Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

Inside the mansion, the Five Crazy Immortal was casually playing with a token with the word "Guest" in his hand. The token was red and felt hot.

what is this?

Ji Zheng was surprised, but he also respectfully said to Wu Fengxian: "Master."

"Yeah." The Five Crazy Immortals nodded with a smile, "Curious?"

"Ah?" Ji Zheng was puzzled. What was he so curious about?

"This token." Wu Fengxian rolled his eyes. "This is the token that your master gave me when I accidentally met the old man from the Ye family when I was out. He gave it to me to watch the family competition."

"Aren't you curious?"

Old guy from the Ye family?

The only immortal in the Ye family of Anchan County?

Ji Zheng blinked. Oh my god, how did Master meet him accidentally? The location of the Ye family in Anchan County is a bit far from here.

"But Master, what is the small family competition?" Ji Zheng was puzzled. He knew that the big family competition was a place that Junior Brother Ye Yan looked very eager to go.

Want to avenge his father.

But what is Xiaobi?

"The main clan of the Ye family in Anchan County organized an internal competition. The top three can directly enter the top three in the real family competition."

Wouldn't that mean admission by recommendation?

Ji Zheng was surprised. How could something that obviously undermined the order and fairness of family inheritance appear in the family competition?

"Because the celestial being from the Ye family in Wulan County is very diligent, he will specially give instructions to the first place in the competition every sixty years."

The Five Crazy Immortals briefly explained the reason for this deformed little creature.

The guidance of the immortal is enough to drive many branches of the Ye family crazy.

That's true. The guidance of celestial beings is an opportunity for immortals, not to mention ordinary Zifu and Wanxiang Zhenren.

Crazy things are going to happen, that's normal.

But what does that have to do with him?

Ji Zheng was puzzled. He was not a member of the Ye family, so there was no point in knowing this.

Or maybe the immortal ancestor of the Ye family is actually very willing to help others, and would be happy to give guidance to an outsider like him?

“It’s of no use to you. But, this is a small competition within the Ye family. Don’t you want to take a look?” The Five Crazy Immortals winked and rubbed two fingers together.

what is this?

Want money?

He only has the Purple Palace Perfection, isn't that a bit too bold? Ji Zheng blinked.

"Ouch!" The Five Crazy Immortal slapped his thigh helplessly and glanced at Ji Zheng.

"Why didn't you think of that?"

"They are holding a family competition to determine the top three."

"And you," said the Five Crazy Immortals, "don't you want to have a good fight with them?"

To learn from each other? To mess things up, right?

Ji Zheng was silent and hesitant. He actually knew about the Ye family and also knew that it was a large and thriving tribe.

There is one celestial immortal ancestor and dozens or even hundreds of immortals.

He and the Ye family did not have any mortal hatred, and it was not shameful to survive and endure it.

He still has the entire Ji clan, and the lives of millions of clan members depend on him. He is already the strongest in the Ji clan, and he cannot just think about the clan.

"Ugh."

"Since you don't have this idea, forget it, though."

"I went to your Ji family's area." The Five Crazy Immortals suddenly said.

Ok?

What was the Master doing there? Nothing serious happened to the Ji family...

Ji Zheng suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his pupils shrank, and he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

"Well, that's where I met Ye Sanshan, and that's where I got the token." The Five Crazy Immortal confirmed Ji Zheng's guess.

Ji Zheng's head exploded instantly, his pupils turned red, he clenched his fists tightly, and said hoarsely:

"Master, what can I do?"

“Don’t beat him to death.” Wu Fengxian said, “I can protect you.”

"it is good!!!"

Chapter 79 Remarks on the launch

I’m probably the only one who’s posting a comment so late on the release of the product.

Big injustice.

Big idiot.

But, apart from a little time to write at night, what else do the hard-working workers have?

I was even thinking, why not just not write any thanks for the release and just secretly put it on the shelves at noon on Friday.

Take it by surprise.

Hey.

This might earn you a few more subscriptions.

I can be complacent too.

but.

This is not what a gentleman does, nor is it a long-term solution.

You can make money temporarily by launching a sneak attack, but you can’t make money forever.

Not to mention, if you are writing The Legend of Chusen and still want to make money secretly, that would be even more stupid.

Thinking back to the past, I chased tomatoes and devoured them. In those wild times, would tomatoes be so uninformed?

That’s not right. Comparing myself to Tomato is a bit too arrogant.

I'm just a lousy fan fiction writer, just trying to make some pennies.

So, what to say?

Release notice?

Have it already.

A promise of more updates?

Goodbye, now the author’s promise is like that, not to say it doesn’t exist, but it is also so short that it is invisible.

I feel like I still have what I need, and a man can't say no, so, should I put 10,000 words on the shelf?

Can it be more?

Not much.

It's Friday!

Have you ever seen a worker who is diligent on Friday?

Not thinking about being lazy and dreaming about the holidays is already the best work.

So, try your best and get twelve thousand.

It will be on the shelves at 12 o'clock on Friday. I will try my best to write 12,000 words.

If not, just ignore me.

It’s not that I can’t, but that I don’t want to.

When I got to this point, I suddenly glanced at the word count, and it was exactly 444.

That's a really friendly number, too friendly.

It was so big that I couldn’t bear it, so I could only rack my brains and use my hydrological ability.

Think of more words.

At least we can make 888, right?

Speaking of the number eight, the fan fiction of The Legend of the Ancient Sword that is currently being updated seems to be...

Four!

Hey!

Why is it such an unlucky number?

As for the seedlings, bring them up quickly, add up to a hundred thousand words and put them on the shelves together.

Five would be good.

If there are 6, 7, 8... or even more than ten or hundreds of books, like Swallowed Star, there will be hundreds of fan fiction books.

That would be more comfortable.

I am a writer of bad novels, but I am also a reader of bad novels.

If "The Legend of Chusen" could have so many fan works, how interesting the stories that could be developed would be.

Someone will write about the North Sea, which was only mentioned briefly in the original work. The waves are rippling, burying countless traces of civilizations, and it will also give birth to countless civilizations.

There will also be people who will explore Chang'e on the lunar planet. Under the osmanthus tree that can never be cut down, is it possible that Chang'e has already been controlled by the mind?

Standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, I watched with tears in my eyes the inevitable breakup with my lover.

There are also Houyi, Suiren, Shennong, Sanqing, Tathagata, Jueming, Fuxi...