I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players

Ning Zheng was also secretly observing, watching the direction Sword Fairy chose.

After all, he never leaves the manor, quietly hiding away to cultivate.

This method helps him increase his understanding of the world, learning the ways of high-level cultivator circles, which is pretty good.

It's dangerous outside.

Letting these so-called adventure babies venture out to gather information is indeed a good idea!

Especially after the conversation with Li Youzhu last night, he's been particularly concerned about Jiao Wuyu's whereabouts.

Where exactly has Jiao Wuyu escaped to?

Has this Jiao managed to avoid Jian Xin's pursuit?

Ning Jiaojiao can't be without a mother.

If she escaped, she could be a significant future pillar for our manor.

Currently, this Gui Pu who is also being pursued by Jian Xin holds much reference value.

However, Ning Zheng feels a subtle unease.

Why has Jiao Wuyu last month and Gui Pu this month, both pursued by Jian Xin, come from our manor?

"Something's not right, my manor somehow seems to have become a hub for rebels."

Ning Zheng silently senses danger.

He's clearly a law-abiding citizen, staying peacefully in the valley fishing,

clearly doing nothing, yet somehow has veered onto a suspicious rebellious path?

Even the former Demon Cultivator family didn't have such courage to rebel!

He clearly has connections in the court, being an officially designated unit with a license for minting coins, yet it's like he's an internal spy for the court.

"This manor's reconstruction has only just been going on for two months, yet so much has happened..."

Ning Zheng reflects silently, taking caution.

Looking at this frequency, one month there's one person pursued by Jian Xin, causing so much extra work for others.

Next month, this kind of thing definitely can't happen again.

Just then.

Su Yuniang grabbed the Communication Token from Medical Fairy and shouted to the opposite Sword Fairy:

"I know now! This plot, indeed, means the [Message System] is going to officially open!"

The opposite Sword Fairy was already used to Su Yuniang's sudden outcries: "What do you mean? You suddenly shout and it's quite frightening! Even my sword body is trembling from fright."

Su Yuniang shared her insights:

"We can totally let the outsider Gui Pu act as mysterious manor agents, promoting our manor, broadcasting the frequency of the Communication Token, allowing us to remotely communicate with clients."

"Even if Gui Pu's unwilling, you can secretly communicate."

"For instance, while fighting, you can simultaneously talk to the enemy, do business, act as a salesman."

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell silent.

Is this called secret communication?

Talking about being explosive, you are indeed explosive.

Through Su Yuniang's words, they already have an image in their heads.

Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Gui Pu dressed in black, wearing a fierce ghost mask, killing with every step, facing the world alone, with immense killing intent.

The demon sword in his hand loudly blurts out promotional phrases:

"Brother, want to buy weapons?"

Blood flowers blossom.

Gui Pu's face remains stern, slicing the sword onto his opponent, flesh indistinct, yet the sword shouts:

"Family member, see how sharp I am?"

Another cut by Gui Pu, blood and flesh flipping outward.

"After experiencing it yourself, isn't chopping you effective? Your blood flows profusely."

The demon weapon still comes with mental attacks, chirping:

"Look clearly, because this sword will look cool!"

"How about my divine technique! Today's sale, ten percent off, custom weapons definitely worth it, what quality do you want?"

...

The little smith's imagination becomes more vivid, recalling Sword Fairy's usual way of speaking, feeling uneasy.

Hahaha!!

Are you trying to make us laugh to death and inherit our Huabei?

The group gathered around the Communication Token, immediately letting out pig-like cries, laughing until their stomachs hurt, while others are madly chopping people, your sword lowers the dignity.

"This weapon is more ghostly than a ghost." Shao Chaikun's eyes widened,

Jiucai Rong gives a thumbs up, showing a bright, white smile:

"Stop fooling around, this is originally 'Ghost,' right? Our selling strategy is based on fairness to all ages. If a 'Ghost' isn't crazy, is it even a 'Ghost'? This is what you call genuine weapons."

Everyone silently turned their gaze to the Medical Fairy.

The advertisement seemed shameless, but it had surprisingly good results.

After all, it's not their social death.

Su Yuniang's operation was explosive yet effective.

"Su Yuniang, you're really a damn talent."

Seeing everyone's gaze, the Medical Fairy cried angrily, "I don't want to be a market vendor auntie; my baby is clearly a peerless Demon Weapon, with high-end taste."

