Chapter 2518: Obtaining an Immortal’s Abode (Part 4)

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With her talent and cultivation base, she can break through to the Divine Power Territory in just thirty to fifty years. By then, she will be able to inherit this Immortal Scripture and step onto the Broad Avenue leading to the True Immortal Realm.

Her future, starting today, has already opened a new Chapter!

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While Wang Shouzhe and his group were claiming an immortal cave mansion.

Qingyang Immortal Mansion.

Green Smoke Pavilion.

Amidst violent "clanging" noises, various furniture and utensils were smashed all over the place.

Accompanied by this was Qingyang Princess’s angry voice echoing within the chamber: "Damn it, truly despicable. Which bastard is spreading rumors outside? How could this princess possibly fancy that Wang Shouzhe…"

"Secret rendezvous, bewitching hearts—how could the dignified Qingyang be bewitched by that dandy?"

Qingyang Princess’s anger naturally stemmed from the recent rumors circulating within Tianrui Holy City, claiming that she was striving to enhance her Bloodline Talent to become a princess due to being bewitched by that foppish rogue, Wang Shouzhe.

Should she ascend to become Saint Emperor in the future, the Tianrui Sacred Dynasty might very well fall into the hands of another surname.

Upon hearing such rumors, Qingyang Princess was naturally fiercely outraged: "Aunt Sun, investigate this for me! Find out who is the scoundrel behind these calumnies against this princess!"

"Yes, princess."

Aunt Sun, her face likewise frosty, immediately accepted the order and withdrew.

She knew how malicious the intent was behind those who smeared and slandered.

Qingyang Princess had just been newly crowned as a princess, her foundation still unsteady, and coupled with the rarity of female rulers within the Sacred Dynasty, gaining the support of various Immortal Kings was inherently more difficult for her than for other princes. A tarnished reputation would make the future contention for the position of Saint Emperor Daughter even more arduous.

If this matter isn’t handled well, the distance between the princess and becoming the Saint Emperor Daughter would grow ever more considerable.

Meanwhile.

In the lower district of Tianrui Holy City, rumors about Qingyang Princess had already spread here.

The lower district was a chaotic mix of crooks and honest folks, with countless people from all walks of life, and innumerable "entertainment venues," alongside ubiquitous tea houses and taverns. It was the most chaotic and looked-down-upon district within the entire Sacred City, a place where most nobles of the city scorn to set foot, yet it was also where information flowed the most frequently.

At this moment.

Inside a teahouse exuding a strong marketplace atmosphere.

A storyteller was vividly narrating biographies of individuals, wild histories, rumors, and gossip on stage.

The storyteller, possessing some skill, spun tales with thrilling ups and downs and captivating flair, attracting crowds like a cloud and rendering the teahouse’s business exceedingly booming, especially because he inserted a subplot involving a secret meeting between Qingyang Princess and Shouzhe Young Master, igniting the listeners’ Bloodline, sparking their imaginations, and eliciting frequent applause and coaxing from the audience below.

"Indeed, no matter the world, the emotional lives and gossip of big figures are always eagerly discussed."

In the corner of the teahouse, Wang Baoguang, dressed plainly in brown short clothes and modest attire to blend in with the commoners, sat cross-legged at a tea table, holding a teacup in hand and squinting his eyes with an expression absorbed in the storytelling, feeling utterly at ease.

Though he drank substandard tea, a peculiar gleam shone in his slightly narrowed eyes.

Clearly, from his practiced demeanor, it was apparent that Wang Baoguang’s foray into the lower district was not something done once or twice; indeed he had virtually become one with this place, indistinguishable from those around in terms of image and presence.

"Your old ancestor is being slandered and vilified, yet you have the leisure to watch the show here, and still find amusement in it?" Opposite him, Cai Youdao, dressed even more plainly and grounded, gnawed a soy-braised pig trotter with gusto, mumbling, "Aren’t you worried that should the Saint Emperor rage, your old ancestor will be married off as a consort for Qingyang Princess? At that point, even a half-baked Sacred Supreme like me couldn’t protect him."

"Stop joking, what kind of person is my old ancestor? He’s been through countless storms in his lifetime; such a small affair wouldn’t concern him in the slightest. Besides, the level of this rumor crafting is too poor, not even a starting image included!" Wang Baoguang scoffed, utterly unconcerned.

He had complete confidence in Wang Shouzhe.

Like many members of the Wang family, he held an eight-meter-thick filter for Wang Shouzhe, never believing there was any problem that his old ancestor couldn’t resolve.

"Baoguang kid, do you think Prince Wen Yu might be behind this? He has ample motives!" Cai Youdao analyzed while listening to the gossip, "Qingyang Princess ascending certainly places tremendous pressure on him."

"Unlikely." Wang Baoguang mused, shaking his head, "Though Prince Wen Yu is hypocritical and ambitious, he is deeply proud and well-concealed. Even if he were to target Qingyang Princess, he wouldn’t employ such clumsy tactics. Moreover, should the plot be exposed, it would backfire on him. I suspect someone is stirring up trouble from the shadows, aiming to drive a wedge between Wen Yu and Qingyang while dragging my old ancestor into the mess as well."

"If that’s the case, perhaps we should use our newly established ’Tianrui Big Figures’ Unrevealed Private Matters’ magazine to clear the air for Qingyang Princess and the Young Master, lest villains succeed from the shadows," Cai Youdao suggested.

"That won’t do." Wang Baoguang shook his finger, eyes gleaming with enthusiasm, "I actually think this is the perfect chance to boost our magazine sales. I plan to select some bizarre angle photos of Qingyang Princess and my old ancestor as illustrations, then refine and adapt the circulating rumors into compelling stories for the front page of our magazine. We’re definitely riding this wave of popularity."

Upon hearing this, Cai Youdao instantly perked up: "Though you’re quite unscrupulous, I believe with your maneuvering, the magazine will undoubtedly be a hit; we’re going to make a fortune! Kid, how much are you planning to sell each copy for? Let me start tallying the total~~"

"Free!" Wang Baoguang calmly replied.

"What? Free?! How are we supposed to eat then? The losses will be massive, no way." Cai Youdao shook his head repeatedly, feeling as though a piece of his heart was being torn away.

"Once we’ve established the distribution channels, are we still afraid of not making money?" Wang Baoguang scornfully glanced at Cai Youdao, "Old Cai, your outlook is too narrow. The printing cost of the magazine isn’t much at all, even if we distributed for free throughout the city, our losses would be minimal. But once the channels are ours, the possibilities for manipulation within will be abundant."

"Think about it, if our magazine reaches the point where everyone has a copy, and we later hold some big shot’s private matters… hehe, tell me, how much would those big shots be willing to pay to settle it?"

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Cai Youdao’s heart trembled, as though a new world’s door had been opened before him.

He looked at Baoguang with a complex expression: "You kid, you’re truly a damn talent~~"

"Hehe~~ Hardly~" Wang Baoguang set the tea cup down, his tone becoming increasingly invigorated, "I’m going to make those behind the rumor see that when it comes to gossip and rumors, they’re not even grandsons! Let them see who the real pros of gossip and rumors are!"

At this moment, he was exuding confidence and idealistic vigor all over, much like a general preparing to don armor and battle in the field.

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