Chapter 5: The Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall

Group check-in feature?

Jiang Wang curiously opened the group functions tab. The previously grayed-out check-in feature was now illuminated. He clicked it, and a large roulette wheel appeared before his eyes. The wheel was divided into 100 increments, ranging from 1 to 100 points. In the top left corner was a "Luck Value" tag, and in the top right was the "Check-in" button.

Jiang Wang stared at the luck tag with a strange expression. Beside it were four golden characters: "Boundless Good Fortune."

These four words carried significant weight. Did it mean his luck was excellent? Jiang Wang pondered for a moment, then firmly dismissed the possibility that his luck was maxed out. If his luck were truly perfect, he would have won at least one of the many sweepstakes he entered in his past life.

There was only one other possibility: this was the influence of the fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation. Jiang Wang chuckled to himself, not expecting the fragment to possess such an ability, and clicked "Check-in."

The wheel spun and, unsurprisingly, landed on 100.

[Congratulations on obtaining 100 points.]

The notification box popped up and vanished just as quickly. On his personal interface, his points balance jumped from 0 to 100. Jiang Wang initially considered spending the 100 points to change his nickname—"Guard of the Nantian Gate" was quite unappealing—but he reconsidered. These points might have a much greater use. What could be purchased in the group shop remained to be seen. If he could exchange them for spirit stones, wouldn't that be a business with zero overhead? He decided to hold onto them for now.

Exiting the check-in page, he saw the other group members chatting.

Queen of the Snake-People: "Why did I get 37 points from checking in, but it shows -77 points? Is the chat group broken?"

Old Heavenly Master: "It is not just you. Mine seems to be faulty as well. I drew 17 points, but it shows -43 points."

Wasteland Prophet: "Boohoo, I got 4 points, why does it show -177 points?"

Little Spider: "Are yours all wrong? Mine is correct. 20 points for checking in, and it shows 20 points."

The Mosquito's Nemesis: "Mine is correct too. 1 point for checking in, shows 1 point."

Wasteland Prophet: "Huh?! There’s someone lower than me? Saitama-sensei, you really are the unluckiest person ever. No wonder monsters walk past your building every day."

The Mosquito's Nemesis: "? I want to punch you."

Queen of the Snake-People: "@Guard of the Nantian Gate, what about you, Immortal? How many points did you get? Is it displaying correctly?"

Guard of the Nantian Gate: "Me? 100, and it shows 100."

Queen of the Snake-People: "?"

Old Heavenly Master: "As expected of an immortal."

Little Spider: "That’s not fair. That’s not scientific."

The Mosquito's Nemesis: "1 and 100? Heh... hehe. I’m going to go buy some discounted groceries now."

Wasteland Prophet: "Why can an immortal just check in and get 100 points! Are all immortals lucky charms? Woe is me, why am I at -177 points? I refuse to accept this."

Guard of the Nantian Gate: "What is there to refuse? Haven't you read the announcement? Transmitting items requires points. Did you all transmit items to each other previously?"

Queen of the Snake-People: "Oh, that’s right. Because of a trade with the Wasteland Prophet, I sent her quite a few things via red packets."

Old Heavenly Master: "I sent some as well. So that is why."

Little Spider: "I figured she was a scammer, and I’m poor myself, so I didn't send anything."

Wasteland Prophet: "@Little Spider, you’re the scammer! Your whole family is scammers! Just you wait, Peter Parker. When the 'Purple Sweet Potato' arrives, I’ll see if you cry or not."

Little Spider: "We’ll see when the time comes! Besides, even if that day really happens, I definitely won't cry! Because my luck is bad, I’ll surely be among the half killed by the Purple Sweet Potato. Hahaha."

Wasteland Prophet: "Boohoo, why do I have points deducted for receiving red packets too? When will I ever make up these 177 points?"

Wandering between the towering skyscrapers of the city that never sleeps, Peter Parker gave a silent smile. He still didn't believe the Wasteland Prophet's prophecy was real. The Purple Sweet Potato? Hah. How could some purple guy defeat the Avengers? How could he wipe out half the life in the universe? Did he think he was a god who created the world? If such a thing existed, why would he be crazy enough to destroy half the universe? Wouldn't it be easier to just finish it all at once?

