47 Chapter 47
Later, after many experiments by Ning Shu and the elders, they finally determined the sensing range between the paulownia flowers and the mother tree: it just covered the entire City That Never Sleeps, and encompassed an entire circular area with this distance as the radius.
...It seems that some small sect is also included in it, but no one cares about this little thing.
"Our next goal is clear. We should promote our love network throughout the City That Never Sleeps, and use its reputation as the entertainment capital to attract more monks to visit and access the network.
"We'll promote our sect's disciples on the internet, eventually creating several superstars who will rock the world of immortal cultivation, and make all the cultivators in the world become our Hehuan Sect's nourishment!"
Ning Shu was in the clan leader's living room, writing with a brush, painting a brilliant picture like any startup boss. The clan leader and elders, seated on the soft couch, nodded in agreement, until Bai Xuan raised a question:
"Our magical instruments, which are only used within the Nightless City, have no advantages compared to the message talismans. How can we attract those monks to buy them?"
Huh? You said the discussions and sharing on the forums are fun? Who could possibly understand that without experiencing it firsthand? Those cultivators can communicate anywhere in the world with just a sound transmission talisman? Who would be so desperate as to buy a communication device that only works within the City That Never Sleeps?
Ning Shu seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago. She confidently took out a brand new picture of beauties. It was a photo of the five members of the Nishang girl group standing by Acacia Lake:
"We cultivate celebrities for this moment. We use the Hehuan Sect's influence to promote the celebrities, and then use the celebrities' influence to promote the Hehuan Sect's magical instruments. This is called a win-win strategy. Specifically, it means we win twice!"
Zi Xiao suddenly realized, "If we let Huai Jin and the others use this magical weapon publicly first, their fans will follow suit to get closer to their idols?"
"Yes, the initial plan is to have Shangguan Huaijin and the others post some of their works or daily life stuff on it for fans to see. If the technology can catch up later, we can release some physical records or something like that." Ning Shu nodded in agreement.
"Fans will definitely use it to get first-hand information about their idols. This is the power of idol endorsements!"
Bai Xuan asked with some confusion, "New work? Do you mean you're going to start recording a brand new stage performance?"
She was a little worried about whether the children could handle such high-intensity creative performances.
"No, no, no, we've had too many stage performances before, and the audience must be tired of it." Ning Shu took out all the newly bought high-definition spirit shadow stones from his Qiankun bag. "Let's rehash some old stuff first. Let's shoot some high-definition music videos for the works from the previous auditions. Of course, the most urgent thing right now is to shoot a commercial."
About a week later, one morning, in the most luxurious inn room in the City That Never Sleeps, Wang Zhicai walked out of the training room with sweat all over his forehead. Wisps of white smoke from the excessive circulation of spiritual energy were still coming out of his body. His meridians and muscles and bones were so sore that they seemed to be breaking. He sighed tiredly and collapsed on the soft couch like a dead dog, not moving a muscle.
Ah, today is another day of failed promotion!
I've been stuck in the early stages of foundation building for decades. Maybe I should go home and stock up on some more pills...
Realizing that he was once again having thoughts of self-abandonment, Wang Zhicai quickly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
Hey! How can you give up just like that? You won't get far if you rely solely on elixirs! How can you be considered a fan of Miss Shangguan?
He looked up at the poster hanging on the wall. Shangguan Huaijin on the stage was radiant, half in white clothes and half in colorful makeup, pure and enchanting.
The Hehuan Sect's magazine said that debuting meant regularly performing on stage around the world. What if, hundreds of years later, Miss Shangguan was still young and performing around the world, while I, due to my age being at the end of my life, had become a dying old man...
No! I swear to be with Miss Shangguan! Wang Zhicai endured the pain in his body and sat up with a start, preparing to change clothes and go out to compete in martial arts with his other friends.
Ever since Miss Shangguan won the championship, this group of second-generation rich kids have been greatly encouraged. They gather together every day to work hard to improve their skills, so that they can stay young forever and continue to be Miss Shangguan's fans.
There’s nothing I can do. My idol’s blooming period is longer than my life.
Lamenting for himself in his heart, Wang Zhicai had already changed his clothes and appeared at the door of his good friend Li Nanxing on time. He knocked on the door and called out several times but there was no response from inside. When he was about to break in and pull the man out of the bed, he suddenly heard an excited shout from downstairs:
"There's new news about the Nichang girl group! They're going to release a new album!"
"What? What's the news?" Li Nanxing, who had just been unconscious in bed, sat up in shock from his dying state, his hair in a mess, and burst out of the door with a bang. "What is a Brick Chicken? Are they going to release the same accessories again?"
Wang Zhicai slapped him on the head and said, "Why don't you pack up quickly? Let's go to Linglong Tower and get some information!"
By the time they hurriedly arrived at the Linglong Tower, a long line had already formed at the place where people used to vote at the tower entrance, and large screens around them were showing clips of the daily lives of the Nichang girls group in the Hehuan Sect.
As the team leader, Shangguan Huaijin was absorbed in playing the piano in the room. Accompanied by the spring breeze and the melodious birdsong outside the window, she finally composed a romantic piece of music that depicted spring.
