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

The art style of the Heavenly Court is irreversibly heading towards a hybrid of "cyberpunk" and "rustic disco".

At the South Heavenly Gate Square, a giant LED screen plays a loop of the celestial maidens performing a mesmerizing dance routine reminiscent of a driving test. The catchy DJ music, combined with the maidens' half-asleep, half-mechanical hip-twisting movements, doesn't make Heaven seem ridiculous. Instead, its "official" authority quickly sparks a frenzy of imitation in the mortal realm.

In the mortal realm, in the squares of major towns, elderly people have abandoned the traditional "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" and instead started learning "The Heavenly Court's Official Driving Test Part 3".

"See that? This is the same style worn by celestial fairies!" An old man said proudly to passersby while swaying his hips. "Dancing like this is said to draw in celestial energy and prolong life!"

Sitting in his office on the South Heavenly Gate tower, Jia Zang watched the data on incense offerings and prayers transmitted back from the mortal realm—a value of faith and a value of traffic—exponentially increasing, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"Monetizing traffic, perfect." Jia Zhuang picked up his teacup and took a sip of the "happy fairy water" made with "industrial saccharin".

However, beneath the surface of harmony (?), undercurrents are surging.

[System notification: A high-energy reaction has been detected approaching!]

[Warning! Grand Marshal Li Jing of the Heavenly Army, leading three thousand heavenly soldiers, is advancing towards the South Heavenly Gate Square.]

[Triggering the critical mission: Battle of Nantianmen (Commercial Version)]

[Mission Objective: Protect the "illegal building" and successfully win over Li Jing.]

[Current live stream popularity: 2000 million (front row selling sunflower seeds and drinks, onlookers watching police brutality).]

"boom--!"

A loud bang shook the glazed tiles on the South Heaven Gate tower three times.

Jia Zhuang frowned, put down his teacup, and walked to the window to look down. He saw that the huge prefabricated buildings on one side of the South Heavenly Gate Square, where he had originally set up the "Qingyun Heavy Industry Temporary Recruitment Point" and the "Heavenly Court IOU Processing Center," were now being crushed to pieces by a huge golden pagoda.

Amidst the swirling dust, a general clad in silver armor, his face stern, stood atop the air. Behind him stood ranks of fully armed celestial soldiers, each exuding a murderous aura.

"Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King." Jia Zang narrowed his eyes. "Finally, a tough nut has been cracked."

The golden pagoda in Li Jing's hand exuded a suffocating aura. His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the chaotic construction site below. His voice boomed like a bell: "What kind of demon dares to illegally construct buildings in this sacred Heavenly Court, disrupting the feng shui and disturbing the order! I, by the Jade Emperor's decree, hereby demolish all illegal structures and punish them severely!"

At his command, the heavenly soldiers behind him immediately rushed forward, their long spears and halberds mercilessly smashing the "Double Eleven" display stand and "credit card" processing window that Jia Zang had painstakingly set up.

"Stop! What are you doing!" At the construction site, several wandering immortals on guard tried to stop them, but were kicked away by the heavenly soldiers.

"This is an illegal structure?!" Jia Zhuang sneered, straightened his suit and tie, and strode out of the office. "In my plan, this is called the 'Heavenly Court Special Economic Zone'!"

Jia Zang did not make a move directly. He knew that Li Jing was the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Army, wielding real power and possessing the famous magical treasure—the Golden Exquisite Pagoda. A head-on confrontation, while not fearful now, would damage his image as a "civilized businessman" and disrupt the business order he had just established.

He wanted to resolve the issue of force using a businessman's approach.

"King Li, what a magnificent sight!" Jia Zang's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly amplified throughout the entire square through the sound-amplifying array.

Li Jing turned around, looking down at Jia Zang, and coldly snorted, "Jia Zang, you have disrupted the order of Heaven, a crime deserving of death! Today, I, the commander, will act on behalf of Heaven!"

"Acting on behalf of Heaven?" Jia Zang clapped his hands, and the staff behind him immediately brought over a mahogany table, two armchairs, and even brewed two cups of steaming Longjing tea.

"Your Majesty, don't rush into action. Fighting and killing will only damage our harmony. We are all civilized people. Why can't we sit down, have a cup of tea, and discuss our grand plan for 'attracting investment'?" Jia Zang smiled and pointed to the chair in front of him.

