Immortals, Stop Fooling Around! I’m About to Lose My Title

Seven years as a network administrator in the Celestial Court, stuck at the third level of Qi Refining, with so much of his pay docked that he was in debt. Lu Changming had only one job each day: ban accounts. Any immortal who dared secretly save a mortal would hear him press Enter, wiping out all their cultivation. Until one day, he saw with his own eyes that the Dragon King, whose account had been banned, had not reincarnated instead, a colossal gear hidden underground had ground him to pieces and devoured him alive. In his boundless fury, something changed between his brows. [Ancient Divine Ability "Perception of Colorless Threads" unlocked] [You can see... every thread of cause and effect] Golden, black, blood-red: the threads of fate lay bare before his eyes. The Thunder Tribulation Judge was covered in black threads? He linked into the Celestial Court's Demon-Extermination System and blasted him to a crisp with a single strike of Nine Heavens thunder. The Celestial Court's divine faith power was being transmitted? He cut off the line at its end and rerouted it into his own dantian, gorging himself from the third level of Qi Refining straight to the peak of the Golden Core stage. Shen Moyan's deep soul scan? Sorry, the Colorless Threads were on a higher plane than your System. Your scan found nothing. From the lowliest temp worker in the cultivation world, he became the silent parasite burrowed deep within the Celestial Court's System. "Ban accounts? I used to ban everyone else." "Now..." Lu Changming lifted his thermos and looked at the server clusters in the thirty-third heaven. "It's time to ban the entire Celestial Court."