"Son of Tiancheng, may I ask what you feel about your previous victory over Son of Heaven?"
"Tiancheng Saint Son, Tiancheng Saint Son, how much strength did you use in the battle three days ago?"
"Son of Tiancheng, have you been digesting your insights from the battle and fighting Son of Baxian and Son of Wudao in the past three days?"
One by one, the monks gathered around and started speaking.
"Hahahaha, are you interviewing me?"
Chen Changan laughed.
"Yes, yes. Three days have passed. The outside world is very curious about your views and attitudes. We came here specially to interview you!"
"By the way, I'm a reporter from the Myth Cultivation News. May I ask what realm you have reached now? Are you already at the peak of the Starry Realm, and only one step away from breaking through to the Open Heaven Realm?"
"Hello, Tiancheng Shengzi, I am the editor-in-chief of the Myth Cultivation Newspaper. I would like to ask, what do you think about Tianshenzi's defeat?"
The monks were pushing each other and speaking one after another, all holding small notebooks and pens.
"Haha, there are newspapers in the mythical world too. This is the first time I've seen one. I've learned a lot. Really a lot!"
Chen Changan smiled.
It feels a little unbelievable.
I was a little excited and found it very interesting.
"Son of Tiancheng, don't you know there is a spiritual practice newspaper? This is already known to everyone in Wandao City!"
"Please don't be surprised. Tiancheng Saint Son came from the distant Tianxian Gate. It is forgivable that he doesn't understand the information exchange here."
"Son of Tiancheng, if you are willing, you can subscribe to our Global Cultivation News. We will deliver three high-quality spirit stones to your sect for free every month!"
Speaking of.
Some people laughed.
Someone is selling.
Chen Changan saw it all.
"Yes, your Global Cultivation News is good and knows how to do business. I like your newspaper. Let me ask, can you deliver to all the sects in the Eastern Wasteland? I have a friend whose sect is very remote. They don't know what happens in the daily life of the cultivation world in the Eastern Wasteland. I am worried about him!"
"Of course, of course. We will adjust the subscription fee based on the distance between the sect and Wandao City. As long as it is an Eastern Wasteland sect, our Global Cultivation News will guarantee delivery to the sect!"
When the cultivator reporter from the Global Cultivation News saw that Chen Changan wanted to talk to him directly, he immediately smiled and began to introduce the business scope of the newspaper.
Said a lot.
As long as you have enough money, it doesn’t matter where you send it.
"Will the Nine Yang Sect send it?"
Chen Changan asked tentatively.
As soon as these words came out.
The bustling restaurant suddenly became quiet.
The reporter from the Global Cultivation News was stunned, and so were the others.
Nine Yang Sect, give it away? Or not
Now everyone knows that there was a big conflict between the Sect Alliance and the Nine Yang Sect.
If any newspaper does not sit properly at this time, it is very likely to be suppressed by the sect alliance, this is certain.
"Um... well, I need to ask our editor-in-chief!"
The reporter spoke up.
"Oh, that's fine!"
Chen Changan nodded, feeling something strange.
But it didn't take long before I took a few deep breaths.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten what Chen Changan had just said and continued to speak, seeking Chen Changan's response.
"There's nothing much to say. If you want to take advantage of my popularity, just put an advertisement like this in the newspaper. I, the Holy Son of the Tianxian Sect, Fu Tiancheng, will defeat the three Holy Sons and the three Holy Daughters of the Sect Alliance and strive for the title of the most talented person in the East Desert."
Crash~~~
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole restaurant was in an uproar.
"Oh my god, Tiancheng Saint, you are kidding me! You can't be kidding me about overthrowing the six top geniuses of the younger generation of the sect alliance. This is a huge matter!"
"That's right. You are the Holy Son of the Tianxian Sect. Although the Tianxian Sect is not as good as the three major alliance sects, it is still one of the top ten sects in the Eastern Wasteland. You can't make such a joke!"
Someone spoke up.
"Who is joking? Are you joking? Or do you think I, Fu Tiancheng, am joking? When have I, Fu Tiancheng, ever joked?"
"Is it a lie that I defeated Shenmen Tianshenzi?"
"Was everything you saw that day a dream?"
“Humph, I’m not afraid to tell you that I, Fu Tiancheng, am invincible among the younger generation, except for a few extremely mediocre geniuses in the East Wilderness. Of course, these few people do not represent anyone in the sect alliance. Even if it’s Wu Daozi, I am not inferior to him!”
As soon as these words came out.
The reporters watching quickly took notes. These were Fu Tiancheng's original words!
Big news.
You must remember that tomorrow, no, tonight, will be the headline of the newspaper, the biggest and most eye-catching one.
"Son of Tiancheng, I would like to ask what is the specific date when you will launch the challenge?"
A reporter asked.
"tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow? No more waiting?"
"What are you waiting for? Time waits for no one. Ten thousand years is too long. We must seize the day. Tomorrow, I will challenge the remaining five geniuses of the Sect Alliance. Together, I... Fu Tiancheng, will fight five of them. Five!!!"
Chen Changan stretched out his palm and spread it out, revealing five slender white fingers.
"Son of Heaven, your fingers are so beautiful, you are indeed a genius!"
"roll!"
…
Not long after, the reporters left.
The restaurant had regained its former prosperity, and was filled with ordinary practitioners drinking and eating meat.
but.
Even when Chen Changan was eating, ordering dishes, or drinking some wine, there would be dozens of cultivators surrounding him, asking him about his experiences in cultivation.
Chen Changan was also calm and elegant, answering them one by one.
"Tiancheng Saint Son, how do you practice?"
"When your eyes are open, practice; when they are closed, sleep."
"Are you born with a celestial body?"
"no!"
"Teacher Tiancheng, I want to ask you, your achievements today are simply due to your superior talent, or your hard work and practice?"
"30% is determined by fate, 70% depends on hard work!"
"Son of Tiancheng, as we all know, the Starry Realm is a big hurdle on the road of cultivation. Do you have anything to say to the cultivators below the Starry Realm?"
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth. The named is the mother of heaven and earth."
"… "
After some conversation.
These ordinary monks showed admiration for Fu Tiancheng.
"Son of Tiancheng, I have benefited a lot from talking to you just now!"
"The Holy Son of Tiancheng is candid and open-minded. His understanding of the universe and the Dao has completely overturned the Dao heart of a poor monk like me. He is so amazing!"
"We must learn from the Holy Son of Tiancheng!"
"Yes, learn from the Holy Son Tiancheng and work hard to become a powerful monk!"
The ordinary disciples and independent cultivators were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
…
soon.
The sunset is very beautiful.
On the front pages of a large number of newspapers including the Mythology Cultivation News, the Global Cultivation News, the Taoist Ascension News, and the East Wasteland Cultivation Express.
A slender and beautiful hand appeared at the same time, spread out, and a banner read: I, Fu Tiancheng, want to beat five of them!
At the same time, there are many words that Fu Tiancheng said just now, such as:
Young generation, I am already invincible.
Even if I am Wu Daozi, I am not in vain.
In a one-on-one duel, no one can match me, Fu Tiancheng.
The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. I, Fu Tiancheng, will become famous in the Eastern Desert tomorrow and leave my name through the ages.
I am the sun of Eastern Wasteland.
…