However... Peter thought of the newcomer who had just joined the group, a hint of confusion in his eyes. Although he didn't believe the prophecy, it was certain that the newcomer was a true powerhouse. With a lifespan of a million years, he was a being that truly transcended mortals. Could he... could he have the power to bring Uncle Ben back to life?

At this thought, a flame of hope ignited in Parker's heart. The face beneath his spider mask softened. But after a brief moment of fantasy, he abandoned the unrealistic idea. The newcomer didn't know him; why would he help him?

Heavenly Court.

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, watching the exchange between Little Spider and the Wasteland Prophet, and couldn't help but shake his head. It made no difference whether Peter Parker believed the Wasteland Prophet or not. Even if he did, what could he do? Tell the Avengers to prepare in advance? Tell his 'father figure' Tony to guard against the incoming Purple Sweet Potato? No one would believe him; they would only treat him like a child.

Not wanting to waste more time lurking in the chat group, Jiang Wang withdrew. Currently, the group was useful for relieving pressure and boredom, but little else. He couldn't exactly play the role of a philanthropist, handing out treasures to the group members. As a Celestial Immortal, even the smallest trinket of his would be an endless bounty for them. But he had no reason to do so.

He decided to focus on his cultivation. At the end of the day, strength was what mattered. Just as he prepared to enter deep meditation, the chat group sent another notification.

[Welcome to the group, Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.]

[The group has reached 7 members. The shop is now open for three days. Please make your purchases as soon as possible.]

"Hmm? Another newcomer?" Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment. He wasn't sure about the newcomer's specific identity. He knew of Spirit Hall—they were the enemies of 'that person.' That person claimed to be righteous but was highly hypocritical. However, there were seven people in the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. Which one was this?

Jiang Wang didn't bother guessing. It was none of his business. He was a cultivator, and they were spirit masters; they didn't mix. The shop, however, interested him.

He opened the group shop. A variety of strange items appeared before his eyes. There were oddities like the "Truth Serum" for 9 points, the "Life Recovery Potion" for 99 points, and the "Critical Hit Shield" for 999 points. None of these caught his eye, but he immediately locked onto the Spirit Stones, priced at 100 points each!

"100 points for a spirit stone?" Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment. With the Jade Plate of Creation fragment, his luck was maxed out, and he could obtain 100 points every day. Did this mean he could get a free spirit stone every day? Two hundred days of check-ins was equivalent to a year's salary in the Heavenly Court. With this feature, his salary would increase by 1.5 times! The only pity was that the shop's opening time was uncertain.

Without hesitation, he clicked on the Spirit Stone, clearing his points balance in one go. Spirit stones could fuel the Jade Plate of Creation. Having experienced its wonders, he was eager to refine his cultivation technique once more. The Great Grand Celestial Technique was good, but it was not the best; there was still room for improvement.

Afterward, he entered the chat group again.

Guard of the Nantian Gate: "Welcome to the group, newcomer!"

Guard of the Nantian Gate: "@Everyone, I have a proposal. If you have any spare points, you can help me exchange them for spirit stones and gift them to me. For every ten spirit stones, I will give you a small gift in return. The value of the gift will definitely be equivalent to the value of the spirit stones."

Wasteland Prophet: "!!! I... ahhh! I don't have any points, how hateful!"

Spirit Hall's Golden Generation: "Uh, where is this? Why am I here? I just checked in and got 100 points, I can exchange for a spirit stone, but how do I send it to you?"

Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena, who was serving by the Pope's side, felt a bit dizzy. She had been inexplicably invited into a dimensional chat group and, just as inexplicably, saw someone offering gifts in exchange for spirit stones. Although she didn't know the use of spirit stones, the members of this dimensional chat group likely came from other worlds, right? She wondered what kind of gifts other worlds might offer. It was truly intriguing.

Hu Liena chose to exchange 100 points for a spirit stone, then, following the instructions the person had provided, placed the stone into a red packet and clicked send.