Forced to become a top influencer, I rely on my tu cao to ruin the cultivation world.

The sky above the Hehuan Sect has never been as lively as it is today.

If Bai Zihua's personal visit yesterday was merely a test of "personal grudges," then today is a full-scale siege launched by the righteous alliance against this "soil of demonic cultivation."

Above the sky, dark clouds loomed over the city. These were not naturally formed clouds, but a blockade formed by dozens of Xuan Tian Sect's "Sky Patrol Spirit Boats." Golden array lights intertwined within the clouds, like a giant net covering the He Huan Sect's protective array.

On the spirit boat, banners fluttered in the wind, embroidered with a huge character for "punishment".

The leader, an elderly man, was clad in black iron armor. His face was withered like tree bark, yet his eyes were so sharp they seemed to pierce through one's heart. He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a suffocating aura of murderous intent, as if he were not there to negotiate but to carry out an execution.

He is none other than Li Yan, the "Iron-Faced Judge," the law enforcement elder of the Xuantian Sect and the overall commander of this operation of the Righteous Alliance.

Compared to Bai Zihua's "aloof and handsome" persona, Li Yan is a much more troublesome character. He doesn't reason or follow logic; he only cares about his stance and the rules. He's the most stubborn rock within the system, impervious to reason or persuasion.

At this moment, Li Yan looked down coldly at the tractor still chugging blue smoke in the Hehuan Sect square below, and the incongruous young man in a suit next to the tractor.

"Jia Zang".

Li Yan's voice wasn't loud, but amplified by spiritual power, it boomed like rolling thunder in everyone's ears.

Do you know your crime?

In the square, Jia Zhuang was holding a wrench, making final adjustments to the tractor's engine cover. Hearing the shout from above, he didn't panic like Su Meier. Instead, he calmly put down the wrench, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the engine oil off his hands.

He raised his head and looked through his gold-rimmed sunglasses at the flagship spirit ship in the sky.

"Wow, quite a grand display." Jia Zhuang clapped his hands, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Elder Li, is there some kind of festival today? Why has the Righteous Path Alliance brought out its most treasured Sky Patrol Fleet? Are they here to cut the ribbon for our Joyful Union Sect's 'New Product Launch'?"

"presumptuous!"

A young disciple standing next to Li Yan shouted angrily, "How dare you, a demonic sorcerer, spout nonsense before the elders!"

Li Yan raised his hand to stop his disciple's reprimand. His gaze remained fixed on Jia Zang, his eyes showing no emotion, only the indifference one would show towards an inanimate object.

"Jia Zang, you invented bizarre and lewd techniques, disturbing the hearts of cultivators; you gathered crowds to broadcast live, promoting lewd and evil deeds; you even bewitched female cultivators of the Joyful Union Sect, performing that... that shameless 'vibration' technique!"

When the word "shock" was mentioned, Li Yan's old face twitched noticeably, clearly angered by Bai Zihua's report.

"Today, on behalf of the Righteous Path Alliance, I hereby pronounce judgment on your three grave crimes! First, your cultivation is hereby abolished, and you are expelled from your sect; second, your... that lewd and evil magical artifact is hereby destroyed; third, the Joyful Union Sect shall be confined to its gates for a hundred years to reflect on your transgressions, and you shall never again set foot outside its mountain gates!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yan waved his hand, and a golden stream of light flew out from his sleeve, instantly transforming into a huge "sealing talisman" that crashed down on the tractor in the center of the square.

This is not just a talisman; it is an "administrative order" from the Righteous Path Alliance, a "ban" representing the highest authority in the entire cultivation world.

[Livestream chat]

[Holy crap! The enforcement elder himself has intervened! Is Boss Jia finished now?]

[This sealing talisman carries the pressure of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator at the peak of their cultivation; can that tractor withstand it?]

[It's over, it's over! The righteous path is serious this time. This isn't a personal grudge; it's an official crackdown!]