Li Jing was taken aback. He had seen arrogant demons and cunning immortals, but he had never seen anyone who could calmly invite someone to drink tea and discuss business when a knife was held to their throat.

"Attracting investment?" Li Jing frowned, the pagoda in his hand slumping slightly. "What kind of sorcery is this?"

"This is not sorcery, but a 'great art' to make the Heavenly Court rich and powerful!" Jia Zang stepped forward, took out a thick scroll wrapped in brocade that he had prepared beforehand, gently placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Li Jing.

"Your Majesty, please take a look. This is the 'Agreement on the Comprehensive Commercial Renovation and Tax Revenue Sharing in the Southern Heavenly Gate Area'."

Li Jing looked at him suspiciously, then reached out and took the scroll, unfolding it to take a look.

Upon seeing this, his expression immediately changed.

The scroll was densely covered with various terms and conditions, such as "Exclusive Operating Rights for the South Heavenly Gate Position," "Equipment Upgrade and Procurement Plan for Heavenly Soldiers and Generals," and "Heavenly Court Logistics System Contracting Scheme"... and at the very bottom, a line of bold text stood out:

"30% of the project's net profit will be transferred directly to your... oh no, I mean the Heavenly Court's Finance Department account as the 'Heavenly Infrastructure Construction Fund'."

30%!

Li Jing's heart skipped a beat. He knew what that number meant. The Heavenly Court's finances were perpetually strained; the Jade Emperor often lost sleep over the meager amount of spirit stones. If this project could truly bring such high returns…

"Jia Zang, how dare you bribe this commander!" Li Jing's words were stern, but his grip on the scroll was noticeably looser than before.

"Your Majesty, you flatter me. How can this be called bribery?" Jia Zang said innocently. "This is called 'commercial commission,' and it's legal! Besides, Your Majesty, think about it. If you demolish these 'illegal buildings' of mine, what will Heaven get? A pile of ruins? Or the complaints of the immortals? After all, everyone is used to buying things and applying for credit cards here now."

Jia Zang paused, observing Li Jing's expression, and continued, "But if we preserve these buildings, not only will the Heavenly Court have a prestigious project and tax revenue, but even your heavenly soldiers and generals will enjoy the benefit of 'employee discounts.' Look, the 'Spiritual Energy Compressed Biscuits' produced by my 'Qingyun Heavy Industry' are the best supplies for heavenly soldiers on patrol."

Li Jing remained silent.

He was a pragmatic man. Although he disapproved of Jia Zang's "unorthodox" behavior, he had to admit that the Heavenly Court had indeed become more lively since Jia Zang arrived, and even the morale of the heavenly soldiers had improved because of the colorful benefits.

More importantly, although the Jade Emperor issued an edict to demolish it, he didn't say he wanted to "completely ban" it. As long as it brings in money, the Jade Emperor... will probably turn a blind eye, right?

"This..." Li Jing hesitated, "This matter is of great importance, and I must report it to the Jade Emperor..."

"Your Majesty, this is an opportunity not to be missed!" Jia Zang pressed on, "The Jade Emperor is busy with countless affairs of state. Why bother him with such a trivial matter? As the Grand Marshal of the Army and the one guarding the Southern Heavenly Gate, you must have the decisiveness to do this, right? As long as you sign your name, this 30% share will be in your account tomorrow."

Just as Li Jing was torn between his inner conflict and his fingers wavering between the pen and the pagoda, a sudden change occurred.

"How dare you, Li Jing! You collude with evil spirits!"

A delicate shout came from the clouds.

A red shadow flashed by, and Nezha, the Third Prince, landed menacingly on the plaza, riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels and wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear. He immediately spotted Jia Zang, who was "chatting and laughing" with Li Jing, and the suspicious contract on the table.

"Father! Have you forgotten the Jade Emperor's decree? This Jia Zang is spreading heresy and creating chaos in Heaven! How can you listen to his nonsense!" Nezha, young and impetuous, wasn't fooled by Jia Zang's lies. "Quickly, seize this traitor!"

Li Jing's expression changed, and he almost dropped the pen in his hand.

"You unfilial son! How dare you be so rude! Minister Jia... Minister Jia is discussing important matters of the Heavenly Court with me. How dare you act so wildly!" Although Li Jing's will had been corrupted by capital, he still had to maintain his dignity.

