243: The painting styles are all different!

“We met like old friends, but now you must leave, my brother. Allow me to see you off.”

Upon hearing these words, even with Chen Lu’s composure, his face couldn't help but turn pale, completely drained of color.

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 998, requests to teleport to Group Member Chen Lu’s world. Do you agree?]

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 999, requests to teleport to Group Member Chen Lu’s world. Do you agree?]

[…...]

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 1098, requests to teleport to Group Member Chen Lu’s world. Do you agree?]

System notifications kept popping up before his eyes.

Chen Lu woke from his daze, then re-entered a state of daze from his awakened state.

The Chat Group crashed?!

Why are there so many notifications?!

He looked up at Chu Mo, who was seated at the head of the table, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stammered, “Chu… Chu Ge, aren’t you going to use the Farewell Wind?”

“You’ve watched too many Immortal Venerable shows, haven’t you? Hurry up, my alt accounts are going to your world to gain experience. You know what to do, right?!”

After the Crossing Talisman was optimized, Chu Mo had a grand idea: to send his Clones to the worlds of other group members.

Fortunately, the integral (points) spent were not many, and for him, who was wealthy, he could afford it.

Thus, he could also cultivate Clones with different Systems in the worlds of various group members.

Ultimately, they would converge into his main body.

Achieving the integration of the strengths of hundreds of schools into one.

This was the normal usage of the Crossing Talisman.

From the main seat, Chu Mo urged, “Go back quickly, and also look after my alt accounts. These accounts are all blank slates; they’re counting on developing in your worlds.”

Chen Lu nodded dazedly, then, along with Chu Mo’s one hundred alt accounts, transformed into a white light and disappeared.

At the same time.

A supernatural event also occurred in the Chat Group.

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 10010, requests to teleport to Administrator Li Tian Ce’s world. Do you agree?]

[…...]

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 10086, requests to teleport to Administrator Ning Haocheng’s world. Do you agree?]

[…...]

[System Notification: Administrator Chu Mo 10018, requests to teleport to Group Member Lin Yan’s world. Do you agree?]

[…...]

The entire Chat Group was filled with System notification sounds, and all group members were drawn into the Chat Group by these sounds.

[Qi Xuan: No way, I just slept for a bit, and the Chat Group got infected with a virus and started acting crazy?!]

[Lin Yan: Why are all of these Chu Ge’s teleportation requests? Did the Chat Group get infected with Chu Ge’s teleportation virus?!]

[Li Tian Ce: I think it’s mysterious. The Chat Group might not be infected with a virus, but rather, Chu Ge opened a bunch of alt accounts and wants to come to our worlds. Look, Chu Ge’s name even has a number after each one!]

[Qi Xuan: Holy cow! How many integral (points) would it take to teleport so many Clones?!]

[Gao Yao: Tens of millions, probably! But for Chu Ge, isn’t that just a drop in the bucket?!]

[Ning Haocheng: What’s going on? I just finished an experiment, and Chu Ge is about to send Clones to myriad worlds?!]

[Cao Qing: I don’t really care, because my world has already been ravaged by the big shots! So, let them all come! I don’t mind at all. The more people, the livelier it is. We can even have a gathering, grill some skewers, and drink some happy fat house water!!]

Everyone gathered together due to the continuous pop-up notifications from the Chat Group, and then quickly analyzed the reason.

Chu Mo saw the progress of these group members and felt very relieved.

“They have finally grown up.”

[Chu Mo: All of you, agree to my requests. In the future, if you encounter anything you can’t solve, just call out in the group, and my Clones will come to rescue you.]

Everyone thought this was an excellent plan.

However, they always felt that something was a little strange.

After sending his Clones into myriad worlds and chatting with the group members in the Chat Group for a few moments, Chu Mo hastily went offline.

Currently, Luoshui City was in its construction phase, and he, as the diligent City Lord, was indispensable.

So, he decided to take the latest M7 hovercar out for a spin and, incidentally, check if other Disciples were slacking off.

Leaving the City Lord’s Mansion.

Unlike the classical nostalgic style, this place was entirely cyberpunk.

Even though it was night, Luoshui City still shimmered with neon lights, possessing the beauty of light pollution.

Skyscrapers stood tall, arranged in an orderly fashion.

Hovercars sped along the tracks, and in the city, guardian robots, resembling Iron Man, floated in mid-air, guarding this ultra-modern city.

Luoshui City, the only modern technological city on Xuanling Continent, the sole one in the entire continent.

And at this moment.

Chu Mo was riding in a hovercar, speeding towards the Tongtian Tower.

The Tongtian Tower was a landmark building in Luoshui City, standing at a height of 999,999 meters, inscribed with countless runes, and consuming immense manpower and resources.

The resources expended just to construct the Tongtian Tower were enough to completely rebuild an entire Luoshui City.

Of course, when Luoshui City was first established, many people had their eyes on this ultra-modern city.

In response.

Luoshui City only issued one message.

This is the Demonic Path’s main stronghold. Those who disturb the city’s peace shall be executed without mercy; those who commit wanton slaughter within the city shall be executed without mercy; those who undermine internal unity shall be executed without mercy.

Because it was proclaimed as the Demonic Path’s main stronghold, it initially attracted countless Demonic Cultivators.

However.

As soon as these people tried to cause trouble, they were captured by the city’s miniature cameras and immediately executed on the spot.

The Soul-Seizing Umbrella of the Xuanxiao Sect Disciples continuously improved in grade due to these Demonic Cultivators who came to offer their lives.

Now, each one of them emits black smoke.

Any Disciple standing there would undoubtedly be called a Demonic Path big shot!

However, with many minor Demonic Cultivators dying, it was inevitable that powerful Demonic Cultivators would appear.

At this point, it was Wei Changfeng’s turn to act.

If they encountered an enemy that even Wei Changfeng couldn’t handle, then they would converge the True Demonic Form.

The True Demonic Form, combined with battlefield combat, countless Formations rising from the ground, and countless mechs harassing from the side.

Thus, those Demonic Cultivator big shots who wanted a piece of the pie were forever left here.

Although Luoshui City always claimed to be the Demonic Path’s main stronghold, more Demonic Cultivators died here, and it gradually earned the title of ‘Demonic Cultivator Graveyard.’

Even some Demonic Cultivators began to believe that this was a trap deliberately set by the Righteous Path.

However, the lingering resentment and various negative emotions hovering above the city indicated that this was a place of Demonic Cultivators.

No reputable Righteous Path sect would continuously live in such an environment.

This was detrimental to their cultivation.

Therefore.

This became a Schrödinger’s faction.

Some say it’s the Righteous Path.

Some say it’s the Demonic Path.