[That old bastard Li Yan is too domineering! Doesn't he listen to any explanations?]

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Su Meier paled and was about to unleash her magic weapon to resist when she saw Jia Zhuang suddenly raise his head.

He neither dodged nor retaliated.

He simply pulled something out of his pocket—a modified, high-powered loudspeaker connected to the tractor's audio system.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The sound of electricity ripped through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Zang's voice, amplified by spiritual power and filled with magnetism and grief, resounded throughout the entire Hehuan Sect and even spread to every corner of the cultivation world via live broadcast.

"Family members! Three million viewers in the live stream! Did you all see that?!"

Jia Zang pointed to the huge sealing talisman in the sky, his voice trembling as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Is this what they call the 'righteous path'? Is this what they call the 'world of cultivation'?!"

"Our Joyful Union Sect, due to resource scarcity and the inability to afford expensive spirit stones, can only rely on our own efforts and engage in some 'technological innovation'! We simply want to build a 'tractor' that allows female cultivators to cultivate independently without burning spirit stones or consuming pills! Are we wrong?!"

In the sky, Li Yan frowned, about to reprimand Jia Zang, but found his voice completely drowned out by Jia Zang's highly inflammatory broadcast.

"They say I promote lewdness? They say I practice 'vibration' techniques?" Jia Zhuang sneered, slapping the tractor beside him. "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! This is a 'High-Frequency Spiritual Energy Vibration Engine'! This is to break the monopoly! To give us, the lowly female cultivators without family support, the right to pursue the Great Dao!"

"Li Yan! As an elder in charge of law enforcement, you show no compassion for the suffering of lower-level cultivators. Instead, you listen to slander and lead a large army to bully a group of unarmed female cultivators! You even want to suppress our technology! Are you afraid that our technology is too advanced and will threaten the profits of your relatives who sell high-priced spirit stones?!"

These words were like a series of heavy bombs, instantly detonating in the public sphere.

Li Yan was stunned.

He had interrogated countless prisoners and killed countless villains in his life, but he had never encountered such an opponent.

They lack martial ethics.

They have absolutely no sense of martial ethics.

He had prepared a whole host of "natural law and ethics" and "rules and regulations," but Jia Zang didn't take the bait at all and directly raised the topic to the level of "class contradictions" and "technological monopoly."

"You...you dare to slander me!" Li Yan was so angry his beard trembled. "I am doing this to maintain the purity of the cultivation world!"

"Purity?" Jia Zhuang's voice grew even more indignant. "Look at what you're dressed in! Luxurious clothes and sumptuous meals! Look at what we're dressed in! Coarse cloth and linen! You drink spiritual tea and discuss the Dao, while we're repairing cars in the mud! Now that we're standing up, that we're industrializing, you call it 'the demonic path'? And you want to suppress us?"

"Family members in the live stream! Fellow cultivators! And all the female cultivators oppressed by their families and sects! Tell me, is this fair?!"

Jia Zang suddenly pointed to the sky, a gesture full of dramatic tension.

At that moment, a miracle occurred.

The countless independent cultivators who were still hesitating and observing in the live broadcast room, and the disciples of the Hehuan Sect who were originally intimidated by the pressure of the Righteous Alliance, now had a fire burning in their eyes.

It was a resonance of having one's innermost thoughts spoken.

"unfair!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Then came the second sound, the third sound...

"unfair!!"

"We need a tractor!"

"The Righteous Alliance, get out!"

The roar from the square subtly drowned out the oppressive aura of the spirit boat in the sky.

[Livestream chat]

"Boss Jia is right! I've been a rogue cultivator for hundreds of years, and I can't even afford a Qi Gathering Pill. Why should you sect disciples be able to eat them so easily?"

[Support the Hehuan Sect! Support women's independence! I want this tractor!]

[Li Yan, you old dog! Give me justice!]

