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Noon.
The Black Cripple was tapping away at his abacus, and the more he calculated, the worse his expression became. Ever since Zuo Ci had wiped out Sheng Xian Dao, business in his establishment had been declining day by day. It wasn't a lack of customers; rather, Cao Juan Dao Ren's notoriety had spread like wildfire. Rumors circulated within the community that Daoist Zuo and Qing Mian had fangs and terrifying visages, with a penchant for devouring human flesh. Who would dare to live here?
Sometimes, having too much attention wasn't a good thing.
The Black Cripple rubbed the sparse hair on his head and decided to stop looking at that cursed abacus. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He opened his phone and navigated to a page called Dao Yi.
The screen displayed a black-and-white yin-yang diagram. Dao Yi was exclusive to the Mystical Circle, inaccessible to ordinary people. Only wealthy patrons of the Dao, real estate tycoons, and Aquaculture magnates were qualified to access this software.
The page flickered, revealing an array of sensational news from within the Mystical Circle—tales of scandalous affairs and battles between Exorcists in Southeast Asia, featuring the most beautiful official wives from Nanyang. A short, blurry video accompanied it.
Moral decay or human depravity? Wu Xing Dao followers were scamming elderly individuals out of their welfare benefits. Just how low could a cult sink?
The Black Cripple scrolled through the posts with his fingers, his dark brown skin twitching as he absorbed the images and claims. That so-called Wu Xing Dao must be thriving!
These posts were filled with sensationalism, their authenticity questionable. This was where insiders found emotional value; if it were breaking news, it would be featured in the independent section called Daily Odd News.
Daily Odd News consisted of highlighted posts pinned at the top of the page, their duration determined by the mood of the behind-the-scenes managers.
Bored, the Black Cripple opened the Daily Odd News page and took a sip of tea. Upon seeing the bright red headlines flashing across the screen, he immediately spat out his drink.
Yin Yang Building's Gui Dao Ren displayed divine might in a fierce battle against Sheng Xian Dao's Old Ancestor Sanhe—victory!!! The post was marked in bold red.
Attached: Passing by is fate; if you like it, give it a little red heart—exclusive report, true and reliable!
It was unclear which angle had captured this footage; the fighting scenes were blurry, but that old face was crystal clear.
Fuming, the Black Cripple scrolled through the comments, all filled with negative information about Yin Yang Building.
There was only one comment worth his serious attention. The account that posted it was private, making it impossible to view the profile, but the comment sent chills down Black Cripple's spine.
"Where did Sanhe come from? It’s clearly a hand that crushed it. The author is posting without thinking, distorting objective facts. I suggest the platform bans them!"
Black Cripple's expression darkened.
There hadn’t been many people present yesterday, and that person had even seen Zuo Ci make a move, which proved they were very close to him, yet he hadn’t noticed them at all. Could it be that Tian Yi Dao or Old Celestial Master had come?
Thinking of this made Black Cripple feel a tightening in his chest, but then he reconsidered; it seemed unlikely. How could someone as esteemed as Old Celestial Master come to a place like Yin Yang Building?
Suddenly, an idea struck him. Black Cripple's eyes lit up as he changed his account name to Cao Juan Dao Ren's agent and reposted that comment within his circle. He took a selfie without any beauty filters and added a caption: "Specializing in ghostly matters for twenty years, now the agent of Cao Juan Dao Ren. Professional in handling all kinds of difficult problems. For Red and White Celebrations, just find me!"
Five minutes after posting, the comment had already garnered twenty thousand views and thousands of replies.
"What the hell! This guy is a fraud! When did Cao Juan Dao Ren jump from the Mystical Circle to the entertainment industry? What kind of agent is this?"
No, no, could it be that Cao Juan Dao Ren has gone into showbiz?
However, that selfie looked so familiar!
The comments erupted like a boiling pot. Those with keen eyes had already recognized his identity.
"Are you still there, OP?" Black Cripple’s private messages were buzzing in the background.
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