This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

The moment Zhu Jun saw his name, his mind went completely blank.

List of those who have passed away.

Isn't this the Book of Life and Death in the underworld?

My name was written down clearly, even my birth date and time were exactly the same.

The blinking cursor in the "Cause of Death" column is like the vermilion pen of a judge in the underworld, ready to fall at any moment and erase his lifespan.

"Awooo—!"

Zhu Jun let out a scream that sounded inhuman, his eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Just then, the pure black memorial tablet image lit up once again.

Group admin: "@IT Elite, @Xiao Er, you two newbies, fill in your information."

Wang Xiaoer's QQ profile picture is the system default penguin, and his nickname is "Xiaoer," making him easy to find in the group member list.

Upon seeing these words, Zhang Chen's expression changed drastically.

He could clearly feel a cold, viscous force, carrying an aura of death, seeping out from the small phone screen through the invisible network.

The force seemed to have a tangible form, transforming into countless cold tentacles that precisely wrapped around Zhu Jun's body.

Zhu Jun's scream was stuck in his throat. His whole body trembled violently, and his lips turned bluish-black at a visible speed.

"not good!"

Zhang Chen felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately realized that this group leader was no ordinary wandering ghost.

It has built a bizarre "domain" based on the internet through this QQ group and through the thoughts and fears of all the group members.

In this "domain", it is the rule, it is the master!

This is a "virtual earthbound spirit" that has never been heard of before!

Without further hesitation, Zhang Chen made a hand seal with his left hand and brought his right index and middle fingers together like a sword, drawing a line in the air.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and a golden rune flashed through the air.

"A talisman for purifying the mind, by imperial decree!"

Zhang Chen pointed his fingers like a sword and suddenly tapped Zhu Jun's phone.

An almost invisible golden light disappeared into the back of the phone.

The moment the talisman was applied, Zhu Jun felt the icy chill that could freeze a person recede by most of its intensity, like a receding tide.

He was panting heavily, slumped on the sofa, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

In the group chat, the black memorial tablet avatar seemed to sense the resistance.

Group owner: "Hmm? A sorcerer from the mortal realm is meddling in other people's business?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Jun's phone screen began to flash uncontrollably.

"Sizzle—"

On the screen, countless incomprehensible characters and gibberish swept across like a waterfall, intertwined in red and green, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

The phone's temperature rose rapidly, becoming so hot that it was almost impossible to hold.

The chilling power that had just receded surged back once more, seemingly trying to break through the suppression of the "Heart-Cleansing Talisman".

"interesting!"

A-Yue watched with shining eyes, her face showing no fear but rather excitement and anticipation.

She patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and shouted, "Get out of the way, let me do it! My 'mind control' might be able to hack into its 'server' and crash it!"

The "mind control" she mentioned is an advanced application of Gu magic, which can directly attack the target's soul.

Zhang Chen shook his head.

His eyes never left the phone screen; he stared intently at the black memorial tablet avatar and the "Group Owner" icon next to the name, complete with a golden crown.

A more direct, brutal, and unreasonable idea popped into his head.

He snatched the scalding hot phone from Zhu Jun's hand and turned to say to him.

"Fatty, you have online banking, right? Hurry up and get you and Xiao Er a membership!"

Wang Xiaoer seemed to understand Zhang Chen's idea, and he continued, "Right! Give me a 'Super Member'!"

Zhu Jun was still in shock from surviving the ordeal when he heard this, and he was completely stunned.

He stared wide-eyed at Wang Xiaoer and stammered a question.

"Brother Wang... what time is it? It's urgent! You're still thinking about opening memberships?"

They're practically on the "list of those who have passed away," so what's the point of getting a membership? Does it give them a discount from the King of Hell?

Wang Xiaoer grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his smile bright and full of powerful confidence.

"You don't understand."

He pointed to the arrogant "Group Owner" icon on the screen and said, word by word.

"This is called 'using magic to defeat magic'!"

"He has group admin privileges, but I'll use my even more prestigious 'SVIP' privileges to crush him!"

Zhu Jun: "..."

Pay money? Use QQ membership?

What is this? Capitalist doctrine?

A-Yue was also stunned; her brain couldn't process the information for a moment.

In her imagination, the battle of wits would involve both sides unleashing their strongest Gu worms or most poisonous curses, wreaking havoc in the spiritual world.

What's the deal with topping up your account?

Zhu Jun's mouth dropped open. He felt his worldview had been repeatedly shattered and forcibly pieced back together in just a few minutes.

He glanced at Wang Xiaoer, who had a serious expression, and then at the phone on the screen that was constantly displaying gibberish, as if it were the gates of hell.

Ultimately, the instinct for survival prevailed over everything.

Let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless!

"Okay! Let's do it!"

Zhu Jun seemed to have made up his mind and snatched the phone back.

His fingers flew across the keyboard like a blur, opening his personal center and finding the membership recharge page in a smooth, fluid motion.

"Annual fee! It's mandatory to pay the annual fee! It grants the highest privileges!"

He gritted his teeth and directly selected the highest tier, "SVIP Annual Membership," and then used his own account to complete the payment for Wang Xiaoer as well.

"bite--"

A crisp and pleasant notification sound rang out.

Above that eerily flickering QQ group chat interface, two golden pop-ups unfolded dramatically.

Congratulations to "IT Elite" on becoming a valued QQ Super Member!

Congratulations to "Xiao Er" on becoming a valued QQ Super Member!

The next second, Wang Xiaoer's originally plain gray penguin avatar was instantly enveloped in a dazzling golden halo.

His nickname "Xiao Er" now has a glittering "SVIP" logo with a crown.

At this moment, the entire QQ account seemed to be plated with gold, exuding an aura of "nobility" and "power".

The moment the gold "SVIP" logos on the two accounts lit up, the garbled text that was frantically scrolling across the phone screen stopped abruptly.

The chilling power emanating from the screen made it shrink back instantly, like a mouse seeing a cat.

The scalding hot phone quickly cooled down.

The whole world is peaceful now.

Zhu Jun felt as if his entire QQ account was protected by a mysterious "golden light," which was filled with an unprecedented sense of power.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoer also took out his phone. He looked at the black memorial tablet icon in the group and smiled kindly.

He opened QQ, entered the group, and typed his first message after becoming an SVIP in the chat box.

He didn't provoke the group admin, nor did he debate with those "royalists".

He simply found a function that all QQ groups had and pressed the send button.

[@All members, I request to transfer administrator privileges to me. If you agree, please reply with "1".]