The Invincible Sect Leader

Chan Li, ever the visionary, knew that his disciples had to adapt to this technological world if they were to truly thrive. He gathered them in the grand hall of their newly established sect branch and declared, "From now on, every disciple must learn the ways of technology!"

The disciples exchanged puzzled looks. "Sect Master, but we are cultivators! Why must we learn these strange metal devices?"

Chan Li smirked. "Because with knowledge comes power. And with power... comes profit!"

At the mention of money, his eyes gleamed like a merchant who had just discovered a mountain of spiritual stones. He could already envision selling talisman-infused processors, Qi-powered battle mechas, and automated pill refinement machines! The opportunities were endless!

Tech Training

The disciples were thrown into rigorous training, learning how to use computers, control Spirit-Mechas, and even develop cyber formations. Some excelled, while others struggled especially Elder Wu, who nearly fried a circuit board when he tried to imbue it with pure Qi.

Just as things were progressing smoothly, an unexpected visitor arrived a giant floating palace descended from the sky, adorned with neon symbols and surrounded by cybernetic guards. At its forefront stood a man in a golden exo-suit, a giant cigar in his mouth, his belly protruding like a treasury overflowing with ill-gotten gains.

He was Lord Gao, the so-called "Ruler of Technology Realm."

He puffed smoke into the air and declared, "New sect, huh? You think you can just operate here without paying The Fee? Listen, little sect master, in my realm, everyone pays tribute unless you want trouble."

The Comedy of Dominance

Chan Li blinked. "A protection fee? Are you a landlord or a bandit?"

Lord Gao grinned. "Call it what you want, kid. You can pay in money or resources. Or, you know, we can resolve this the hard way."

Chan Li sighed dramatically and turned to his disciples. "Did you hear that? He wants to collect taxes from me. What do we do with tax collectors?"

The disciples, already learning from their master's antics, shouted in unison, "We teach them a lesson!"

Before Lord Gao could react, Chan Li flicked his finger, and a burst of Qi-infused technological energy blasted the floating palace, shaking it like a toy boat in a storm. Lord Gao's cigar flew from his mouth, and he flailed in mid-air. "W-Wait, let's talk about this!"

Chan Li smirked. "Too late for that. Since you like taxes so much, how about you pay me for damages? Let's start with… oh, your entire treasury should do."

The disciples roared with laughter as Lord Gao, now realizing his mistake, frantically tried to negotiate. But Chan Li, ever the businessman, had already started drafting a new taxation system one where he collected the fees from the so-called rulers of the world!

The Heavenly Mystical Sect had officially turned the tables on the technological overlords, proving once again that no matter the world, Chan Li was always the one in control!