into enemies as he pleased. He had to return to the most primitive method—fooling people.

...

At the mountain gate of the Heavenly River Sword Sect. The once Killing Intent-filled ancient battlefield had now turned into the construction site for the Cultivation World's first "Standardized Grade 1 Highway."

"Hey, you! Bring the Spirit Level over here!" The former Divine Marquis Who Guards the Nation and current Chief Foreman of the Heavenly River Sword Sect Construction Brigade, Butcher Xiao, was shirtless, revealing a body of lean, strong muscles, roaring at a subordinate. "How many times have I told you! The temperature of the Asphalt must be controlled at 160 degrees! Even one degree lower, and the road surface won't be smooth enough! If it's not smooth, how can it pass inspection? If it doesn't pass inspection, how can we get points? If I don't get points, when will I ever get the 'Sect Destruction Permit'?!"

That subordinate (the former Vanguard Officer) held a bucket with a grievance: "Marquis, our Spirit Stone fuel is running low..."

Butcher Xiao's brow furrowed upon hearing this. He looked at this "Thoroughfare to Heaven" that he and his army of a hundred thousand had poured their heart and soul into. The smooth road surface, the standard drainage ditches, the neatly trimmed green belts... For some reason, looking at these masterpieces, a sense of unprecedented accomplishment actually rose in Butcher Xiao's heart. This pleasure seemed even more... mellow than the thrill of cutting off an enemy's head?

"Is this the 'Dao of Construction' that the Saint mentioned?" Butcher Xiao murmured to himself, "Destruction takes only a moment, but construction requires ten thousand labors. It turns out that the Dao of Killing I practiced before was actually inferior..."

Just then, a streak of light flew from the horizon and landed in front of Butcher Xiao. It was an urgent communication Flying Sword from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Butcher Xiao wiped the dust off his hands and took the Jade Slip from the Flying Sword. The majestic and anxious voice of the Emperor of Great Zhou came from the Jade Slip: "My dear official! How is the battle? I observed the celestial phenomena and suddenly saw a 'Mosaic' phenomenon in the Northern Border, and heard the mourning of the Great Dao (the sound of dial-up internet). Could it be the work of that demon in the Scripture Pavilion? Why is there no movement from the hundred thousand troops?"

Butcher Xiao held the Jade Slip and remained silent for a moment. He glanced at his brothers behind him who were happily moving bricks, and then at the Scripture Pavilion, which, although having no privileges, still possessed its residual prestige.

He took a deep breath and replied into the Jade Slip in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I... have realized it." "The Heavenly River Sword Sect is unfathomable. I have not been captured, but am here... seeking the Dao." "I am leading the hundred thousand boys to measure the earth with our hands, building a road to 'Truth.' Please do not disturb me, Your Majesty. On the day the road is completed, it will be the time of my... Ascension (referring to getting the points)."

...

Great Zhou Imperial City, Golden Throne Hall.

*Snap!* The Emperor of Great Zhou crushed the Jade Slip in his hand, his expression dazed. "Seeking... seeking the Dao?" The civil and military officials looked at each other. That bloodthirsty Butcher Xiao went to the Heavenly River Sword Sect and actually started building roads to seek the Dao?

"Your Majesty!" The Prime Minister stepped forward tremblingly, his eyes flashing with the light of wisdom (Dihua), "I believe that Divine Marquis Xiao... has probably encountered a truly great Opportunity!" "Think about it, that phenomenon could even block the Heavenly Dao, which shows that there must be a hidden Saint within the Heavenly River Sword Sect. Divine Marquis Xiao was not only not killed, but stayed behind willingly to build roads. What does this mean?" "It means that the 'soil' there is even more precious than the 'gold' in our palace! That is the soil beneath the feet of a Saint!"

The Emperor's eyes gradually lit up. "What you mean is..."

"Your Majesty, this may not be a rebellion, but a... serendipity." The Prime Minister's beard shook with excitement, "If our Great Zhou Dynasty can establish a relationship with this Saint... why worry about not prospering?"

The Emperor stood up abruptly and paced back and forth in front of the dragon throne. "Pass my decree!" "Withdraw all wanted posters against the Heavenly River Sword Sect!" "Prepare generous gifts—I shall lead the expedition personally! Oh no, I shall conduct a private visit in disguise!" "I want to see for myself what that 'Road of Truth' that has made my dear official Xiao so reluctant to leave actually looks like!"

...

Second floor of the Scripture Pavilion. Having lost his Administrator Privilege, Li Mo was boredly flipping through an ordinary book on "postpartum care for sows." Suddenly, although the System panel was gray, a small red dot stubbornly popped up:

[Prompt: Detected large-scale 'Dihua' (over-interpretation) energy fluctuations.] [Source: High-level officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty.] [Result: Your prestige has broken through the critical point. The Heavenly River Sword Sect is about to be upgraded to a 'Cultivation World 5A-Grade Scenic Area'.]

Li Mo: "?"

At this time, the Sect Head Daoist Qingxu ran in with a worried face (of course, after first completing the Entrance Verification Question). "Senior! This is bad! That Butcher Xiao said the Spirit Stones are all used up and wants to go on strike! Also, the granaries at the foot of the mountain have been eaten empty by those hundred thousand troops! We... we can't afford to support these 'grand masters' anymore!"

Li Mo closed the book and sighed. Without code, he could only use a business mindset.

He picked up a pen, wrote a few large characters on a piece of Xuan paper, and handed it to Daoist Qingxu. "Hang this up. Since we can't afford to support them, let them earn their own meal money."

Daoist Qingxu took the Xuan paper and saw a business plan titled **"Heavenly River Sword Sect · Immersive Cultivation Experience Park."** The first item was: [Visit the Divine Marquis building roads: Ticket 50 Spirit Stones/person. (Can experience taking a photo with the Divine Marquis, or even personally move a brick).] [Sale of 'Marquis-style Safety Helmet': Price 500 Spirit Stones (Limited Edition).]

Li Mo pointed out the window. "I heard the Emperor of Great Zhou is coming? That's perfect, he's our No. 1 VIP leek... cough, client." "Get ready, we're about to start 'harvesting'."