Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 136 - . The old driver is truly a masterful person.
Chapter 136: 136. The old driver is truly a masterful person.
After finishing the latest chapter of ‘****’ and the newest short story “The Doorkeeper Auntie Qin”, Yu Qing’s cheeks were flushed as she closed the newspaper, her breath slightly unsteady.
Originally, she thought ‘****’ was already astonishing enough, but she didn’t expect “The Doorkeeper Auntie Qin” to stimulate her even more intensely.
Yu Qing suddenly felt that tonight might be another sleepless night.
After reading the newspaper, Yu Qing noticed that Fang Zhou’s newspapers had already sold out.
On the first day of sales two days ago, he had to spend more than half a day selling them. Today, they sold out in less than two hours. Indeed, gold will shine eventually; the love for learning is a fundamental human nature.
Although Yu Qing admired the content of the newspaper deeply, as a True Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she felt it necessary to say something.
“Taoist Fang, the serialized novels in this newspaper are really too stimulating. I’m afraid the younger disciples won’t be able to handle it.”
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Fang Zhou looked at her curiously, “Why can’t they handle it?”
Yu Qing could only tell him how the disciples were lethargic the day after reading the newspaper, staying up late and even sneaking into the kitchen to steal cucumbers and eggplants to satisfy their cravings.
Fang Zhou couldn’t help but laugh; this Yu Qing, who usually seemed so shrewd when poaching talent from him, suddenly appeared so naive in such matters.
Though those disciples seemed obedient in front of Yu Qing, in private, they were likely to speak far more crudely, and in terms of positions, they could outshine Yu Qing any day.
Ultimately, it was probably because Yu Qing had spent too many years on the mountain, seeing too little of the world.
With a mischievous glint, Fang Zhou asked her, “Why do you think those disciples are stealing cucumbers and eggplants?”
Yu Qing looked puzzled, “Aren’t they for eating?”
Staying up late harms the body; getting thirsty and sneaking two cucumbers or eggplants to eat seemed perfectly normal.
Fang Zhou beckoned her over with a finger, “Come closer, and I’ll tell you what they are really using the cucumbers and eggplants for.”
Yu Qing hesitated for a moment, slightly uneasy as she leaned her ear toward him.
Fang Zhou moved closer and whispered the alternative use of cucumbers and eggplants into her ear.
His warm breath brushed against Yu Qing’s ear, causing her ear to instinctively twitch, and her earlobe quickly turned a rosy pink.
Her body stiffened as a ticklish, warm sensation spread from her heart.
But Yu Qing soon forgot about all that, as she listened to Fang Zhou’s revelation, her expression changing as rapidly as a Sichuan opera mask, from bewilderment to shock, and finally to disbelief.
Her face abruptly turned redder than a monkey’s butt.
Yu Qing stared at Fang Zhou in disbelief, feeling as if her entire worldview had been shattered.
Suddenly, she remembered the pickled cucumber she had eaten earlier that morning and felt a strong wave of nausea, almost gagging as she coughed repeatedly.
Fang Zhou sympathetically patted her shoulder. The poor child, grown up without even knowing the joys of self-pleasure, missing out on one of life’s great enjoyments.
“As for the harm of staying up late, it might feel that way at first, but you’ll get used to it over time.”
As he spoke, Fang Zhou gently patted Yu Qing’s back, helping her catch her breath, “Besides, these two stories might seem like they’re about men and women on the surface, but if you read carefully, you’ll realize ‘****’ is about the injustices and discrimination men face in the workplace, and the tragedies stemming from familial conflicts. ‘The Doorkeeper Auntie Qin’ is about the life of a lonely elderly woman, and the author calls for us to care about the physical and mental health of the elderly. Lao Shiji is a great writer; he uses the affairs of men and women to satirize reality. We need to look beyond the surface to see the essence.”
Yu Qing looked surprised, “Is that really the case?”
Thinking back carefully, she realized Fang Zhou wasn’t wrong, ‘****’ was indeed a workplace story, and ‘The Doorkeeper Auntie Qin’ was about the life of an elderly person.
She couldn’t help but express her admiration.
Lao Shiji, what a divine person!
Fang Zhou reminded her, “If you think these stories are too stimulating, you could write your own. Look, the newspaper even has a writing competition.”
Yu Qing quickly flipped open the newspaper and indeed found a paid writing competition.
The competition was open to all readers of the Wangyue Daily. Readers could submit novels, jokes, and news articles, and if accepted, they would receive cash rewards and souvenirs.
Believing that many readers had already seen the competition, she noticed quite a few had already begun to eagerly try their hand at it.
Yu Qing hesitated, “Can I also participate?”
“Of course!”
Fang Zhou firmly grasped Yu Qing’s shoulders and encouraged her with genuine sincerity, “In my opinion, you are the most cultured person in the entire Heavenly Sword Sect. If you can’t, who can? You can use this newspaper to express and spread your ideas, finding like-minded partners.”
Embarrassed by such straightforward praise, Yu Qing’s cheeks flushed, feeling a bit shy.
Fang Zhou’s words also piqued her interest. She always felt isolated on Heavenly Sword Peak, with no one to understand her frustrations. If she could really find like-minded people through the newspaper, that would be wonderful.
However, such an action was still something Yu Qing considered cautiously.
“Taoist Fang, please allow me some time to think about it.”
“No problem.”
With a grand gesture, Fang Zhou dismissed her concern. For a literary girl like Yu Qing, publishing in the newspaper was an irresistible temptation. Her talk of consideration was just a formality.
Once she experienced the thrill of seeing her work in print, she would increasingly crave it, even begging for it, abandoning her reservations.
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Yu Qing left with the newspaper Fang Zhou gave her, deeply absorbed in thought.
Fang Zhou also gathered his things and headed home, preparing to produce the third issue of the newspaper.
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Wangyue Daily was spreading through the Heavenly Sword Sect at a speed as swift as thunder.
It is challenging for a new thing to be accepted, but if it has some tantalizing content, the difficulty of spreading it significantly decreases.
Simply put, salacious content is what people crave the most, especially in a Cultivation Sect like the Heavenly Sword Sect.
If it was among the common folk, the spread of the newspaper would actually be slower, as the hardworking masses aren’t idle every day; they need to work and care about basic necessities, and many are illiterate, so they wouldn’t care about what the newspaper is.
In contrast, in a Cultivation Sect like the Heavenly Sword Sect, disciples’ lives outside of daily cultivation are dull and empty. With abundant energy and little to occupy them, nearly everyone is literate.
Once people learn to read, they tend to overthink. Overthinking without an outlet can lead to restlessness.
That’s when Wangyue Daily appeared, fulfilling their restless hearts, killing time, and adding a bit of blush-inducing content while providing updates on external events.
It’s simply a multi-faceted delight, and at one hundred coins per copy, it’s economical. Given its cost-effectiveness, it’s no surprise it spread quickly and became popular.
As they say, business is about meeting the customer’s needs.
Wangyue Daily not only met the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples’ needs but also struck their G-spot intensely.
So, in just three days, Wangyue Daily did not reach every corner of the Heavenly Sword Sect but certainly covered at least half of the area, with most disciples having heard of it to some extent.
Especially on Yujian Peak, where almost everyone had a copy.
