Qian Baocheng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly slapped the table: "Absolutely awesome!"
Liu Ruyi also started to make calculations: "But the price of our Fuxi Express is very cheap. One copy only costs two medium-grade spiritual stones. If we only rely on the gimmick of voting to get everyone to buy it, I am afraid that everyone will only be interested in it for a while."
Zhao Yisu: "That's easy to say. You can add a number to the Fuxi Express. Not only can the buyer get a vote, but they can also use the number on the ticket to participate in the lottery. The prizes for each period are 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones."
The two said in unison: "Ten thousand?!"
Who wouldn't be tempted by exchanging two middle-grade spiritual stones for a chance to obtain 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones? ! !
Zhao Yisu: "The lottery will be drawn on-site in each competition. As the number of competition rounds increases, the prize money will continue to increase. It can even be increased to a maximum of one million."
Qian Baocheng could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked around the room excitedly: "Participants in the talent competition came voluntarily. Fuxi Express was originally going to be printed. We only need to pay a very small cost to print it." Leveraging tens of millions of dollars in business...this is such a bad idea!"
Realizing that he had made a mistake, Qian Baocheng quickly changed his words: "Uh, what I meant was..."
Zhao Yisu: "I heard it, that's what you meant :)"
Qian Baocheng: "Uncle, I have to go back quickly to prepare. Farewell!"
Apply oil to the soles of your feet to make them slippery quickly.
Liu Ruyi deliberately stayed behind. After making sure that no one was around, she said, "Uncle Master, I have news about Xuan Tie."
The only materials needed to make the Immortal Melting Cauldron are soul mud and black iron. This news made her more excited than the money.
"tell me the story."
Liu Ruyi: "Recently, the master of Linglong Pavilion has intentionally donated a batch of treasures to the Tianxing Alliance, and I heard that one of them includes a piece of black iron. According to the importance that the Tianxing Alliance attaches to contribution points, I speculate that the Tianxing Alliance will donate these treasures As a prize, it will be awarded to the monk with the highest contribution points. Of course, these latter are just my speculations."
Zhao Yisu: "Your news is valuable."
As he spoke, he counted out a few high-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag. When he realized that he had taken too many, he returned one more and finally gave her five.
Liu Ruyi was not polite and accepted the spirit stones generously: "Uncle Master, I thought you would just give me a handful of spirit stones from the storage bag over there, but how could you be so stingy and give them one by one? Count, you only counted five?"
"Tsk, just tell me whether you make a profit or not! I know the price you quoted when you asked for information before. Even if the price increases later, five high-grade spiritual stones will still be enough for your travel expenses." Zhao Yisu closed his storage box under Liu Ruyi's coveted gaze. She felt that five was too much for the shopping bag, and she wanted to get one back.
It's a pity that Liu Ruyi had already pocketed the money and didn't wait for her to regret it.
Zhao Yisu stood up: "I have to leave. There are many things to do. Do you know where Tonghui Treasure Pavilion is?"
Liu Ruyi: "Is this news valuable?"
"Why don't I dig you to death?!" Zhao Yisu was speechless by her and walked away.
It was a coincidence that she met an old acquaintance when she went out.
Dongfang Yu, dressed as a disciple in green from the Tianjian Sect, was walking through the street. He was as handsome as a crown jewel, with a pair of dragon-like eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes, but he carried the eye-catching Cangsheng sword on his back.
The Cangsheng Sword is all white and green, and is still lingering with flowing light. It is the most suitable accessory for him. One person and one sword walk through the crowd, attracting countless glances back.
Zhao Yisu raised his eyes and looked forward, and then he realized why Dongfang Yu had to carry the sword on his back to be conspicuous.
It turns out that there is a monk walking towards this side across the street. That young master looks like Duan Yang, who is he if he is not Duanyang?
Duanyang carries two swords on his back, one wide and one narrow, one dark and one bright. The broad, gray-colored one is the ninth-grade Buzan Sword he got back from the storage tower, and the slender, beautiful one is the seventh-grade Wushou Sword he bought with a lot of money at the Zhangxing auction. .
