Chapter 95: Debut Battlefield Match
Xue Lingling fell silent, inwardly doubting life’s meaning.
Simultaneously developing two concept systems—is this something a normal person could pull off?
It was hard to imagine just how Wu Xian’s brain was wired.
Everyone has a brain, so why is there such a huge gap in brains?
“Right, Master Sister,” Wu Xian suddenly spoke up, “since high-tier scroll paintings are so costly to produce and inherently unsuitable for popularization or sale, how do you collect inspirational energy then?”
“Low-level scroll paintings are enough for collection, after all, the divine diagram concept system is integrated,” Xue Lingling explained: “Of course, high-tier scroll paintings aren’t unsellable.
As long as your high-tier scroll painting is excellent enough, naturally there will be excellent spirit tamers coming to you to purchase it.
Additionally, as long as your fame and reputation are strong enough, just placing the high-tier scroll painting catalog on the scroll painting network can create a quench thirst by looking at plums lustful thoughts effect among those loyal fans, still generating inspirational energy for you.”
Wu Xian nodded in realization.
Good grief, so people’s “lustful thoughts” can generate inspirational energy?
But compared to the term “lustful thoughts,” Wu Xian preferred to describe it as “faith” or “worship.”
“Then, is there a clear standard for evaluating the tier of scroll painting concepts?” Wu Xian continued asking: “Or is it just the description of high and low within one’s own system?”
Xue Lingling neither confirmed nor denied it, “After all, evaluation standards differ between concept systems, making it hard to clearly delineate tiers.”
“Okay then.”
……
The next day, a piece of news startled Wu Xian.
The undead dojo suddenly announced publicly, freely releasing the 【Death Mountain Town】 gold scroll strategy.
This drew unanimous praise from all sectors of society and various factions.
Gotta say, the undead dojo’s move was truly somewhat disgusting, equivalent to directly cutting off Xue Lingling’s path to wealth.
Fortunately, they had directly sold the gold scroll strategy to the association, otherwise it would have been a huge loss.
“Master Sister, is the association side okay?” Wu Xian asked worriedly, quickly contacting Xue Lingling.
“Don’t worry~ the association won’t lose out,” Xue Lingling teased: “Old Cui is crafty as a ghost; he already broke even yesterday, and the Death Mountain Town gold scroll can also help them save a lot of cost afterward—no matter how you calculate it, they won’t lose.”
“That’s good.” Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, “Right, the dojo side didn’t give you trouble, did they?”
“Trouble or not, what of it?” Xue Lingling said indifferently: “From when I joined the dojo at fifteen, I’ve been troubled and excluded everywhere; I’m long used to it.”
Hearing this, Wu Xian was at a loss for words.
……
Time flew by in the blink of an eye, half a month passing.
The Ghost King Club’s players, bolstered by powerful scroll paintings, successfully advanced to the bronze tier league.
On the Tang’s vehicles side, after Optimus Prime’s explosive popularity, they successively launched the 【Bumblebee】 luxury ride.
Directly igniting the luxury car market!
Even a scroll painter like Master Sister couldn’t resist calling Wu Xian to order a 【Bumblebee】 instance.
“Good disciple, quick quick quick! Have your little girlfriend pull some strings for your master to get a Bumblebee—oh my god, this is too cool.”
In the video, Xue Lingling stared at the Bumblebee in the official announcement video, eyes gleaming.
“Don’t you already have a coffin board? What do you need this thing for?”
It was like, you’re already a cultivator who can fly on a sword—why would you still want that so-called sweat-blooded steed from the mortal world?
“You wouldn’t understand; a ride this flashy will give me more face when going out to talk business or pull sponsorships in the future.”
“Okay then.” Wu Xian smiled wryly.
He didn’t even need to pull strings for this; he could make it himself.
He promptly sent a Bumblebee instance to Master Sister under the name of Tang’s vehicles.
“Right, tomorrow is our battlefield debut in the bronze tier league,” Xue Lingling suddenly said seriously: “Those major clubs in Yaoyang City are probably preparing a grand welcome ceremony for us—rest up well.”
Wu Xian wasn’t worried about this.
Even if those clubs brought out high-tier scroll paintings, the Ten Great Yin Marshals could handle it completely.
As long as Master Sister’s Ghost King series didn’t hold them back.
What mattered now was the situation with the silver tier league betting odds.
Lately, he had been closely following the Yaoyang City silver tier league; now dripping with wealth, he was using money’s power on a large scale for the first time.
Betting heavily on whichever side had high odds, going squarely against the mainstream.
Though an aura of wealth’s influence on betting wasn’t too stable, as long as you threw in enough money, it was still very effective.
Thus, the silver tier league matches had been upsetting expectations frequently in recent days.
The rankings and popularity among the major clubs had been thrown into chaos by him.
Making money was secondary; the main goal was to tarnish the other major clubs, thereby freeing up Yaoyang City’s scroll painting market.
Over these many years, the major clubs’ reputation and status in Yaoyang City were deeply rooted, with their promoted scroll paintings selling steadily like old dogs.
Consumers, when buying scroll paintings, would prioritize those promoted by the major clubs.
In plain terms, the cake was only so big.
For Ghost King Club to rise, it inevitably had to snatch cake from the other major clubs.
After muddying the waters, Ghost King Club’s development would be a bit easier too.
Someday, he would turn Yaoyang City into a landscape teeming with the Ten Great Yin Marshals.
……
The next day, inside Ghost King Club.
All club members gathered together, fully prepared.
“Today is Ghost King Club’s debut; we must strike out our club’s style in one go,” Xue Lingling stood on high, rallying morale, “I’ve already bought off the major live-streaming media; there’ll definitely be plenty of live broadcasts then.”
“President, rest assured,” Du Yifan and the others said confidently: “We’ve been waiting for this day a long time.”
“Note that we not only need to show style but also incorporate some showmanship.” Xue Lingling continued.
The club members were already prepared for this.
The spirit tamer league was ultimately somewhat entertaining; having watched matches since childhood, they naturally knew how to create showmanship.
Of course, showmanship also depended on talent; some people were naturally good at it.
Such players often accumulated popularity more easily.
But in the end, strength was the hard truth for accumulating popularity!
“All hands prepare; the battlefield entrance is about to open!” Xue Lingling’s voice rang out passionately, “Your president will be watching every one of your performances from outside; the reward resources and red envelopes are already prepared—cheer up!”
Behind Xue Lingling stood a large teleportation device.
After creating the club, it was provided by the spirit tamer competition alliance for construction; daily matches all went through this teleportation device.
Club matches were divided into individual matches and battlefield team matches.
Individual matches were the personal ranking matches between league players; higher rankings boosted the club’s ranking more.
Battlefield matches, however, were the main event with the highest attention, once a week.
A new club’s debut was generally arranged for the weekend battlefield match, equivalent to a collective showcase opportunity for the new club’s players.
The battlefield was modified from a special domain scroll painting, with random maps.
All club players would be teleported to the same battlefield, competing against each other while dealing with attacks from various virtual otherworldly monsters.
“It’s the mechanical map, dimensional defense line!”
Just before the match countdown began, the teleportation device displayed this battlefield’s map.
This made Xue Lingling frown inwardly, “Not too favorable for us—play it safe; as long as we don’t finish last, it’ll do.”
No helping it; undead-type scroll paintings truly weren’t great against mechanical monsters.
Seeing this, everyone inwardly cursed their luck.
Soon, the countdown ended.
The positioned club players were instantly sucked into the scroll painting battlefield by the teleportation device.
