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

At the summit of Luoxia Peak, in the early morning.

Jia Zhuang looked at the glittering [Bullet Screen Manifestation (Trial Version)] icon on the system interface and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"System, how do I use this function? Can I conjure up whatever the netizens say?"

[System: Yes. As long as the popularity of the live stream viewers' comments reaches a certain threshold, the host can extract keywords from the comments and materialize them into entities or skills. Note: The power of the materialized items depends on the netizens' creativity and the intensity of their comments.]

"That's interesting." Jia Zhuang rubbed his hands together. "Then let's test the 'gold content' of our netizens."

He cleared his throat and shouted at the floating live-streaming camera:

"Family! New skill unlocked! Now, I can conjure up anything you say! Come on, give me some serious stuff! I want to see just how wicked you guys can be!"

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

Holy crap! Really? I'll try sending a "brick" (a type of virtual gift) then.

[The previous ones were too conservative! Host, give us a "Gatling Gun Bodhisattva"!]

Stop with the nonsense! Streamer, conjure up a "keyboard warrior's keyboard" for me!

[I have a bold idea... Host, can you materialize "the client's requirements"?]

[That thing up ahead is terrifying, people could die!]

Jia Zhuang watched the scrolling comments, his gaze settling on a highlighted comment:

[Hey streamer, try out "Thor's hammer"! Not the Marvel one, but the one Grandpa Wang uses to forge iron at the entrance of our village!]

"Alright! That's it!"

With a thought, Jia Zang extracted the keyword "Thor's Hammer" from his mind.

"Reveal!"

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, and a bolt of purple lightning struck down, hitting the open ground in front of Jia Zang.

As the smoke cleared, a huge, black-smoking, and extremely crudely designed iron hammer appeared before everyone.

The hammer handle was a rusty steel pipe, and the hammer head was a huge square iron block with several crooked characters engraved on it: "【Specialist in curing all kinds of dissent】".

"this……"

Zhao Xiaoliu, who was following behind Jia Zang, was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud. "Senior Brother Jia, is this Thor's hammer? Why does it look like...like a pile driver on a construction site?"

"You don't understand." Jia Zhuang walked over, picked up the several-hundred-pound iron hammer with one hand, and twirled it twice in his hand. "This is called 'industrial punk style'! Look at the texture, the rust, it's full of the vicissitudes of time and the violence of physical force!"

[Ding! Precise comment detected. 50 Honkai Impact Points gained.]

Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the sky.

"Jia Zang! Get out here right now!"

A red sword light descended, and the newcomer was none other than Elder Wang Teng, who had inhaled several tractor exhaust fumes yesterday and felt utterly humiliated today.

Wang Teng had clearly come prepared today, holding a gleaming golden whisk in his hand, and followed by more than a dozen disciples from the Enforcement Hall.

"Jia Zang! Yesterday at the sect competition, you used sorcery to defeat Qingxue and even injured my nephew! Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to cleanse this sect!"

"Hey, Elder Wang." Jia Zhuang slammed his hammer into the ground, making it tremble. "What's wrong? Didn't you get enough of my 'spiritual energy tail gas' yesterday? Did you come here specifically to add more time today?"

"You...you're asking for it!"

Enraged, Wang Teng waved his whisk, and countless golden threads shot towards Jia Zang like venomous snakes.

"Golden Spirit-Binding Rope! Bind them!"

"Trying to tie me up?" Jia Zhuang sneered. "Family, this old man has no sportsmanship! Let's give him something tough!"

He looked at the live stream.

[Livestream chat]

[Watch out, streamer! This whisk is a magical artifact!]

[What are you afraid of! The streamer has a new skill! Quickly conjure up "super glue"!]

The previous suggestions were too weak! I suggest materializing the "mouth of a deadbeat"!

[I have a great idea! Host, let's bring the "bargain-hunting" to life!]

"Great idea!"

A glint flashed in Jia Zhuang's eyes as he immediately locked onto the keyword "[the 'bargaining' of a 'bargaining expert']".

"Reveal!"

"Buzz—!"

The air suddenly distorted, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the entire area.

Wang Teng's whisk threads had clearly entangled Jia Zang, but suddenly... froze!

Not only did it freeze, it started to... shrink back!

"What's going on?!"

To Wang Teng's horror, he discovered that his whisk was uncontrollably coiling in the opposite direction, tightly binding his own hands!

"What...what kind of sorcery did you use?!"

"Sorcery?" Jia Zang, carrying his iron hammer, slowly walked over. "This is called 'Spirit-Reflecting Power'! It's specifically designed to deflect all attacks! You want to bind me? Fine, bind yourself tightly first!"

[Ding! Precise comment detected. 100 Honkai Impact Points gained.]