Then Shangguan Huaijin looked around excitedly but couldn't find anyone to share with, so she suddenly had an idea, took out a golden silk flower, cast a spell, and transmitted the music she had just heard.
On the other side, Liu Pianpian, who was rehearsing in the dance studio, suddenly heard a "ding dong" sound from her wrist. She took out the silk flower on her wrist and injected spiritual power into it. A light piano sound came through the screen. Liu Pianpian recorded a fan dance along with this song and transmitted it into the silk flower.
Baby Ye, who was enjoying tea and cakes in the teahouse, also heard a "ding dong" sound...
In this way, although the five members of the Nichang girl group were in different places, they completed an intimate and friendly interaction with the help of this strange silk flower.
As the sky gradually darkened, the five people returned to the bedroom and gathered together happily. Although they had not been together during the day, they tacitly talked about each other's day's experiences, as if they had never been apart.
At the end of the film, the five of them smiled at the screen, showing the silk flowers worn on their wrists or necks, and there seemed to be some invitation in their smiles.
“We may not have the wings of a phoenix, but we are connected in spirit. Come to Wutong Eyes, let’s connect in spirit together!”
Finally, the screen darkened and faded, leaving only an icon with golden eyes and a line of small words: All the contestants have arrived, and we look forward to your visit.
In other words, as long as we have this Wutong Eye, we will be able to often see Miss Shangguan practicing piano in the piano room and Miss Liu Pianpian practicing dancing in the dance studio?
Fans from all walks of life were so excited that Wang Zhicai rushed directly to the female cultivator at the entrance of Linglong Tower and asked, "How do I get the Eye of Wutong? How much spirit stones does it cost?"
The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect took out an exquisite little box from the counter and opened it. Inside was the familiar golden flower.
"My fellow Daoist, the Wutong Eyes software itself is free, but it can only be installed on the Double-Dwelling Flower, our Hehuan Sect's exclusive magical instrument. This flower is a bit expensive, costing 1,999 spirit stones, and its current scope of application is limited to the City That Never Sleeps!"
The price of one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spirit stones was set in a very delicate way. It was neither as cheap as the magazines that most cultivators could afford, nor as expensive as the rare treasures that people would be deterred from buying. It was just the right balance between being affordable and painful to buy. Some of the cultivators who were originally very interested showed hesitation on their faces.
"This price... is a bit expensive, right?"
"That's right, isn't it just a communication device? This is enough to buy twenty sound transmission notes!"
"And your magical weapon can only be used in the City That Never Sleeps. Isn't two thousand spirit stones too much..."
"My fellow Daoist, this is wrong!" The one who came out to sell the magic tools today was still the eloquent Lan Xi. She was not flustered when she heard the questioning. She looked the cultivator up and down and saw that he was a fan of Ye Baobao, so she smiled as warmly as a spring breeze.
"Using sound transmission notes to harass female cultivators is the most shameful act. Anyone who dares to do so will surely be despised by everyone.
But our Amphibian Flower is a magical tool that can see the latest updates from Baby Ye. If you leave a message under her message, she might even reply to you if you're lucky!"
"Really? Baby Ye can see my message?"
Seeing the monk's obviously moved expression, Lanxi's smile became even warmer. She continued:
"Of course! And although there is only one software called Wutongzhimu on the Shuangqihua so far, that may not be the case in the future!" She deliberately lowered her voice, speaking in a seemingly mysterious voice that everyone could hear.
"To be honest, the Neon Girls Group's music album will be released here soon. You can listen to it whenever you want. Isn't it much more convenient than asking others for Spirit Shadow Stones? Not to mention that there will be replays of the talent show in the future..."
"If you don't want to buy it, just stay away! Why waste your time talking to him!" Wang Zhicai had long been impatient. He pushed the man aside and rushed over: "Give me one! I want one that allows me to see Miss Shangguan!"
Li Nanxing followed closely behind him, reaching into his pocket and echoing, "I want the same thing as him!"
The monk he pushed away was stunned for a moment, then hurried back: "Then I want the kind that can leave a message for Baby Ye!"
More and more monks were persuaded and lined up in a long queue. The second senior brother of Qingyun Sect who had sneaked out patted the eldest senior brother on the shoulder:
"How about we buy one for our junior sister? Ever since Master came out of seclusion, she can't go out anymore, and she's been feeling depressed lately..."
The eldest brother sighed: "Do you think I can't think of it? Didn't the female cultivator say that it can only be used in the city that never sleeps?"
"Ahem, actually, the distance between our sect and the Hehuan Sect is a little closer than the City That Never Sleeps. Senior Brother, do you think it's possible..." Second Senior Brother stopped talking with a wink and looked at him with a meaningful look.
The eldest brother immediately understood what the younger brother meant, and instantly felt a little guilty: "Isn't this a bit bad? Taking it without asking is..."
"Eh? Don't talk nonsense!" The second brother said confidently, "What did we steal? We bought the magic weapon back with our own money! What did you say we stole?"
Senior Brother: ...
It seems like nothing was stolen, but why do I always feel like something is wrong?
【Author’s words】
Qingyun Sect: Everyone is using the internet...
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