Daojiu covered his face and rarely stood up for the Medical Fairy, protesting: "I also think it can't be this way. The insertion of this ad is really off-putting. You've completely wiped out my Sword-and-Sorcery protagonist's style."

The Mudworker looked deeply pained and sang loud:

"Ah! This game, originally so serious, and such a thrilling classical dark eerie Sword-and-Sorcery world. But then you lack-ethics guys arrived at the manor, even the weapons are shouting. This isn't eerie anymore; it's chaotic style!"

The Food God also complained:

"Damn designer, come on, and manage this already. Smoke, alcohol, and housing were supposed to be the core of virtual business, but here people are exploiting bugs, completely distorting our game's style. Where's the bit of darkness and horror ambiance? Feels like we've become the biggest horror ourselves."

Even imagining the future scene.

In the future, as Demon Weapons proliferate, some big shots fight, and their weapons implant advertisements, shouting loudly.

The battlefield could rival the market aunties promoting sales with loudspeakers.

This is truly sick.

But we must say, Su Yuniang is a genius when it comes to explosive ideas and creativity, continuing to chatter, standing against the crowd:

"What are you fussing about? Just admit it works!"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! We, a bunch of trash newbie blacksmiths from remote areas, have the only channel to contact the high society circle. Haven't we successfully established contact with some Holy Lands and Major Sects?"

"Time waits for no one. If Gui Pu dies in a while, we'll miss our chance."

She crazily analyzed, with clear logic:

"And if successful, it's like a pheasant transformed into a phoenix—our Level 10 newbie blacksmiths prematurely enter the Level 80 master's Divine Weapon map!"

"We are already the 100th ranked Divine Craftsmen on Xinyi Continent—isn't that prestigious? We must seize the chance to communicate with the Saintess and the Saint Child, first pretending to be master Divine Craftsmen!"

The other blacksmiths nodded, hearts heating up.

What she said made solid sense!

She's definitely a brainy high-level player, though her operations are always peculiar.

Gui Pu being hunted.

Why not take the opportunity while they're trending on Xinyi Continent headlines, as inns and teahouses across are paying attention, to expand profits? A fierce wave of advertising?

They're now famous, made the chart, shouldn't they take orders—do justice to the manor's revenue? To our Lord of the Manor?

They instantly envisioned it.

Want Divine Artifacts?

Bring three million!

Want Demon Weapons?

Again, bring three million.

After all, they can only envision up to three million now, and beyond is a bit out of their comprehension.

The spectator's perspective in the comments section exploded.

[You guys really know how to play games, this operation is kind of outstanding.]

[Explosive, truly explosive, Su Yuniang this mischievous brat is again trying to deceive the big sisters and brothers from the Holy Lands.]

[OMG, my moral standards don't allow me to be so unethical!]

[This traditional-styled game, can it seriously focus on old-fashioned cultivation and leveling up? Stop with the marketing.... lacking strength but pretending to be strong, posting these small ads like electric poles, making our manor appear trashy.]

[What's trashy about it? Embers always goes crazy at times. Look at those ancestors losing their minds, everyone got used to it, right? Our Ash Artifacts going crazy and selling ads—they'll only find this madness quite unique.]

Everyone thought carefully, and it seemed indeed true.

Compared to other ancestors falling into frenzy, their way of madness was a bit adorably cute.

[After seeing you exploit map bugs, my head feels much lighter, probably shriveled (#^.^#)]

[Ahahaha, your brain water is coming out, right?]

[See, this game indeed cures serious illnesses. Once the water in my head leaks out, I can be discharged.]

[So magical.]

[Every day opening the manor forum lately, there's new explosive content, various heaven-defying operations, it's so delightful for those following updates (〃'▽'〃)]

Seeing them chat more joyfully, Ning Zheng couldn't help but comment.

Blossoming Wealth: [You've gone mad, don't you understand the concept of knowing when to stop? One must learn to be down-to-earth.]

Blossoming Wealth.

Such a good meaning, when the Three Flowers bloom, wealth is on the horizon.

But when the manor came to those guys, every flower that bloomed meant jumping into the Forging Furnace.

Originally in a good mood, encountering their planned actions and ambition for worldwide fame, Ning Zheng felt like his Brain Flower was shriveling, let alone wealth.