93 Chapter 93
Soon after, the internet cafe rumored to be closing soon continued to operate as usual, with a sign posted outside:
Monks who have not yet established their foundation are prohibited from entering.
Huh? What's going on? A sword cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training felt like the sky was falling. He grabbed the arm of a demon cultivator at the door and said, "What's wrong with you? Why can't you let people in the Qi training stage in? Do you look down on me?"
Although the sword cultivator in the Qi training stage was not very powerful, he was more than enough to deal with a rookie demon cultivator like him. The demon cultivator did not dare to neglect him and hurriedly explained while wiping his sweat:
"Oh, I'm truly sorry, fellow Daoist. We are only following your Sect Master's instructions. He states that cultivators who haven't yet established their foundations are unstable and shouldn't be exposed to such indulgent pleasures."
"Why are you indulging in pleasure?"
Those sword cultivators in the Qi training stage were more unwilling than the other, but the disciples above the foundation building stage quickly settled down after regaining their freedom. They, the Qi training cultivators, could not cause any trouble at all, so they could only hold their breath and practice hard, hoping that one day after they established their foundation, they could go to the Internet cafe to have fun.
The cultivators who had already entered the Internet cafe did not open the spiritual network and play to their heart's content as they had expected. These sword cultivators were all confused by the overwhelming propaganda.
"What does this say? The Sword Sect Competition is coming up, and the entire sword showdown will be live streamed?"
"It's also on the Wutong Eyes. It says 'Surpass your limits, challenge yourself,' and 'The Sword Sect Competition will be fought at the top of the Forbidden City.'"
The sword cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment at the advertisements and promotions plastered all over the major websites. One of them scratched the back of his head and asked, "Where is the Forbidden City? Where will the finals be held?"
Another sword cultivator slapped him on the head. "Is that the point? The point is why our sect competition is so loud that the whole world knows about it!"
"Hey, you don't know yet? This is because your sect competition will soon be broadcast live on the entire network!" Dong Ling, who was passing by, gave an enthusiastic explanation:
"Your sect leader has already signed a broadcasting rights contract with the Hehuan Sect. They said the Hehuan Sect will send a professional photography team, and every one of your matches will be posted on video websites for netizens to watch. Oh, and they'll also be broadcast on TV!"
"W-what? Every match?" The sword cultivator, confused by the situation, was completely petrified. Holding onto a last glimmer of hope, he asked, "Besides sword cultivators, few people would be interested in this, right?"
"No, everyone is very curious about sword cultivators!" Dong Ling's eyes lit up with excitement when she mentioned this:
"Plus, the opportunity to witness the most powerful sect's swordsmanship competition only comes around once in thousands of years. Countless cultivators are eagerly anticipating the competition in a few days. Over 100,000 people have already made reservations online. Add in the number of television users... conservatively, I'd estimate there are hundreds of thousands of cultivators watching!"
Moreover, this result is limited to the range of spiritual network signal transmission, otherwise, it is estimated that cultivators all over the world would not give up this opportunity.
Please, the opportunity to watch masters fight is so rare! Normally, I'd risk my life to see it, so why not watch it now? Maybe by watching, I can gain more insights into cultivation and even reach a higher level!
"Wait, wait, that also means..." The sword cultivator's face turned pale. "That means, if we lose miserably, the scene will be seen by hundreds of thousands of cultivators?"
That's really like pushing a millstone with bare buttocks - going around in circles is so embarrassing!
Thinking of this, the monk could no longer sit still. He didn't care whether he had spent all his computer fees. He stood up, picked up his sword and rushed out.
There are still a few days left before the sect competition. I need to retreat and concentrate on practicing swordsmanship! There must still be time! Even if I lose, I can't lose too badly!
There were obviously many disciples who had the same idea as him, and many of them followed him out in a large group. The Internet cafe soon became empty, so the sect leader and elders who had been troubled for a long time were pleasantly surprised to find that the disciples had been practicing sword skills so hard in recent days that they forgot to eat and sleep.
"Senior Brother has finally calmed down recently. He is very satisfied with the current state of the disciples." Xuan Mo's expression was much more relaxed when he was video chatting with Ning Shu who was thousands of miles away. Now he finally didn't have to get entangled between Ning Shu and the sect:
"Senior Brother said that the sect is ready and your team can come over to shoot at any time."
