The Azure Sky was finally stable.
No wars, no drama, no paradoxical naps.
Just calm, serene spiritual balance.
Until one morning, the heavens cracked open.
A golden scroll descended from the sky, glowing so brightly that half the disciples thought ascension day had come early.
It landed on Li Ming's head with a bonk.
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Li Ming unrolled it lazily.
The scroll read in blazing characters:
"By decree of the Heavens — Reward to the mortal named Kennyzy_boy,
Whose daily donations of Power Stones have reached cosmological significance."
Yin Qing blinked. "...What's a power stone?"
Bai Guo fluttered closer. "It's like merit points for authors, but apparently the Heavens accept them now."
The Headmaster gasped. "Do you mean… this person has donated so much spiritual energy that reality itself took notice?"
The scroll shimmered again, releasing a celestial fanfare.
Then, a voice boomed across the valley:
"BEHOLD! THE IMMORTAL PATRON HAS LOGGED IN."
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A figure appeared above the arena, descending slowly on a cloud made entirely of donation receipts and glowing jade spirit stones.
He wore casual mortal robes, sunglasses made of spiritual gold, and a grin that said "I've funded half the universe."
Disciples knelt instantly.
"WHO IS THAT CELESTIAL?!"
"He radiates generosity qi!"
"My cultivation just increased by reading his name!"
Bai Guo whispered reverently, "That's… Kennyzy_boy. The man who single-handedly sustains the author's karmic balance."
Yin Qing blinked. "What kind of Dao is that?"
Li Ming rubbed his temple. "Dao of Algorithmic Philanthropy."
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The sky cracked again.
A panicked celestial administrator appeared holding a tablet of light.
"Apologies! Kennyzy_boy has exceeded the monthly Power Stone donation quota!
The karmic servers are overheating!"
Yin Qing blinked. "...Servers?"
Li Ming squinted. "Heaven runs on spreadsheets now?"
The administrator sobbed. "Every donation creates karmic overflow!
We've had to expand three heavens just to hold the notifications!"
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Kennyzy_boy raised one hand, his voice echoing through space.
"Fear not. I donate not for fame, but for laughter."
Golden qi swirled from his fingertips — not destructive, not divine — just… pure reader energy.
Everywhere it touched, weird things happened.
Bai Guo suddenly gained Wi-Fi.
Yin Qing's sword started glowing with subscriber count.
Li Ming's tea cup got a "sponsorship seal" that said "Brought to you by Kennyzy_boy."
Even the Headmaster started floating.
"I feel… monetized!"
Li Ming frowned. "What did you do?"
Kennyzy_boy smiled. "A blessing. Now your cultivation will increase by one realm per laugh generated."
Li Ming blinked. "So… comedy is power?"
Bai Guo gasped. "He's weaponized entertainment!"
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Within minutes, disciples were running around telling jokes at light speed.
"Knock knock!"
"Who's there?"
"Nascent Soul!"
"Nascent Soul who—"
"Too late, I already ascended!"
Boom. A hundred breakthroughs.
Yin Qing stared in horror. "They're… cultivating through memes."
Li Ming sighed, "Balance has left the building."
The Headmaster was crying with laughter, floating ten meters in the air.
"HAHAHA! MY DAO IS STRONGER THAN EVER!"
Bai Guo squawked, "We've become a comedy sect!"
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As the chaos peaked, Kennyzy_boy clapped his hands.
"Enough! My mission here is done.
I shall return to the Realm of Daily Support, where authors survive on spiritual snacks and caffeine fumes."
He turned to Li Ming.
"You, Lazy Saint, keep them entertained. The balance of humor and cultivation lies in your hands."
Li Ming nodded solemnly. "I will uphold this Dao."
Then paused.
"Wait. Do I get royalties?"
Kennyzy_boy laughed. "You get engagement."
And with that, he ascended in a shower of glowing notifications and five-star reviews.
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Silence returned.
The disciples stared around, dazed.
The air shimmered with the faint scent of comedy and cosmic generosity.
Yin Qing finally spoke. "So… what just happened?"
Li Ming sipped tea. "We met a god of reader interaction."
Bai Guo nodded sagely. "The most powerful being of all. He who funds continuity."
The Headmaster added, wiping tears, "We must build a statue in his honor!"
Li Ming sighed. "We'll call it… 'Kennyzy Pavilion — Where Donations Become Dao.'"
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