Chapter 748 - 308: You Think the Chen Family Patriarch Practices Cultivation? That’s a Bit Too Much!

Chen Han heard Daoist Li’s words and asked in confusion, "Daoist Li, what is shaking the internet?"

Daoist Li’s laughter came through, "Patriarch Chen, you’ll find out soon enough. Anyway, the negative news about superstition online is about to be lifted. So, I’m notifying you, and I still have to inform other Purple Robe Daoists, talk to you later."

Chen Han hung up the call and chuckled; it was good news that the negative publicity about superstition online was resolved.

It seemed that the Taoist Association was making a move online.

So, he also took out his phone to check the status of Tiao Yin.

Soon, he keenly observed that the hype about the Wudang Thunderfire Alchemy Peak was starting to diminish.

The most obvious sign was the ranking on the trending list continuously dropping.

Out of curiosity, he clicked into the trending list and found that many videos related to Thunderfire Alchemy Peak were gone, such as those deliberately guiding superstition-related promotions.

"If those Daoists at Wudang gather simply to study the Taoist Scripture, there’s no issue, but if they insist on interpreting natural phenomena as metaphysical, then..."

Chen Han was watching this popular video, and the next moment he saw it disappear.

Scrolling down, he indeed found such videos disappearing one by one.

Perhaps Tiao Yin’s review editors were reviewing and banning them one by one.

The trending list rankings were based on the cumulative popularity of hot topics combined with special algorithms.

With these videos banned, naturally, the popularity plummeted.

It seemed the association’s actions were quite forceful.

Not only did Chen Han notice this, but many others following the matter also did.

Such as a new bald CEO of a temple.

He spent a lot of money, arranging many people to report that meeting for promoting superstition.

Afterward, he also arranged for people online to guide the narrative that the meeting was meant to promote superstition, intending to smear them, diverting attention from Feng Shui’s wonders to superstition promotion.

This way, it wouldn’t take long for the relevant departments to take action for rectification. Once the announcement is out, the matter would be set, and platforms like Tiao Yin wouldn’t dare to give Feng Shui-related videos much traffic for a while.

Thus, the hype would be suppressed.

This would allow their scripture master more time to continue solving the Ancient Calming Heart Technique.

As for Feng Shui, even if they couldn’t master it, they could simply pay for it. Surely they’d get it somehow.

But what he never expected was the hype about promoting superstition online, created with money, was quickly suppressed.

All related videos on Tiao Yin were banned.

"Damn it, isn’t Tiao Yin afraid that the relevant departments will be displeased by suppressing the hype like this?" The bald CEO’s face turned somewhat gloomy; he had instigated so many reports, and the relevant leadership would certainly be focused on this matter.

Tiao Yin was asking for trouble.

He planned to call someone over immediately and instructed, "Contact Tiao Yin and ask why they suppressed the issue of promoting superstition, don’t they know this violates regulations?"

The person nodded and hurriedly went to contact them, but shortly returned awkwardly, "Abbot, there’s something amiss; Tiao Yin’s people wouldn’t respond, just saying it’s unnecessary to explain to us."

"..." The bald CEO frowned deeply, even a bit annoyed, "So ungrateful, wait till the relevant department leaders notice, they’ll get their comeuppance, have people continue to report, make the relevant departments act sooner."

The person nodded, just about to leave, when another bald person hurriedly entered, holding a cell phone, "Abbot, it’s the secretary-general of the association calling."

Like Ma Yuan in the Taoist Association, the Buddhist side also had such a supervisory figure.

The bald CEO was puzzled and answered immediately, "Amitabha Buddha, Secretary-General, what instructions do you have? We’ll comply!"

Unexpectedly, the voice on the other end started scolding, "Do you people have a mental issue? Seriously think the leaders above can’t tell it’s your reports?"

"And what gives you the confidence to think you can use this tactic to hinder our native cultural heritage?"

"Do you know you made me unjustly take the fall for lax supervision, poor guidance? You guys prepare to face rectification as well!"

"???" The bald CEO was clearly stunned by the scolding; why was the situation unlike what he envisioned?

With the online hype questioning the meeting’s promotion of superstition so big, and arranging so many to report, wasn’t it normal for the relevant departments to notice and then have the Taoist Association rectify it?

But before he could speak further, the call had already been ended.

This made him realize the situation was serious, quickly ordering the previous person, "Pause the reports."

He had just given the order when he received another call, making his face change dramatically, immediately taking out his phone to log into the Buddhist Association’s official site, where there was an announcement about their temple’s rectification and disciplinary action.

"Due to improper development at ** Temple... severely violating relevant requirements, disrupting unity... given correction and disciplinary action..."

The bald CEO’s face looked extremely grim.

Though he was newly appointed, he had some understanding of the association, which typically wouldn’t act so severely.

Unless the matter was truly significant would they act this way.

But he just slightly targeted Wudang’s gathering, why were they so extreme?

Most critically, with this announcement out, wouldn’t those who were already laughing at them online seize the opportunity to kick them while they’re down?

The former incident became widely known across the net quickly, causing their reputation to plummet, thanks to the efforts of those people, who didn’t let the hype die down despite the money spent, acting as if they bore a deep vendetta.