"A big deal? This is a big deal?" Nezha pointed to the pile of flattened prefabricated houses. "This is what they call illegal construction! Father, you can't be fooled by it!"

Jia Zang sighed helplessly as he watched this scene.

"Sigh, young people, they're just impulsive."

He knew that the negotiations had encountered real resistance. Although Li Jing was greedy for money, he was also afraid of trouble, especially of being accused of "treason" or "dereliction of duty." Nezha's outburst put Li Jing in an awkward position.

"It seems that 'literary debate' alone is not enough." A cold glint flashed in Jia Zhuang's eyes.

He slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and smiled slightly at Nezha: "Third Prince, since you don't understand business, let's use a language you understand."

"What language?" Nezha pointed his spear, and flames rose.

"The language of physics".

Jia Zhuang snapped his fingers.

"Click click click—"

A sickeningly loud mechanical whirring sound came from the ruins.

Several dark metal pipes suddenly emerged from the ruins of the "Credit Card Processing Center," which had been crushed by the golden pagoda. Then, the ruins were pushed open, and a strangely shaped "machine" slowly rose.

That was none other than Jia Zang's latest creation, a combination of Earth's technology and Heavenly Court's weapon-forging techniques—

"Spiritual Power - Quad Gatling Gun - Guardian Beast (Disguised Version)".

The machine's shape was designed by Jia Zang with a twisted sense of humor to resemble a benevolent "Thousand-Armed Guanyin," except that instead of holding magical weapons, those dozens of arms held rotating gun barrels. And on the base of the "Guanyin statue," four enormous tracks were mounted—a modified "Mysterious Iron Tractor" chassis!

"What kind of monster is this?" Nezha was stunned.

"This is not a demon," Jia Zhuang said gently as he walked to the cold machine, reaching out to stroke the scorching barrel. "This is the 'Guardian of Peace,' and also... my trump card."

"King Li," Jia Zang turned to Li Jing, his tone turning cold and firm, "whether you sign this contract or not, if you don't, Qingyun Heavy Industry may not be able to afford the security of Nantianmen. If any 'riots' or 'terrorist attacks' break out, that won't be my problem."

Li Jing stared at the dark muzzle of the gun, then at Nezha's murderous expression, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He knew that this was no longer just about demolishing illegal buildings; it was the prelude to a coup.

"Father! Don't listen to his nonsense! Let me burn him!" Nezha roared, and his Fire-Tipped Spear, wreathed in flames, pierced through.

Jia Zang sneered and pulled his finger toward the trigger.

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's let the bullets... oh no, let the spiritual energy bullets fly for a while."

"Da da da da da da—!!!"

The four Gatling guns spun instantly, spewing out tongues of fire half a meter long.

Those were not ordinary bullets, but "spiritual energy bullets" that Jia Zhuang compressed from "inferior Qi-restoring pills" produced on an industrial assembly line!

Countless golden pills, like a metallic storm, shot towards Nezha with a piercing shriek.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Although Nezha's Hun Tian Ling blocked most of the attacks, the dense rain of bullets still forced him to retreat step by step, and several holes were punched into his Hun Tian Ling.

"What...what kind of evil magic is this?!" Nezha stared wide-eyed in shock.

[Livestream chat]

[Holy crap! Gatling Bodhisattva! Namo Gatling Bodhisattva! Depleted uranium bomb with six pure senses!]

[That's industrial punk! That's true masculine romance!]

Nezha: I was terrified...

[Li Jing: I'll sign this contract! I'll sign it right now!]

[Chairman Jia is awesome! Physical exorcism is the most deadly method!]

Looking at the countless "spiritual energy projectiles" flying around, and then at his own crumbling golden pagoda, Li Jing finally made a decision.

He snatched the pen from the table and quickly signed his name on the contract.

"Mr. Jia! I signed it! I signed it! Quickly, make this...this bodhisattva stop!"

Jia Zang nodded in satisfaction and released the trigger.

"Da da da..."

The gunfire gradually subsided, and the smoke dissipated.

Jia Zang walked up to Li Jing, smiled, and extended his hand: "King Li, it's a pleasure to cooperate. From today onwards, the South Heavenly Gate is our domain."

Li Jing looked at the hand extended in front of him, then at the Gatling tractor still belching black smoke, and tremblingly grasped it.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

He knew that from this moment on, the rules of Heaven had completely changed.