Chapter 109: A Harmonious Society, Peaceful Coexistence

Before long, Zhang Kai received several appeals through the Bone-Transforming Dragon. Although all used pseudonyms, it was obvious they were from Master Chongming and his group. Zhang Kai could also see their real names.

A brief glance revealed that these were the very ideas he had expressed, albeit polished and expanded into several key points. To Zhang Kai’s surprise, Master Chongming’s writing was the best, and the theme he proposed aligned perfectly with Zhang Kai’s own thinking: promoting harmony and friendship between humans and other beings to create a peaceful, unified world.

Immediately, Zhang Kai awarded five hundred points to the others, but gave Master Chongming a thousand points, highlighted his post, pinned it to the top, and left a comment:

“We, the Ultraman clan, are the most peace-loving race in the universe. If peaceful coexistence is possible, we will show the utmost goodwill. We will not take action unnecessarily. Therefore, I am gratified to see Earth’s people who also cherish peace. This novel perspective deserves everyone’s attention and deep reflection. I hereby commend it and offer this reward. I hope all nations of Earth will take it seriously.”

The Earth Home forum was currently the hottest and most prominent place on the internet, especially with official information attracting everyone’s focus. Once the post was pinned, it immediately drew global attention. Countless people stared in amazement.

Honestly, no one doubted the Ultraman’s love of peace, especially children, for whom it was almost a matter of faith. Moreover, the Ultraman had been guiding humanity all along, bringing great benefits.

Now, Earthlings themselves proposed a peaceful world. Instead of surprise, many felt regret—how could such a simple appeal earn points? The pseudonymous profiteer lurking behind the scenes was incredibly lucky to gain a thousand points just for this.

Soon, it was discovered that several had voiced this viewpoint, but the one quietly collecting the points behind the scenes received the most. Unsurprisingly, they were a team making joint appeals, collectively reaping great rewards.

But with the issue raised, it had to be thoroughly investigated. If the first country to achieve friendly and peaceful coexistence could receive a huge reward, Zhang Kai’s words sent people scurrying worldwide.

At the same time, the cultivation community in the Celestial Empire faced a wave of suppression.

Several contenders vying to become the top powerhouse had been notified by their superiors to revise their strategies. Previously, their proposals focused on resolving forbidden zones, but now that peace had become the mainstream, these were all rejected.

Among them, the old fortune teller, once one of the leading strategists on forbidden zones and highly esteemed by superiors, was the most stunned. He was poised to lead Wudang as the first dominant force in the cultivation world.

But now, he was ordered to rewrite his strategy. Upon understanding this, the old fortune teller nearly spat blood in frustration.

What nonsense was this? Weren’t forbidden zones supposed to be dangerous? How did peace suddenly become the priority? Damn Ultraman, are they messing with us? Nuclear annihilation wouldn’t work? Why peace? Have the Ultraman lost their minds?

Before long, the old fortune teller felt even more aggrieved.

Among the competitors, one had indeed submitted a peace strategy that coincidentally aligned with the Ultraman’s demands.

This person was the venerable Celestial Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain—a figure of reputation but who had never truly embarked on the path of cultivation—old and almost estranged from the practice.

Nonetheless, as the nominal leader of the Taoist sect, he joined the competition. Though he had no real hope, he was a good-natured man and submitted a treatise on yin and yang, discussing the coexistence of good and evil, light and dark, humans and other beings.

With little chance of reversal, the same day, the Celestial Master was declared by the superiors as the top contender.

After all, the future was a grand era of cultivation.

Mastery of cultivation alone was not enough; as long as the nation was willing, producing a few experts was no problem.

What the Celestial Empire lacked was foresight and leaders who could grasp the bigger picture—qualities a true leader must possess.

The old truly are the wisest.

The Celestial Master rose directly to the top. The old fortune teller, who had planned and spent so much, lost his chance outright.

At that moment, a group chatting with the old fortune teller found excuses to leave.

The old fortune teller returned to his courtyard, shoulders slumped, only to overhear Master Chongming and others happily discussing.

“Friend Chongming, your writing is excellent, and your viewpoints sharp. Being chosen as the model essay really makes me envious and jealous.”

“Ha ha, it was just a lucky inspiration. Who knew it would coincide with the Ultraman’s views?”

“A thousand points! That can buy quite a few Essence Cultivation Pills, which are excellent aids for us.”

Hearing this, the old fortune teller felt struck by lightning.

Damn it, it was those slackers holding me back—bastards!

“You—you all!” The old fortune teller was so angry his hands trembled and his lips quivered, speechless.

“Friend Zhou, why are you here? Weren’t you chatting with those seniors? Have you settled everything?” The Bone Sect youth asked with a faint smile.

“Settled my ass. You idiots ruined my plans, talking about peace and harmony. Couldn’t you wait a few days? Why rush now? Now the superiors have changed direction, letting that old bastard from Dragon and Tiger Mountain take advantage. I didn’t even get a taste!” The old fortune teller cursed loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

Damn, does things really change this fast?

Truly a new era, a new pace.

Whereas before, pensions relied on the state, then on individuals, taking decades to shift.

Now, with a shift in winds, leadership changes on a whim.

“Old fortune teller, maybe this isn’t such a bad thing. Why so anxious?” Zhang Kai said with a smile.

The old fortune teller retorted bitterly, “I’ve lost my chance; how is that good? I’ve waited so many years in Wudang’s inner sect for this opportunity—not to prove how great I am, but to prove that Wudang’s secret Taoist arts are the best in the field.”

“Then performance is the only true test. Though you lost your chance, you can still seize the initiative. Everyone is talking theory now; if you’re the first to achieve it, you can still prove Wudang’s inner sect,” Zhang Kai replied with a smile.

“So what? The top spot’s gone,” the old fortune teller said gloomily.

“Whoever accomplishes it is the true leader. A harmonious society isn’t built by words alone,” Zhang Kai answered meaningfully.

The old fortune teller’s eyes flickered, deep in thought.

“Friend Zhang, do you have a plan?” Master Chongming looked at him expectantly.

Zhang Kai said, “Not really. I just mean, since the trend has changed, why not take the lead and test a forbidden zone ourselves?”

Master Chongming nodded. “Right. Then let’s go spread some warmth?”