Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

Xiao Bei took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the conference room.

Representatives from various factions had already taken their seats, each with a solemn expression, and the atmosphere was colder than frozen tofu in a refrigerator.

Beili paced back and forth outside the door, looking out from time to time, like an ant on a hot pan.

"Fellow Taoists, let's get straight to the point. Regarding the distribution of immortal treasures..." Xiao Bei was interrupted just as he started.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Bei, isn't the distribution of this 'Nine Revolutions Golden Pill' a bit unfair? Why can our Loose Cultivator Alliance only get one?" A big man with a beard questioned in a muffled voice.

"That's right! We in the Yu Jian Sect have contributed a lot, so why did we only get two 'Flying Swords'?" Another man in brocade clothes also echoed.

"Ahem," Xiao Bei cleared his throat. "I've thought this distribution plan over and over again, and I've lost countless hairs before..."

"Bald? I think you want to be eaten by vultures!" Jealous Monk B interrupted sarcastically, "I think this distribution plan clearly favors your Beiming Sect!"

The conference room suddenly exploded with all kinds of questioning and complaints coming one after another, it was even more lively than a vegetable market.

Xiao Bei felt his head buzzing. This group of people was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

He rubbed his temples and was about to explain when suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"My fellow Taoists, please be patient!" He raised his voice, a hint of mystery in his tone, "This distribution plan actually has a deeper meaning..."

He paused deliberately, looked around, and observed everyone's reactions.

Seeing their ears pricked up and their faces full of curiosity, Xiao Bei continued with satisfaction: "Actually, these immortal treasures are only the first batch..."

"What? There's a second batch?" Everyone looked at each other and talked a lot.

"That's right!" Xiao Bei snapped his fingers, "Also, the number of the second batch of immortal treasures is ten times that of the first batch!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

"Brother Xiao Bei, you are so awesome!" Bei Li jumped up excitedly outside the door, wishing she could rush in and give Xiao Bei a big hug.

Xiao Bei smiled proudly, feeling secretly happy in his heart: You little bastards, you are too young to fight with me!

He was about to continue explaining when he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

He turned around suddenly and saw Jealous Monk B staring at him sinisterly, with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Bei," Jealous Monk B said in a cold tone, "Are you kidding us?"

Xiao Bei's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Of course not," he said calmly, "I guarantee it on my honor..."

"Your reputation?" Jealous Monk B sneered. "How much is it worth?" He suddenly stood up and said in a sinister tone, "Unless... you can produce evidence!"

Xiao Bei's face changed and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Evidence..." he whispered, "Of course there is..."

Xiao Bei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Evidence? Of course I have it! Little Luxian, bring up our precious treasure!"

The little furnace fairy came in, holding a huge crystal ball in his hand. Complex runes were flashing inside the ball, shining brightly, and it looked very technological at first glance.

"This is..." Everyone was puzzled.

"Hmph, just trying to be mysterious!" Jealous Monk B curled his lips in disdain.

Xiao Bei coughed lightly and pointed at the crystal ball, explaining, "This is my latest research and development, the 'Immortal Treasure Refining Data Recorder'. It can fully record the entire process of refining immortal treasures, including material consumption, process steps, energy fluctuations, etc., accurate to three decimal places, and it's honest!"

He controlled the crystal ball and projected the data of refining the "Nine-Turn Golden Pill" and the "Flying Sword" into the air. The dense data dazzled everyone.

"Did you see that? How many natural treasures are needed to refine a 'Nine Revolutions Golden Pill'? How much manpower and material resources are needed? The Loose Cultivator Alliance only gave us a few scraps, and you still have the nerve to ask for one? How can you be so shameless?" Xiao Bei turned on the machine gun mode, making the bearded man blush and speechless.

"And you, the Sword Controlling Sect, only offered some scrap metal, yet you still have the nerve to ask for two 'Flying Swords'? Do you really think I'm running a charity? If it weren't for the fact that we're all part of the immortal cultivation world, I wouldn't even give you a single pill or a single sword!"

The representatives of various forces were so frightened by Xiao Bei's display that they all wilted like eggplants hit by frost.

They originally thought that Xiao Bei was just a lucky young man, but they didn't expect that there were so many high-tech gadgets behind him. The data analysis and logical reasoning were simply a dimensionality reduction attack!

"Fellow Daoists, do you have any objections?" Xiao Bei looked around with a hint of dominance in his tone.

Everyone shook their heads, expressing their conviction.

At this moment, Xiao Bei suddenly changed the subject: "However, after thinking about it carefully, I think the previous distribution plan is indeed a bit inappropriate."

Everyone was stunned. What was going on?

