The Secret Cultivation Society’s secret gathering sounded incredibly enigmatic, yet in reality, it was just a group of mbers chatting via online video.
Before nine o’clock,
Yang Qizhou was already seated before his computer, feeling quite anticipative.
The recent storyline in the Deceit World had left him riddled with countless questions: "Old Sacrifice," "Wizard," "Ranks," "Pillars," and so much more.
While he didn’t expect to get all the answers during this online gathering, he hoped to gain at least so insights.
Soon, nine o’clock arrived promptly,
along with the group video call request, right on schedule.
Thanks to the effect of the Hidden God’s Clothes, unless granted explicit permission, no one could discover his true identity.
Feeling assured about his anonymity, Yang Qizhou selected "Accept."
The video connected quickly,
and to his astonishnt, all mbers appeared with virtual animal avatars that matched their group nicknas: a fox for "Fox," a rabbit for "Rabbit." His nickna in the group was "Honey Badger," so naturally, his avatar looked just like a honey badger.
As for "Secret Cultivator," her avatar was that of a queen—radiating unmatched dignity and bursting with an imposing aura. Simply jaw-dropping.
"The confidentiality asures seem pretty well implented," Yang Qizhou mused thoughtfully.
Soon, the voices of group mbers gradually filled the air.
Rabbit: "Greetings, Group Leader, and thank you for your hard work."
Fox: "Good evening, Secret Cultivator, it’s an honor to partake in this gathering."
Orange Cat: "Sa here."
White Deer: "Good evening, Secret Cultivator."
Tiger: "Secret Cultivator, your voice carries even greater authority tonight."
Cheetah: "Good evening, Secret Cultivator. Good evening, Honey Badger."
The mbers exchanged greetings. Whatever ulterior motives each might harbor, the outward atmosphere remained harmonious enough.
Secret Cultivator responded to each of them, maintaining smooth appearances at least. Once the pleasantries were over, the Secret Cultivation Society’s virtual gathering officially comnced.
"As always, the Secret Cultivation Society’s online gathering is divided into three segnts..."
"The first segnt involves discussing the real-world effects triggered by Deceit World, as well as points of caution. Each person is required to share one useful piece of information. If you can’t, you may defer this round. However, failing three tis will result in being removed from the Secret Cultivation Society."
"The second segnt is a Q&A session. As the founder of the Secret Cultivation Society, I will answer one question from each mber—as long as I know the answer."
"The third segnt is the commission phase, where mbers can make individual requests to each other."
"This is far from our first gathering, so everyone should know the rules by now."
"Let’s begin."
Secret Cultivator’s prestige was clearly high; none dared interrupt her while she spoke.
Soon, the first segnt began. Each mber needed to disclose one real-world occurrence influenced by Deceit World. The first to speak was a mber called Tiger. Despite using a voice modulator, his tone bristled with ferocity—clearly no ordinary character.
"The event I’m ntioning happened in Jinling. A player of Deceit World lost control and twisted into an exceptionally vicious and repugnant monster, resulting in the deaths of seventeen individuals. Later, it was the Deceit Bureau that deployed individuals to eradicate it. From my understanding, the player’s loss of control wasn’t coincidental—it likely stems from experints conducted by the Knowledge Boundary, one of the hidden organizations."
Yang Qizhou’s thoughts began to churn.
Knowledge Boundary?
Another hidden organization.
Adding the Secret Cultivation Society and Hermit Association, that makes three—who knows how many hidden organizations exist in total?
The next mber to speak was Fox. His information caught Yang Qizhou’s attention.
"If anyone’s in the Capital City, you better stay alert. The Death Cult and Hermit Association have a high likelihood of collaborating in pursuit of their individual agendas. Among them, the leader of the Death Cult is probably already active in the shadows."
Another hidden organization: Death Cult?
Yang Qizhou was shocked.
The sheer number of hidden organizations was mind-boggling.
And now the Death Cult, joining forces with the Hermit Association, which seeks to create Ancient Gods?
Do they plan to turn the entire world upside down?
A chill ran down Yang Qizhou’s spine. While he had anticipated significant upheaval following the ergence of Deceit World, the intensity surpassed anything he had expected.
Fortunately, the Deceit Bureau was capable enough to keep things under control for now. Otherwise, the world might have descended into utter chaos already.
Yang Qizhou found himself genuinely admiring the competency of "relevant departnts."
Next were White Deer, Cheetah, Orange Cat, and Rabbit. Each shared an event in the real world that seemingly linked to Deceit World. While their revelations weren’t as sensational as Tiger’s and Fox’s, they still proved valuable.
Soon, it was Yang Qizhou’s turn.
Thinking about incidents related to the ga, he could only recall one specific occurrence. Hesitating briefly, he decided to share.
"Just yesterday, soone recited the full honorific title of the Abyss Old God, nearly leading to the birth of a ’god’ itself. Thankfully, the attempt was thwarted by the Deceit Bureau."
It involved a god.
The weight of this disclosure was undeniable.
The Secret Cultivation Society mbers all fell into silence. While their thoughts were unknown, their astonishnt was evident.
In the Capital City, an esports lounge, the chubby mber nad Fox widened his eyes at the revelation.
"This Honey Badger is incredible—he knows about god-creation-level events happening in the real world, and with such detailed understanding. Did he personally get involved? Is this really a newbie?"
"No, no way he’s a newbie."
"He’s a big shot. Definitely a big shot."
Elsewhere, on the top floor of a skyscraper.
"As expected, it isn’t a coincidence. Honey Badger is the lamp holder..." Secret Cultivator’s expression eased slightly, now certain of her suspicions.
Just yesterday,
Honey Badger had privately ssaged her to inquire about "the real-world consequences of reciting a god’s full honorific title." That mont, she had suspected he might have encountered sothing similar himself.
Through powerful resource channels combined with strange thods drawn from Deceit World, she had expended incredible effort to uncover so semblance of the truth.
The reality turned out exactly as she anticipated.
Honey Badger was the only S-rated individual in the Deceit Bureau’s unlisted personnel files, holding the title of "lamp holder." In the ga, he had once orchestrated the fall of a high-ranking Abyss Old God and subdued an Abyss New God with re reprimands—forcing it into submission, allowing the Deceit Bureau to seal it away.
"A player exceeding my level,"
Secret Cultivator inwardly raised her estimation of Honey Badger.
...
The other mbers of the Secret Cultivation Society reacted similarly, surprised by the information Honey Badger divulged and the implications lurking beneath it.
With that, the first segnt ca to an end.
Secret Cultivator’s deep voice resounded, "We now move into the second segnt, starting with Tiger. I will privately converse with each mber to answer one of their questions."
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