Chapter 205: The Late Realization
After the advertisement ended, the second round of the small window loop began.
Outside the live stream, countless cultivators fell into silence simultaneously.
“……Awkward.”
“Who came up with this ridiculous idea? It’s too outrageous.”
“But why is there this inexplicable sense of addiction?”
“Oh no, I want to watch it again.”
……
Little D Fragrant and Little Colorful Xia clearly didn’t expect the ad to create such an outrageous effect.
But awkwardness aside.
Both of them maintained their professionalism.
They immediately switched into live-stream sales mode, plastering on friendly smiles to launch the ad in their streams.
“Brothers, do you want to transform from a mediocre waste that everyone looks down on into a powerful cultivator admired by thousands, with beautiful women chasing after you?”
“Join the Demon Path Water Gate branch, and you too can have a chance~”
“Call for Little D Fragrant now, and you’ll have priority in admissions! Plus, there’s a chance to meet her offline.”
“Report Little Colorful Xia’s name, and she’ll prepare mysterious gifts for all the brothers~”
Both fairies exerted themselves in the live stream, continuously goading viewers to contact the Demon Path branch.
Amidst this, plenty of artistic performances were mixed in, including a commercial break featuring a clip of the Demon Lord Dragon King.
Though the content was simplistic, brainless, and cringe-worthy.
It had a certain addictive quality that made people unconsciously remember the ad’s content.
The first batch of phone inquiries had already bombarded Tang Yubbing’s office’s communication device.
At this moment, Tang Yubbing’s office was very busy.
Tang Yubbing, Yan Rouwan, and Shi Qingyan were all responsible for answering the endless inquiry hotlines, while Si Jingzhu and Master Yu Xia recorded the job applicants’ information.
Looking at the pile of applicant information that stacked up like a small mountain in just half an hour, Old Man Cheng couldn’t stop smiling.
“My lord! This time, we won’t be short on staff!”
Young Master Sang silently approached the stack of applicant information, casually flipping through it.
One flip, another toss.
Flip again, toss again.
Under Old Man Cheng’s stunned gaze, the pile of applicant info soon dwindled to just over thirty forms.
The rest had all been discarded by Young Master Sang into the trash bin.
“My lord, you can’t be serious…”
“The first wave of callers is mostly ecstatic and blind fans.”
Young Master Sang nonchalantly explained, “These people are all low-rent versions of Master Crystal; who would dare hire them as employees?”
“The real candidates that meet my standards are just these few. And even these will need to be filtered further during the interview.”
Seeing the heap of applications tossed into the trash, Old Man Cheng felt both pained and unable to speak, only able to mutter defensively:
“My lord, can’t we keep a few more? Our company is just getting started and is really in need of people. It wouldn’t hurt to slightly broaden the standards—”
“Wrong!” Young Master Sang suddenly turned around, looking earnestly at Old Man Cheng.
“It’s precisely because we’re just starting.”
“Only by preparing the corporate culture now can we ensure that the company maintains its vibrant vitality in the future.”
“It guarantees that our employees remain loyal and prevents a bunch of traitors like the subordinates of Master Yu Xia from emerging.”
“This is crucial!” Young Master Sang’s gaze was sharp.
Old Man Cheng trembled and dared not speak, merely nodding silently.
In truth, Young Master Sang knew.
This first batch of recruits would mostly be the curious onlookers, many acting on impulse. Most of them were incompatible with the essence of the Demon Path.
What kind of place is the Demon Path?
It was initially founded by Hua Jianglian, who was rejected by society, bringing together a group of hopeless individuals seeking warmth in numbers.
In other words, the cultivators in the Demon Path primarily didn’t need to worry about issues of loyalty.
Most of them had nowhere else to go and had ended up here for various reasons.
Here, they didn’t have to deal with sectarian bias, discrimination based on qualifications, or the treacheries of cliques.
As long as they worked, they would have food.
So the Demon Path never required its subordinates to pledge loyalty.
Yet, cultivators in the Demon Path rarely chose to betray it.
Now, bringing in a group of well-fed individuals who still have money to spare to tip internet fairy streamers into the Demon Path?
That’s just pure poison and pus.
There might not be immediate problems in the short term, but over time it would surely erode the company’s original atmosphere and order.
Young Master Sang didn’t want the Demon Path to become like other sects.
Nor did he want to return to that feeling he had when he was at the Water Moon Sect.
“However,” Old Man Cheng tidied up the trash can and couldn’t help but ask, “My lord, if you looked down on the people in the live stream from the start, why did you use them for advertising?”
“Don’t rush.”
Young Master Sang chuckled lightly: “This batch isn’t my ideal target group.”
“But soon, my ideal target group will appear.”
“Let the bullets fly for a while.”
Old Man Cheng was left in confusion, scratching his head in bewilderment.
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In the end, this live stream set the highest viewership record since the founding of the Canghong Pavilion.
The two live-streaming fairies went all out to promote this mysterious company, making the term “Demon Path” a hot topic throughout the cultivation world, topping the search charts, providing endless discussions over tea and meals.
“You guys, what exactly is this Demon Path company? Why is it so powerful?”
“I heard it’s from an eastern Demon Cultivator sect that recently stirred up a fuss. Someone in their sect achieved the Great Ascension and is about to be promoted to a holy land!”
“So impressive?! When did a Great Ascension appear in our cultivation world?”
“I don’t know; I heard it’s an old Demon Cultivator from ancient times who has somehow returned to life.”
“I heard the current sect leader is a remnant of that Demon Sect, biding their time for years only to step into Great Ascension now.”
While everyone was discussing this mysterious Demon Path, Little D Fragrant and Little Colorful Xia finished their live stream, exhausted, as they stepped out of the performance tent.
“Good job.” Xiao Cao immediately approached, a beaming smile on his face as he said to Little Colorful Xia, “The live stream went brilliantly! We broke the heat record!”
Little Colorful Xia could only force a tired smile.
“And now… Young Master Sang must be willing to cooperate with us long-term, right?”
“I’m going to tell Young Master Sang the good news right now.”
With that, Xiao Cao eagerly grabbed the communication device to dial Young Master Sang’s number.
But a moment later, his face suddenly turned strange.
“What’s wrong?”
“Uh… wait.” Cold sweat suddenly emerged on Xiao Cao’s forehead as he forced a smile, “It… it might be that Young Master Sang isn’t available right now. I’ll call again—”
Beep, beep.
Sorry, the number you dialed is currently not in the cultivation world.
“Let… let me try again…”
Beep, beep.
Sorry, the number you dialed is currently reading an adult novel.
“…Let me try again…”
Beep, beep.
Sorry, the number you dialed is a disconnected line.
Listening to the recordings on the phone, both Xiao Cao and Little Colorful Xia’s faces turned dark.
“We… we didn’t just get scammed, did we?”