"That's great! Our filming team will leave as soon as they finish the last bit of work, and will definitely not delay your competition date!" Ning Shu smiled brightly on the screen: "Don't worry, I'll let them bring the advance payment along. Given our relationship, I certainly won't cheat you!"
So Xuan Mo's cheeks and ears turned red again, and he lowered his head a little unnaturally: "When the time comes... I will also participate in the competition... you, you..." Do you want to come and take a look?
"Huh? So you're going to be there too? Really?" Ning Shu's expression on the other side instantly became one of surprise. She stroked her chin and lowered her head in thought for a moment, then moved closer to the screen with great interest: "Then I want to go and see it too! Is it convenient for you guys?"
"Yeah, that's convenient." Xuan Mo's face flushed like clouds. He lowered his head to hide the corners of his lips that couldn't help but rise, and said in a low voice: "Then I'll wait for you here."
"Well, see you in a few days!" Ning Shu waved happily at the screen.
After the call on the other end of the screen was hung up, Ning Shu hummed a song and looked very happy. Zi Xiao behind her suddenly spoke, his tone full of ridicule:
"Oh? You're about to meet your lover? You even took care of your in-laws in one go. You're truly worthy of being the Young Master of the Hehuan Sect. When will you teach these skills to the other sisters?"
Ning Shu finally suppressed the corner of her mouth that was about to turn up, and with a stern face, she corrected Zixiao: "Sister Zixiao, don't talk nonsense. Xuan Mo and I are both on the rise in our acting careers. How can we possibly be in a relationship at this time?"
Zi Xiao ignored Ning Shu's warning and instead smiled even more arrogantly, waving the round fan in his hand. "Really? Then why did you suddenly decide to go to the Qingfeng Sword Sect to watch the game? And you even spent so many spirit stones like that, over 10 million!"
Her narrow, fox-like eyes narrowed in a smile, and her cardamom-stained nails lightly poked Ning Shu's forehead: "Lust really blinds your mind, young master. Let's see how you're going to get your money back this time!"
In fact, Zixiao's words were purely a joke. After all, Ning Shu had earned far more than this amount since she came of age. Even if she really spent a fortune on beauty, no one would say anything. After all, the young master of our Hehuan Sect is rich and willful!
"I've already said that it was just a legitimate business investment!" Ning Shu had originally been quite innocent, but Zi Xiao's constant teasing made her blush. To prove her innocence, she opened her private message page:
"Also, I've already had the Hehuan Sect send a message to all the major chambers of commerce. I believe they'll be looking for us to negotiate soon. By then, we'll be able to recoup our investment simply through the merchants' advertising fees!"
When it came to business, Zixiao's expression finally turned serious. "Those advertising fees you listed are not small sums. Are you sure those businesses will be willing to pay for them?"
"Of course! The merchants I'm looking for are all powerful brands in the cultivation world. They can afford the money!" Ning Shu was confident about this: "You know, there are hundreds of thousands of spectators eagerly waiting for the upcoming sect competition. As long as their bosses have a little foresight, they won't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
As Ning Shu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. A disciple of the Hehuan Sect stood outside and reported, "Young Master, Elder Zixiao! Someone said they want to discuss advertising fees with us!"
The person coming outside the door was an acquaintance, and he was also an old friend of the Hehuan Sect.
"Hengwen Immortal Lord? Zhang Daoquan?" Ning Shu was a little surprised to see them. "Why did you come all this way to find me? We can discuss the advertising contract right here in the City That Never Sleeps!"
These two had previously opened a shop selling spirit shadow stones in the City That Never Sleeps with their own intelligence and talent, and they had grown it rapidly in just half a year. Especially after they cooperated with the Hehuan Sect to develop televisions, the products they sold now have spread all over the world of cultivation. Ning Shu heard that they were planning to open a branch recently, and one of the locations was Chaoyin City where he was.
As expected, Heng Wen Xianjun smiled and said, "It's no trouble, no trouble. We originally wanted to come here to look at the location of the shop."
He was completely different now than when he first watched the talent show. His attire exuded nobility, and even his cultivation had improved. Add to that the wealth and the nourishment of all kinds of natural treasures, and Immortal Lord Hengwen looked like a kind-hearted lord from an aristocratic family, with a genial smile on his face.