Dongfang Yu wanted to challenge his old enemy and deliberately exposed his sword.
The two quickly met in the middle of the street without even saying hello, which shows that they have a close personal relationship.
Dongfang Yu: "I introduced Mr. Tu to you just for Zhao Yisu's sake. When you repair the sword, we will compete again."
Duanyang: "I can't get it."
Dongfang Yu shook his head: "Let's go over there."
Two handsome young men walked side by side, and someone soon recognized their identities: "The one on the left is Duanyang, the swordsman prodigy of Fuxi Mountain, who studied under the eighth-grade Suiying Zhenren; the one on the right is the direct descendant of the Tianjian Sect. Disciple, learn from the eighth-grade Master Tingyun!"
——"Let's go! Follow them, maybe there will be fun to watch!"
People wandering on the street followed him bustlingly and walked out, including Zhao Yisu.
She just wanted to take a chance and go directly to Tonghui Treasure Pavilion.
Several female nuns could be heard discussing excitedly in the crowd: "Hey, hey, who do you think is better between the two?"
Another female cultivator replied: "I heard that Duanyang was incomprehensible and could not hold anything but swords in his eyes. He was a famous sword fanatic. But he had a gentle temper and was very patient with everyone. Dongfang Yu's temper was not that of a thorn, but he was very patient. He is an aloof and arrogant master. If he is not the opponent he likes, it would be difficult to say a few words to him. That's right, after all, he is the legitimate son of the Dongfang family, and he has inherited the Cangsheng sword passed down from his family. He is pampered and has a bit of a petty temper. …”
——"Who asked you about your character!"
The female nun interrupted her friend's chatter.
Zhao Yisu nodded silently next to him: Yes, if you want to ask, it must be about swordsmanship. The two have fought against each other several times, with each winning and losing...
Unexpectedly, the female nun said excitedly: "I'm asking about appearance! Who do you think is better looking among them?"
Zhao Yisu: "..."
The companions of the female cultivators chuckled and said, "Each one has his or her own merits, but in terms of appearance, Jiang Yunchen is definitely the best! His first appearance on the Tianxing Arena attracted countless female cultivators to flock to him. Hearing that he was about to attend a folk begging festival, Now, the female nuns are busy making paper lanterns to pray for marriage, and all the names written on the lanterns are Jiang Yunchen's names!"
——"I want to get one too! Sister, please teach me..."
Zhao Yisu was so fascinated by the gossip that he accidentally bumped into the person in front of him.
The passerby scolded her dissatisfiedly: "This is a new piece of clothing I bought from Lingyun Garment Shop. It has the same style of Huo Xinyu as the Juechen Jiuzi. You broke it, so I have to pay for it!"
Zhao Yisu was stunned for a moment and looked at the man's clothes. Sure enough, they were unique in shape. They were specially designed by her for Juechen Jiuzi's performance. The passerby was wearing an ordinary version, which was not as exaggerated as the stage waiter. The feathers of the Fire Letter Flycatcher Only some corner scraps were used.
All the preparations that Juechen Nine Sons made when they came on stage were all overshadowed by the Variety of Talisman Papers. It was not until they toured the Eastern Continent that people gradually realized that Juechen Nine Sons were exquisite and expensive from head to toe, and could use fire signals. The use of flycatcher feathers for clothing also shows that there must be powerful monks behind it.
After Juechen Jiuzi became popular, many monks imitated their dressing style, as was the case with the monk in front of him.
Zhao Yisu was distracted thinking about these things, and his silence was mistaken by the monk opposite to mean that he didn't want to make compensation.
The man was also impatient and gave her a gentle push: "Whether I want to apologize or not, I'd like you to tell me something..."
Zhao Yisu didn't pay attention, and his spiritual power was exhausted again. He was pushed so hard that he staggered two steps and fell to the ground!
