—A sacred land where saying "no" to fate is a cultivation technique.
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Part 1: The Emergency Meeting of the Rejected Sect
Back at the Sect, Wei Yun had called an emergency meeting in the Grand Hall (which was just a glorified tea shack with weirdly aggressive chickens outside).
Wei Yun paced in front of his disciples—Tang Zhi, Mu Yao, Pan-Pan, and now the sentient scroll named "Barry" that randomly joined them after Chapter 30. Don't ask. It's complicated.
"We're officially being watched by someone high up in the Heavenly Bureau," Wei Yun said, drawing a diagram on the wall with soup.
Tang Zhi squinted. "Is that a duck holding a sword?"
"No," Wei Yun said, deadly serious. "It's us. The sword represents inevitable conflict. The duck represents our approach: majestic, slightly deranged, and always quacking when no one expects it."
Mu Yao raised her hand. "Is there a plan?"
"Yes," Wei Yun nodded solemnly. "We're going on a field trip."
"To where?" asked Pan-Pan, chewing on a spiritual pork bun.
Wei Yun pointed at the sky. "To the Realm of Divine Rejection."
Everyone paused.
Even Barry the Scroll whispered, "Oh no, not that place…"
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Part 2: The Realm of Divine Rejection
The Realm of Divine Rejection was not listed on official maps. It wasn't on unofficial ones either. In fact, it was so hard to find that even fate avoided it.
Legends say it was founded by a rebellious cultivator who screamed "No!" so hard during a heavenly tribulation that the thundercloud exploded and turned into a goat.
Now, it's a forbidden land where the laws of cultivation bend, warp, or just refuse to function properly.
Flying swords get lost. Pills turn into frogs. Lightning cultivates you back.
To enter, one must say "NO" louder than the heavens.
Wei Yun: "Ahem… HEAVENS! I, WEI YUN, RESPECTFULLY DECLINE YOUR DESTINY!"
A crack split open the sky.
A portal appeared.
They stepped through.
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Part 3: The Cultivators of Nope
Upon entering, they were greeted by eerie silence. Fields of white grass stretched endlessly, occasionally interrupted by statues with "NOPE" carved on their chests.
Then came the cultivators.
They wore robes of mismatched colors, sandals on their hands, and carried rejection slips instead of weapons.
Their leader approached. He was bald, bearded, and somehow glowed with anti-aura.
"I am Elder Refutal of the Nope Sect," he said. "We reject your reality and substitute it with our own."
Wei Yun bowed. "I seek knowledge. The kind Heaven doesn't want us to know."
Elder Refutal smirked. "Then you must undergo the Trial of Refusal."
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Part 4: The Trial of Refusal
The trial was simple… in theory.
The disciples were each confronted with a personal temptation—something designed to seduce their cultivation heart. They had to refuse it with absolute conviction.
First: Tang Zhi
He stood before a spectral casino filled with dice that guaranteed critical hits, cards that pulled enemies directly into coffins, and a jackpot called "Plot Armor Ultra+."
A voice whispered, "You could be lucky forever…"
Tang Zhi spat. "Luck is meaningless if it's guaranteed. I want my suffering raw!"
The illusion crumbled.
Next: Mu Yao
A vision of her perfect self emerged—elegant, calm, revered by all.
Voice: "You could be flawless… finally accepted."
Mu Yao clenched her fists. "Perfection is boring. I like punching things when I'm mad!"
Illusion shattered.
Pan-Pan faced a mountain of steamed buns.
He almost cried.
Voice: "You may eat them forever. They're infinite. Self-replenishing…"
Pan-Pan wiped a tear. "I… I must say no. I must… reject carbs… just this once…"
He collapsed in heroic hunger. Passed anyway.
Then came Wei Yun.
His temptation?
A golden path. No hardships. Every cultivation realm unlocked with ease. No enemies. No weird side quests. Just smooth progress.
Voice: "This is what you deserve. No mess. No madness."
Wei Yun laughed.
"Where's the fun in that? I live for chaos. I bathe in confusion. I cultivate via jokes and plot loopholes. Screw your golden path!"
He spat at the vision.
He passed.
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Part 5: The Forbidden Arts of Rejection
Elder Refutal clapped slowly, his anti-aura flaring.
"You have passed," he said. "Come. I shall teach you the Art of Divine Contradiction."
This technique allowed one to reverse any fate-based move used against them—Heavenly Tribulations, Destiny Chains, even Prophetic Beasts.
Wei Yun stared at the ancient scroll they were given.
It pulsed with bizarre energy.
> [Technique Acquired: Art of Divine Contradiction (Level 0/5)]
Allows you to reflect narrative pressure and convert chosen one auras into plot armor.
Tang Zhi gasped. "We can turn their MC buffs against them!?"
Mu Yao: "We're gonna be so annoying."
Pan-Pan: "I'm gonna reflect hunger into the enemies."
Wei Yun smirked. "Let the chosen ones beware… we're not just off-script. We're a genre shift."
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Part 6: A Message from the Void
As they left the Realm of Divine Rejection, the skies darkened.
A cosmic crack opened.
A voice, ancient and cold, echoed across the multiverse.
> "Subject Zero-Void. You continue to diverge. The Watchers stir. Protocol Zeta is now active."
Wei Yun stared at the sky, eyes narrowing.
Pan-Pan pulled out a sign that read: "This is probably bad."
Barry the Scroll whispered, "They're coming…"
Wei Yun grinned. "Then let them."
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End of Chapter 32