"It's just that Daoquan and I have recently discussed that although our audio-visual store is profitable and business is booming, it still lacks a good reputation compared to those time-honored brands that have been in business for hundreds of years.
That's why we came to you. It would be great if we could let the monks know about us before the shop opens. Of course, don't worry, we've also brought advertising fees."
From their previous collaborations, Heng Wen Xianjun already knew Ning Shu's straightforward and efficient approach to business, so this time he skipped the formalities and got straight to the point. While pulling out a few bulging bags of spirit stones, he glanced at Zhang Daoquan beside him.
"We've brought more than just these. To show our sincerity in promoting this cooperation, we've also brought new products. Daoquan, you'll give it to the Young Sect Master... Daoquan? Daoquan!"
Zhang Daoquan, who was sitting on the side, had been fascinated by a sign of Liu Pianpian in the office. Hengwen Xianjun called him several times before he came back to his senses. He looked no different from before he became successful, still dressed in an ordinary manner. When he received Hengwen Xianjun's gaze, he took out a piece of Spirit Shadow Stone from his Qiankun bag:
"Young Sect Master, this is a new product developed by my talisman cultivators and me. It has the ability to capture and amplify distant objects, allowing you to capture the sword cultivators' fighting moves more clearly."
As he spoke, Zhang Daoquan activated the spirit shadow stone and filmed the scene outside the window for a while, then showed the picture to Ning Shu. From the picture, it seemed that he was filming the scene at a tea stall at the end of the long street. The scene of the waiter pouring tea about a hundred meters away was filmed as if it was right in front of him, and even the curling hot steam from the tea bowl was clearly visible.
"With this, you don't have to worry about getting hurt by the sword energy when shooting close up. The photographer can capture the close-up shots from a very safe distance."
What kind of super telephoto lens is this? It seems like it would cost tens of thousands of dollars to make anywhere on Earth! Ning Shu was overwhelmed by Zhang Daoquan's R&D capabilities. "This really solves my current major photography problem. I'd like to order a large quantity of stock from you. The payment can be settled upon delivery, or it can be deducted from your advertising fees..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Daoquan waved his hands and said, "No, no, this is a gift from us... or as you say, a sponsorship. It would be great if you would advertise us during the broadcast of the game. But I do have one thing..."
At this point, Zhang Daoquan clenched his fists nervously, his face showing a hint of anticipation: "I wonder if we can ask Miss Liu Pianpian to be the spokesperson? I mean, we can also ask Miss Pianpian to shoot the commercial..."
Ning Shu quickly agreed: "Of course! But why do you insist on emphasizing this?"
Didn’t you sign an endorsement contract before?
"Oh!" Immortal Lord Hengwen helplessly covered his face with one hand, which looked numb.
"It's all because of that second-generation rich kid Wang Zhicai! Not only did he give all the Jiuxiaoyunque stores to Shangguan Huaijin for endorsement, but he even had the audacity to mock us Pianpian as a village girl who's not worthy of being on the stage!" Zhang Daoquan's face flushed with anger when he mentioned this. He didn't even care about his manners and punched the coffee table.
"Damn it! He's clearly abusing his power for personal gain! This time, I want everyone to see who will be the first team to secure the most prestigious endorsement!"
Ning Shu: ...
Discussing how hard a tech geek can work when chasing stars.
After finally calming Zhang Daoquan down, signing the contract, and sending him away, Ning Shu, still in shock, had just returned to the office when Zixiao informed her of a new piece of news:
"Someone from Jiuxiao Yunque just arrived. They donated seven million spirit stones alone. They requested that Shangguan Huaijin be in charge of all promotional materials, including advertisements and billboards." Zixiao shrugged and sighed sincerely, "She truly is our sect's cash cow!"
Looking at the adjacent and evenly matched promotional spots for Shangguan Huaijin and Liu Pianpian on the venue map, Ning Shu said: ...
Okay, okay, this is how you guys play it, right? Are the CP fans going to be upset?
【Author’s words】
Wang Zhicai/Zhang Daoquan: This time we will definitely crush our opponents! [Angry][Angry][Angry]
CP fans: See you at the top! Yay! [Come on][Come on][Come on]
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