"You...you're talking nonsense! My whisk is a top-grade magic weapon, how could it be..."

"How could it possibly turn against its master?" Jia Zang chimed in, "Because you're too 'opportunistic'! You claim to be acting on behalf of Heaven, but actually you're just looking to settle personal scores; you say you're cleaning up the sect, but actually you're just trying to get revenge. Your intentions are impure, so naturally the magical artifact won't obey you!"

[Ding! Critical Hit! Wang Teng's Dao Heart wavered once again, gaining 200 points of Collapse Value.]

Wang Teng's face turned ashen as he struggled desperately, but the whisk tightened its grip, making it hard for him to breathe.

"You...you let me go! I am an elder of the Qingyun Sect! How dare you..."

"What's wrong, Elder?" Jia Zhuang raised the [Thor's Hammer] in his hand. "On Sunset Peak, I am the law!"

He slammed the hammer down on the ground.

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang shook the entire Sunset Peak.

The dozen or so disciples of the Enforcement Hall behind Wang Teng were directly shaken and staggered, some even falling to the ground.

"See that?" Jia Zang pointed to the enormous iron hammer. "That's called 'physical persuasion'! It's much more effective than all your fancy magic!"

[Livestream chat]

[Hahaha! Elder Wang is bound like a dumpling by his own whisk!]

[Awesome streamer! That hammer looks painful!]

[That's called "overpowering all techniques with sheer force!" Before absolute power, all skill is worthless!]

[Hey streamer, quickly materialize a "slipper"! Let's slap him!]

"Slippers? Great idea!"

Jia Zhuang looked at the live stream again, focusing on the keyword "slippers".

"Reveal!"

"Whoosh—!"

A huge, pink plastic slipper that smelled strangely appeared out of thin air in Jia Zang's hand.

These slippers are almost half a person's height, and the soles are printed with the words: "Education of Love".

"Elder Wang, since you enjoy reasoning so much, then I'll use this 'Shoe of Truth' to teach you a lesson!"

Jia Zhuang swung his huge slipper and slapped it across Wang Teng's face.

"Smack—!!!"

A crisp sound rang out, echoing through the sky.

Wang Teng's originally dignified old face was instantly marked with a huge slipper print.

"puff--!"

Wang Teng spat out a mouthful of blood, spun around three times like a top, and finally fell face down to the ground with a "thud".

The entire room fell silent.

The disciples of the Enforcement Hall looked at the elder who had been sent flying, and then at the huge pink slipper in Jia Zang's hand. They were all so frightened that their legs went weak.

"Who else?"

Jia Zhuang carried his slippers and glanced at the crowd.

"Anyone who disagrees, step forward! I have Thor's hammer, the Shoes of Truth, and the Power of the Grim Reaper! There's bound to be one that suits you!"

The disciples of the Enforcement Hall shook their heads in unison, "We surrender! We surrender! Senior Brother Jia, spare our lives!"

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully defeated the Enforcement Hall and gained 1000 Honkai Points!]

[System Notification: The trial period for [Bullet Screen Materialization] has ended. Cooldown: 24 hours.]

Jia Zhuang looked at Wang Teng lying on the ground and sighed.

"Elder Wang, please don't blame me for being ruthless. Blame yourself for insisting on talking to me about 'rules'."

He pointed to Sunset Peak behind him.

"On my turf, my rules are the rules! Who agrees, who disagrees?"

"I agree!" Zhao Xiaoliu was the first to jump out and shout.

"We agree!" the outer disciples responded enthusiastically.

Wang Teng lay on the ground, staring at the enormous pink slipper, his heart filled with fear.

This isn't a cultivator, this is clearly a madman!

"Alright, that's enough." Jia Zhuang waved his hand, and the conjured object disappeared. "Elder Wang, take care. Don't bother seeing me off. Next time you come, remember to bring your 'red booklet,' or I'll think you're here to scam me!"

Wang Teng: "..."

He shakily got up, not even bothering to pick up his whisk, and led his disciples away in a sorry state.

Jia Zhuang watched their retreating figures and gave a peace sign to the live stream camera.

"Family members, did you see that? This is the wisdom of netizens! As long as your imaginations run wild enough, I can completely destroy the world of cultivation!"

[Livestream chat]

[This streamer is amazing! Today I truly witnessed what "dimensional reduction attack" means!]

[The one above is called "Silly Netizens Save the Cultivation World!"]

[Host, next time try materializing "the client's modification suggestions"! It'll definitely drive those old monsters crazy!]

[This streamer is so good at roasting; we should start a roasting workshop!]

As Jia Zhuang looked at the comment, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"A '吐槽大讲堂' (Tucao Dajiangtang)? Hmm... that's a good idea, I've got it."