How could the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord not be furious? Although his avatar had died at the Western Heaven Temple, the intelligence from that time had been transmitted back.

"What’s this about Si Chen saying the Mysterious Immortal can’t write, and when the Mysterious Immortal commanded Si Chen to kneel, he kneeled, and when I saw the Mysterious Immortal, I admitted my mistake, and it was me devouring Si Chen that led to his uncertain fate of life and death?"

"And wasn’t it the damned opposite side who self-detonated? How did it become me who seemed to be the one who self-detonated? I’m a victim too, I’ve lost my clone!"

What made the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord most furious was that the newspaper’s description was all objective facts, leaving him clueless about how to refute them!

To lose a battle was one thing, but how had his image also collapsed?

"Who the hell wrote this!"

Finally, he found the journalist responsible for the article in the corner of the newspaper—Lu Yang from Seek Dao Sect.

When he saw the three words ’Seek Dao Sect,’ the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord remembered the countless avatars he had lost there, and the anger rising to his chest suddenly dropped down, calming him.

"I... never mind, a person aiming to accomplish great things should not get bogged down in trivial matters, it’s not worth taking the risk over such a small issue..."

...

𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The newspaper issue was soon welcomed by the common folk.

Old Liu, returning from tilling his fields, waved several papers, boasting to a neighbor, "Old Zhang, did you get this thing?"

"What is that?"

"I heard it’s a newfangled contraption by the Seek Dao Sect, called the ’newspaper.’ I saw a crowd rushing to buy it, so I bought a copy too. It’s not expensive, just five copper coins."

"Why buy that thing." Old Zhang snorted disdainfully; the sight of the densely packed small characters on the newspaper irritated him, "Do the two of us together know even twenty characters?"

"That’s where you’re clueless, this ’newspaper’ thing doesn’t need us to read it, it can read itself out loud."

"That miraculous?" Old Zhang’s interest was piqued; regardless of what was written on it, the function of reading itself out loud was worth the five copper coins.

"Let me think, the newspaper seller said to press hard here." Every section of the newspaper had a circle that, when pressed, would make that section produce sound.

The circles were the Array Eyes of the chanting array method, which, once activated, could absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and transform it into speech.

The sound array method requires delicate work, and each edition of the newspaper is different. Using array methods for printing the newspaper would necessitate adjusting the printing array pattern monthly, so it would be more convenient to directly have Guan Shanhai take charge.

"Cultivation is a process of absorbing spiritual energy from the heavens and earth, transforming it into one’s own spiritual essence..."

"The levels of cultivation are divided into Qi Cultivation Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Core Stage, Nascent Soul Stage... The Qi Cultivation Stage is characterized by..."

Old Zhang showed a look of sudden realization upon hearing this, "So the Nascent Soul Stage comes after the Golden Core Stage? I always thought Gold Core Period Cultivators were stronger."

"Why would you think that?" asked Old Liu, surprised. Although he hadn’t received much formal education, being with Old Zhang made him feel almost like a scholar.

Old Zhang scratched the back of his head, "Didn’t the new storyteller that came to town always talk about ’how Talent Lu from the Nascent Soul Stage would reverse defeat the Golden Core Stage’?"

"...Just keep listening."

"Dream Mirage, offering you an experience of a different world..."

"Seek Dao Sect, a good Sect that eradicates demons and defends the Dao..."

"...According to investigations, at the beginning of the recent battle of the Western Heaven Temple, the two warring parties included a total of two..."

The two old farmers were quickly captivated by the content on the newspaper, as it introduced them to a whole new world.

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This was different from the stories told by the storytellers; each of them had their variations, and there were even contradictions among them, leaving the two old farmers confused and uncertain about whom to believe.

But the Cultivation Monthly was different; it was a newspaper published by the Seek Dao Sect, and the content was absolutely true and reliable. Moreover, you could listen to it as many times as you wanted.

Similar situations occurred throughout Great Xia, as the Cultivation Monthly, this brand new source of information, was sought after by the populace upon its introduction, even experiencing a demand that exceeded supply.

"So it seems that we still printed too few?" Lu Yang was startled when he heard from his junior brothers and sisters that the newspapers had sold out quickly. He had thought they had printed too many, but it still wasn’t enough.

The junior brothers and sisters looked up to Lu Yang with admiration. Elder Brother Lu Yang always had brilliant ideas; when would they be able to catch up with his pace?

"Then let Guan Shanhai continue printing."

With Guan Shanhai around, any number of newspapers could be printed.

"It’s just that the story section is not quite satisfactory." The story Lu Yang wrote was based on Meng Jingzhou pretending to be a Dao companion and attending a small influential family’s birthday celebration. It was a story put together in a rush.

However, Lu Yang felt his literary skills were lacking, and the story didn’t quite hit the mark. It needed to be polished.

"If only Master were here, he would definitely be able to write a good story."

Lu Yang missed Daoist Buyu, whom he had not seen for several years.

"Although Eldest Senior Sister could find Master, I am now at the Immortal Transformation Stage, and I should not rely on Eldest Senior Sister for everything. I can find Master in my own way."

"Third Senior Sister, I have an idea that I want you to hear and see if it works." Lu Yang approached Senior Sister Gan Tian, who was playing the qin by the river, with Yun Mengmeng kicking water on a big rock not far away.

After listening to Lu Yang’s plan, Senior Sister Gan Tian took a while to repeat his idea:

"You mean, in the next issue of the newspaper, you want to insert a missing person announcement, offering a reward to find our Master, and the reward is ten billion spirit stones?"

"Good idea, right?" Lu Yang, now wealthy and powerful, could easily offer ten billion spirit stones without breaking a sweat.

"Isn’t that reward a bit too high?" Senior Sister Gan Tian hesitated; it was almost the price of Master in the black market.

"But this is our Master, the Sect Master of the Seek Dao Sect, a Great Power at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage who has been missing for so many years. Isn’t his whereabouts worth ten billion?"

After thinking it over, Senior Sister Gan Tian felt she was being too unfilial: "You’re right, I’ll add fifty million spirit stones myself."

Lu Yang believed that Master would surely understand his hint that he wanted him to return to the sect. Of course, even if Master did not understand, someone would bring him back.

He could predict that with the Cultivation Monthly selling so well, and with the help of Master in the future, it would surely be a best-seller in the Cultivation World.

Lu Yang wanted to share this good news with Old Meng, but unexpectedly, he received bad news from the Third Elder about Meng Jingzhou.

"You mean Old Meng was taken by the Vast Sea Ancestral Master to practice near the Sun?"

"Indeed, I was teaching Little Meng form and technique, and out of nowhere, the Vast Sea Ancestral Master came and whisked Little Meng away."

The Third Elder looked distressed. Meng Jingzhou practicing near the Sun would surely speed up his cultivation, and with the Ancestral Master’s supervision, he would certainly avoid danger.

But wasn’t this approach a bit too radical?

"This is Old Meng’s opportunity."

Putting himself in Meng Jingzhou’s shoes, Lu Yang knew Meng Jingzhou himself wouldn’t be happy, but indeed, this was Meng Jingzhou’s chance.

So Lu Yang had to reluctantly be happy for Meng Jingzhou.

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