Chapter 1041: Onlookers Lu Mou

Publishing a newspaper was, after all, a major undertaking, not something Lu Yang could decide alone. Although he had already made arrangements for every step, he still needed Senior Sister Yunzhi's final approval.

"A newspaper? That's a great idea," Yunzhi said. After a moment's thought, she understood the importance of a newspaper as an excellent channel for enlightening the public and disseminating knowledge.

"Will Guan Shanhai need to use his imprinting ability? I can threaten him into doing it," Yunzhi asked, realizing Guan Shanhai's crucial role in newspaper production. In her impression, Guan Shanhai was a very stubborn prisoner who refused to confess no matter how he was interrogated.

"Guan Shanhai has already agreed to help."

Yunzhi nodded in surprise. "He's quite cooperative; that saves a lot of trouble."

"Have you thought of a name for the newspaper yet?"

"Considering this is the first time we're producing and distributing it, and we don't know how the public will react to the content, it shouldn't be published too frequently. How about we tentatively publish it once a month, and call it 'Immortal Cultivation Monthly'?" Lu Yang also planned to adjust the content promptly based on public feedback to meet their needs.

Yunzhi had no objections; her junior brother's naming skills had always been like this, so there was no need to be critical.

"Oh, by the way, Second Boss, can the newspaper be called 'Soybean Monthly'?" Yun Mengmeng suddenly remembered that she was not only the Third Boss of the Immortal lineage but also the Minister of Rites for the Soybean Dynasty, responsible for propaganda.

"Oh, that's a good name!" the Immortal Fairy exclaimed, clapping her hands in delight. This was an excellent opportunity to promote their Soybean Dynasty.

Seeing this, Lu Yang quickly put his hands into his sleeves and bowed. "Your Majesty has exerted yourself tirelessly for the prosperity of the dynasty; your humble servants are filled with admiration. However, the dynasty has only just been established. Since ancient times, aspiring powers have always had to bide their time and cultivate strength before raising an army for rebellion. Currently, the Soybean Dynasty has vacant official positions, a shortage of personnel, and insufficient troops. Extensively promoting the Soybean Dynasty now might be too hasty. This matter still requires thorough planning to await the opportune moment. I implore Your Majesty to reconsider!"

The Immortal Fairy was confused and didn't understand Lu Yang's meaning. "Then let's do as you, Xiao Yangzi, suggest."

Lu Yang was overjoyed and bowed again upon hearing this. "Your Majesty is wise."

Yunzhi, who was listening nearby, wanted to ask what position her junior brother held in the Soybean Dynasty. However, she worried that if she asked, the Immortal Senior would remember her and assign her a position as well. So, she temporarily set aside this doubt and instead inquired about the newspaper. "Junior brother, have you decided on the newspaper's content?"

On the way here, Lu Yang had already developed a general idea for the newspaper. "I heard that many people still don't even understand the cultivation levels. I thought the first issue could provide a detailed introduction to immortal cultivation knowledge, along with a few cultivation mantras. The common people most frequently encountered Qi Condensation stage cultivators. While they were aware of concepts like Foundation Establishment and and Golden Core stages, they didn't fully understand the power or differences at each realm. Since the goal was to tell cultivation stories, it was natural to first let the people understand the basic concepts of immortal cultivation. Then there are major events in the cultivation world, like the Battle of Xitian Temple not long ago. If there are any good stories, they can also be serialized in the newspaper..."

Lu Yang explained the functions of each section of the newspaper in detail. Yunzhi nodded frequently, realizing that her junior brother had given this matter considerable thought.

Yun Mengmeng also looked at Lu Yang with admiration. The Second Boss was indeed thoughtful; she couldn't have thought of so many things.

Afterward, Lu Yang sought out Senior Brother Ji Hongwen, the eldest disciple of the Third Elder. Senior Brother Ji Hongwen specialized in painting, and Lu Yang asked him to design the newspaper's layout. Ji Hongwen readily agreed.

"Oh, right, leave a gap in the middle of the newspaper," Lu Yang added a small request. "I'll use it to hit Junior Sister Tao." Anyway, it was the first edition, and no one else was asking him to hit them, so he might as well use it on his own people.

With the newspaper production process roughly smoothed out, Lu Yang's current challenge was how to describe the Battle of Xitian Temple fairly and objectively without revealing his identity.

A flash of inspiration struck Lu Yang, and he thought of a solution. "Right, the battle was so loud that everyone in Xitian City saw it unfold. I can describe it from the perspective of an eyewitness, essentially interviewing myself."

Lu Yang's thoughts flowed freely, and he quickly wrote a report on the Battle of Xitian Temple, with content also supplementing the other sections.

Afterward, he handed the original newspaper to Guan Shanhai. True to his reputation as a holder of the Imprinting Dao Fruit, Guan Shanhai copied millions of copies of the newspaper in the blink of an eye, even duplicating the voice-playing array, which significantly reduced production costs. With reduced production costs, the newspaper's price would drop, making it affordable for ordinary mortals. Lu Yang was publishing the newspaper not for profit, but for publicity.

The disciples of Wen Dao Sect used spatial channels to distribute the first issue of "Immortal Cultivation Monthly" throughout the Great Xia.

"...According to investigations, at the beginning of this Battle of Xitian Temple, there were two combatants: one was Commander Si Chen of Great Qian, and the identity of the other remained a mystery. From fragmented information, this paper speculates he was likely a mysterious ancient immortal who was reluctant to act. According to eyewitness Mr. Lu, the mysterious immortal originally intended to spare Commander Si Chen's life. However, upon seeing the mysterious immortal, Commander Si Chen's remarks were largely provocative, and he questioned the mysterious immortal's literacy, asking if the mysterious immortal could write. The mysterious immortal was compelled to act, and the two engaged in combat. The mysterious immortal's Daoist arts were heaven-reaching, and his sword path profound. Commander Si Chen was no match for him and was defeated in an instant. The mysterious immortal ordered him to kneel, which Commander Si Chen did, begging for his life. A clone of the Central Heavenly Emperor appeared. Without questioning right or wrong, he directly stated, 'Commander Si Chen was in the wrong,' hoping the mysterious immortal would spare Commander Si Chen's life. Subsequently, the Central Heavenly Emperor's clone believed that although the mysterious immortal was entangled by karma and couldn't exert his full power, he was still formidable, and the clone was unsure if he was a match. To fight the mysterious immortal, the Emperor's clone devoured Commander Si Chen, leaving Commander Si Chen's fate unknown and his whereabouts untraceable after the battle. During the battle between the mysterious immortal and the Emperor's clone, an explosion of unknown cause occurred. The scene was too chaotic to determine which side initiated the explosion. According to eyewitness Mr. Lu, the Emperor's clone was heard laughing loudly during the explosion, shouting words like 'self-destruct.' After the explosion, Xitian Temple was reduced to ruins, the Emperor's clone vanished, and the mysterious immortal departed gracefully. This paper's subsequent investigation revealed that Commander Si Chen had been lurking in Xitian Temple for over a century, hiding only near young monks. It remains unclear whether he has any unusual predilections."

Inside the Immortal Palace, the Central Heavenly Emperor, seated on his divine throne, read the newly acquired newspaper word for word. He trembled with rage, a fury he hadn't felt in a very long time. The Central Heavenly Emperor gritted his teeth, tearing the newspaper to shreds and slamming his hand on the immortal throne. His furious voice echoed through the Immortal Palace.

"Which bastard wrote this?!"