The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 23: Wassup

Ye Ming was determined to teach these arrogant cultivators a lesson.

After all, these people definitely resembled the typical protagonist in the Xianxia or Xuanhuan or Eastern Fantasy demeanor and style. Constantly hypocritical and completely filled with thick plot armor.

Of course, there were exceptions, but it was still very few.

[List has been complied, Young Master. In total, there are over 5,765 cultivators from the Higher World, 6,352 cultivators from the Middle World, and 10,536 cultivators from the Lower World.]

The swiftness and efficiency from HD were still amazing as usual.

"Hmm, no cultivators in the Immortal and Celestial World?" Ye Ming raised an eyebrow.

[The Immortal and Celestial World is on a different playing ground. The cultivators dared not attempt such a ploy.]

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"Ah, that makes sense." Nodding, Ye Ming wasn't surprised that these people tended to avoid doing similar flashy play as they ascended further.

After all, there were more and more strong cultivators. Their so-called action or plan would be banned immediately or suppressed.

Having thought of that, he made a quick calculation and realized there were 22,653 cultivators. Just looking at the numbers alone, Ye Ming became dazed.

'Damn it, how am I supposed to find them one by one to punish?' He furrowed his brows. If he tried to track them down, then how much time must he waste?

Thankfully, HD seemed to understand Ye Ming's frustration.

[Young Master, HD can help track them down and compile them into a file. The monitoring would be locked on until their death—in which case, their death would be sent to another file for review whenever you desire.]

"Great, then you can use this time to work on it. Also, compile another for the Lower World, especially the Tianwu Country." Ye Ming snapped his fingers in excitement.

It was no wonder why he bothered to create a highly functional and capable HD as his past self. It was to slack off—though not quite accurate, given his past self was actually hard-working as hell.

'How the hell did I go from hardworking to a lazy bum. Oh, I know... because I was a retard in the past.' He yawned and placed his legs on the table.

Why was he trying so hard in his past self? Why the hell was he so fixated on the opinions of others?

Especially the gossip behind the back.

He could have just eliminated them and none would have dared to utter a single sound afterward.

Why should he need to prove his worth to any of them?

Time quickly went by and while Ye Ming took the time to examine the problems caused by his decision, Qing Lan finally returned to the office.

"Young Master, the Madam wished for you to head toward the main office." Qing Lan said respectfully.

'The main office huh.' That was the place where Ye Xuan used to compile the paperwork and give orders. It wasn't the formal meeting like the Main Hall though.

Nodding, Ye Ming stood up and was about to head toward the main office, only to be halted by Qing Lan.

"Wait a second, Young Master." She called out and retrieved a dazzling set of clothes from her spatial ring. The clothes seemed to be in pieces that were meant to be combined.

Instantly, Ye Ming's face turned pale as the style of clothes would definitely be uncomfortable. Not to mention, the accessories which weighed a crap ton.

"Ugh, no thank you." He raised his hand and passed on the ancient style of clothes. His current outfit might not be better, but it was at the very least comfortable. And with that kind of clothing, Ye Ming was reminded of something. He needed to have people sew some modern clothes for him to wear.

It was just a pity that what he wanted might not always be fulfilled.

"Apologies, Young Master. The Madam said you must wear these clothes, otherwise, she would kill herself." Qing Lan explained.

Meanwhile, Ye Ming was stunned on the spot. He was totally not expecting such a threat.

"..."

Utterly speechless, Ye Ming wanted to say something, but couldn't in the end.

'Fucking hell, this threat is so unfair!' He cried inwardly. Had the threat been some sort of punishment to him, then he would have shrugged and said go ahead. After all, what kind of harsh punishment could there be for him?

However, it was clear that his mother knew about it and outplayed him completely.

"You can't be serious, right?" Ye Ming twitched his brows and pursed his lips.

"The Madam said she is serious and if you want to be unfilial, then don't even bother to attend her funeral." Qing Lan pressed on.

To be fair, even she was astounded by the threat when she first heard about it. But now that she saw how dumbfounded Ye Ming became, she realized the Madam wasn't an easy person to deal with. That included her son as well.

'The Young Master had become unscrupulous and unpredictable since his return, but his heart still has the Madam.' She smiled slightly.

"Ugh, get it over with." He finally resigned to his fate.

Sometime later, Ye Ming underwent a complete change. After having his change of outfit, he appeared more imposing and mighty. The blueish-purple color matched his style perfectly.

"You look very handsome, Young Master." Qing Lan clasped her hands and praised.

"Handsome? More like hideous." Ye Ming exhaled and felt annoyed. The clothes would definitely take a while to get used to. After all, it was just so different than the modern style of clothing on Earth.

Qing Lan simply smiled in response and proceeded to guide him to the main office.

...

Main Office

"The Young Master has arrived." Qing Lan quickly announced his arrival. She was about to open the door for him until Ye Ming dragged her aside and kicked the door open himself.

"Wassup people." Ye Ming said loudly and took a big stride as he entered the room. His eyes darted around and noticed three unfamiliar elderly people aside from his parents.