This is a classic example of vested interests suppressing innovation! It's so inspiring!

Li Yan was completely stunned as he looked at the angry crowd below and the vile insults on the screen.

He doesn't understand.

He had lived for three hundred years and cultivated Taoism for three hundred years. He believed in "order of rank" and "distinction between elders and juniors." He thought that as long as he revealed his identity and demonstrated his power, these ants would tremble and kneel down to beg for mercy.

But he didn't expect that Jia Zang wouldn't need to lift a finger.

Jia Zang simply unleashed the pent-up resentment in their hearts.

"Rebellion...rebellion..." Li Yan pointed at Jia Zhuang, his finger trembling. "You...you are heretics! You are traitors!"

"wrong!"

Jia Zhuang straightened his suit and tie, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.

"This is the choice of the times."

After saying that, he suddenly pulled down a lever on the tractor.

"boom--!!!"

The tractor, which had previously only emitted blue smoke, now roared deafeningly. The exhaust pipe no longer spewed out wisps of blue smoke, but instead emitted a blazing blue flame with spiraling patterns!

That's the sign that the turbocharger is fully engaged!

"Elder Li, since you call it a 'lewd and evil object,' then I'll show you the power of this 'lewd and evil object'!"

Jia Zang floored the accelerator.

That steel behemoth, weighing several tons, actually carved two deep trenches in the ground, and with an indomitable momentum, it soared straight into the sky!

No, it's not going to attack the Spirit Boat.

It rushed towards the "sealing light curtain" set up by Li Yan.

"Stop it!" Li Yan roared.

But it was too late.

"Bang--!!!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

That seemingly crude tractor, despite being powered by the sealing light barrier, managed to smash a huge dent into it! The "sealing talisman," representing the highest authority of the Righteous Alliance, shattered under the weight of this pure, violent, industrialized mechanical force.

Click.

A crack appeared on the golden light screen.

Then came the second and third rounds.

"Break for me!"

Jia Zhuang roared in the driver's seat.

"Boom!"

The barrier was sealed, and it shattered.

Golden specks of light fell like rain, a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Amidst the golden light, the tractor belching black smoke and spewing blue flames hovered proudly in mid-air, like a monster mocking the old era, its gaze level with Li Yan's flagship spirit ship.

At this moment, the number of viewers in the live stream exceeded ten million!

[Livestream chat]

[Holy crap!! It's smashed! It's really smashed!]

Is this the power of industrialization? So inspiring!

The righteous alliance has been thoroughly humiliated!

[Boss Jia is awesome! The tractor is awesome!]

I want to buy a car! Nobody can stop me! I'm going to drive this "mobile torpedo truck" back to our village!

Li Yan stood on the deck of the spirit boat, looking down at the shattered light screen, at the arrogant tractor, and at the overwhelming "666" in the live broadcast room. His face was ashen.

He knew he had lost.

It wasn't because of a lack of cultivation level, nor because of a lack of magical artifacts.

He lost because of the times.

"Withdraw...withdraw the troops."

Li Yan gritted his teeth and squeezed out those two words.

At this moment, the Righteous Alliance's boycott order became a complete joke.

Jia Zhuang, standing on the hood of the tractor, bathed in golden sunlight, gave the live-stream camera a signature, commercially savvy smile.

"Family members, did you see that? This is proof of our strength. Since the Righteous Alliance believes our vehicle can shatter a Nascent Soul stage formation, shouldn't we raise the price for its 'defense'?"

"Originally 998, now the price has increased to 1000 spirit stones!"

"What? You think it's too expensive? You still have to wait in line! Orders are already booked until next year!"

In the sky, Li Yan led his fleet away in a disgraceful manner.

On the ground, cheers resounded through the sky.

As Su Meier looked at the figure standing on the hood of the engine, the fervor in her eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Master Jia..." she murmured to herself, "This isn't a tractor...this is clearly...a scepter to rule the world."