"Instead of distributing the immortal treasures to various factions, it's better to concentrate our strength on a major task!" Xiao Bei's eyes flashed with brilliance. "I propose that we gather all the immortal treasures together to create a 'Joint Defense Formation of the Cultivation World' to resist the impending demon invasion!"

This proposal was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's ears.

Representatives from various forces looked at each other and began to re-examine Xiao Bei's plan.

"This plan..." someone hesitated.

"I know this plan will affect the interests of some forces," Xiao Bei said firmly, "but for the future of the immortal world, we must unite! Sacrificing one's own family for the sake of everyone is the true path of the strong!"

He paused, his eyes sweeping across the crowd, finally landing on Jealous Monk B. He said word by word, "Is there anyone who is unwilling?"

Jealous Monk B's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something...

"Xiao Bei, you...

He spoke slowly.

"Xiao Bei, stop being so hypocritical! You're talking about doing this for the sake of the immortal world, but I think you just want to keep the immortal treasure for yourself!" Jealous cultivator B slammed the table, stood up, pointed at Xiao Bei's nose and cursed, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to! You want us to hand over the immortal treasure? No way!"

The words of jealous monk B were like a fuse, instantly igniting the other representatives of forces who were already dissatisfied with the distribution plan.

They all stood up to support Jealous Monk B, and the meeting room suddenly became a mess.

"Xiao Bei, you are so cunning!"

"We will never agree to your plan!"

"Hand over the treasure!"

All kinds of shouting and accusations came one after another, like a group of angry ducks quacking.

Xiao Bei felt as if he was in the midst of a raging sea and could be swallowed up at any time.

The enormous pressure was like a mountain pressing on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He looked around and saw only hostility and doubt. A feeling of isolation and helplessness came over him, as if he was shrouded in darkness.

Just then, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

Beili walked in. She went straight to Xiao Bei, gently held his hand, and looked at him firmly, as if silently conveying strength.

Xiao Bei looked at Bei Li, and their eyes met. It was as if an electric current passed through, and an inexplicable warmth spread in his heart.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air, as if time had stood still.

Bei Li turned to the crowd and said in a cold tone, "Do you find it interesting to force Brother Xiao Bei like this? He has worked so hard for the immortal world, and you are questioning and attacking him here. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Little girl, you have no right to speak here!" Jealous Monk B snorted disdainfully.

"That's right, a little girl who is still wet behind the ears dares to point fingers here!" The representative of another faction also echoed.

Beili's eyes turned cold, and a powerful aura burst out from her, instantly enveloping the entire conference room.

"Who are you calling a brat?" Her tone was cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

Everyone was shocked by Beili's aura and didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Bei Li turned to look at Xiao Bei and said softly: "Brother Xiao Bei, don't worry"

Xiao Bei took a deep breath, held Bei Li's hand tightly, and his heart was filled with strength.

He looked at everyone with a firm look in his eyes: "My plan will not change!"

As soon as Jealous Monk B finished speaking, several monks behind him rushed towards Xiao Bei with great momentum.

Seeing that a melee was about to break out, Beili smiled contemptuously, and waved her slender hand lightly. An invisible force instantly knocked several people away, and they fell heavily against the wall, unable to get up for a long time.

"That's it?" Beili raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disdain.

When everyone saw this, they all gasped and looked at Beili with fear.

The jealous monk B's face turned pale. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman actually possessed such powerful strength.

Xiao Bei took this opportunity to quickly say, "My fellow Daoists, I understand your concerns and am willing to make some concessions. How about this? We readjust the distribution plan and distribute the immortal treasures based on each faction's contribution to resisting the demon invasion?"

Everyone looked at each other. This plan seemed more fair and reasonable, and more in line with the current situation.

After some discussion, representatives of various forces finally agreed to Xiao Bei's proposal.

Xiao Bei breathed a sigh of relief, finally dealing with this group of troublesome guys.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Beili, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Beili."

Bei Li smiled sweetly and winked playfully: "Brother Xiao Bei, you're welcome! After all, I'm your guardian angel!"

Xiao Bei looked at Bei Li's bright smile, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He felt that the distance between him and Beili was closer, and this feeling made his heart beat faster.

Just when Xiao Bei thought that the matter was about to be resolved smoothly, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

A man in a black robe with a stern face walked in, followed by several monks with powerful auras.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Bei, we in the 'Demon Cult' have some different opinions on your distribution plan." The man in black spoke in a cold tone, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Xiao Bei frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect?" He thought to himself, "Where did this force come from?"

The man in black glanced at everyone and said arrogantly: "We, the Heavenly Demon Sect, want 90% of the immortal treasures!"