Su Chen didn't panic. Okay, he panicked a little—mostly because "Soul-Wither Virus" sounded like something that would do more than just crash his browser. It sounded like it would turn his brain into lukewarm congee.
"System," Su Chen commanded, his mental interface glowing a frantic red. "Analysis of 'DeathShadow_666'. Can we trace the IP? Or the... Spiritual Signature?"
[Scanning... Signal originates from the Myriad Bone Forest. Source: Demonic Qi Overload. Warning: Incoming data packets are cursed.]
Suddenly, the Sect-Gram feed began to glitch. The beautiful images of Lin Xueru's skin-care routine were being replaced by screaming ghostly faces. The "Like" buttons turned into tiny, bleeding eyeballs.
The disciples were losing it.
SwordCrazy77: MY PHONE—I MEAN, MY BRAIN—IS BLEEDING! JadeBeauty_Official: HELP! There's a ghost in my DMs!
"They're attacking the 'Protocol' layer," Su Chen realized. The Blood Shadow Sect wasn't just sending messages; they were injecting Malicious Intent into the Qi-packets.
He had to act fast. He couldn't fight a Demonic Cultivator with a sword, but he could fight them with Cybersecurity.
"System! Deploy the Eight-Trigrams Firewall. Encrypt all outgoing Spirit-Sense packets using the 'Golden Bell' algorithm. And most importantly... initiate The Great Ban Hammer."
[Processing... Firewall active. 10,000 Spirit Stones consumed. Initiating Counter-Hack.]
Su Chen closed his eyes, visualizing the network. He saw the dark, oily threads of Demonic Qi trying to wiggle into the Azure Cloud Sect's server (his brain). Instead of blocking them, he created a Honeypot.
He opened a fake chat room titled [SECRET SECT LEADER SCANDALS - LEAKED] and waited.
Within seconds, the Demonic Qi surged toward it. As soon as 'DeathShadow_666' entered the room, Su Chen slammed the trap shut.
"Gotcha, you edge-lord," Su Chen smirked. He didn't just ban the user; he redirected the "Soul-Wither Virus" back through the connection, amplified by the Sect Leader's own "Admin" lightning Qi.
Deep in the Myriad Bone Forest, a high-ranking Demonic Disciple's head suddenly began to emit the sound of a 56k dial-up modem, followed by a small, pathetic explosion.