Plans for a Trip to the Sun Moon Empire, Lin Bai's Way of Making Money!

At Lin Bai's words, Qian Renxue and Huo Yutong both turned scarlet in an instant.

The two girls lowered their heads and stamped their feet.

"Brother Xiao Bai, you can't say things like that! It's so embarrassing!"

"Exactly! How can you talk about our sizes in front of so many people? I'm not telling you!"

Looking at the two girls before him, who wanted nothing more than to bury their heads in the ground, Lin Bai cleared his throat and spoke with righteous indignation.

"What are you two little girls thinking about all day?"

"I wanted to pick out suitable Defensive Soul Tools for you, preferably close-fitting inner armor. I didn't have any other ideas!"

"Inner armor has to be worn close to the body, so naturally size is the most important thing. If it doesn't fit, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to wear?"

"Put that way, it's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

Hearing Lin Bai's high-sounding words, Qian Renxue and Huo Yutong raised their heads, half convinced.

Although they felt something was strange, what Brother Xiao Bai said seemed to make sense?

"Yutong and I are both more... Oh, you know!"

Lin Bai chuckled inwardly.

It seemed they had been eating well lately. Everyone was developing quickly.

Then he said to Qian Renxue and Huo Yutong,

"You two keep looking around here. I'll go get some money!"

"Then... Brother Xiao Bai, hurry back."

Qian Renxue spoke softly.

"Yutong and I will wait for you here."

Lin Bai then went alone to the trading company's book counter.

He made his way behind the counter with practiced ease and patted the owner on the shoulder from behind.

"Boss Huang, long time no see!"

"Oh, my heavens!"

The owner jumped three feet in fright, nearly sending the abacus in his hand flying.

The company was called the Four Seas Trading Company, and it had branches in major cities throughout the Douluo Continent and the Sun Moon Continent.

What the company principally sold was, in fact, books of every kind.

When the owner saw that the newcomer was Lin Bai, the terror on his face instantly turned to a smile. He hurriedly cupped his fists.

"So it's Teacher Awei's disciple. Do you have another manuscript?"

Teacher Awei?

At those words, everyone watching the sky screen pricked up their ears.

Could someone addressed so respectfully as a teacher be a hidden expert, or perhaps a scholar versed in theoretical knowledge?

In truth, however, the so-called Teacher Awei was Lin Bai himself.

Lin Bai, his younger sister Qian Renxue, and his childhood friend Huo Yutong had never gone without all sorts of medicines while cultivating.

Whether it was Whale Rubber and the herbs used alongside it to strengthen the body, or Mystic Water Pills and Soul Ascension Pills that were hard to buy even with ten thousand in gold, they had been popping them ever since they awakened their Martial Souls.

They also regularly ate plenty of medicinal meals made from Soul Beast meat, sinew, and bones, all of which were extremely expensive.

It could be said that the three of them were being raised entirely to the standards of a major sect's direct heirs.

But with such abundant cultivation resources, where did Lin Bai's money come from?

The answer was simple.

Writing novels!

But the novels Lin Bai wrote were not family-friendly stories like Journey to the West.

They were the kind of novels... all men understood.

In his previous life, he had read so widely that no horse remained in his mind.

Whether Lin Bai's works were Young Asan or Young Married Woman Xiaogang, Desert Storm or Crystal Love,

To the people of the Douluo Continent, they were all nothing short of a dimensionality-reduction strike.

As a result, Lin Bai's books sold extremely well throughout the Douluo Continent and even on the Sun Moon Continent.

The only issue was that Lin Bai had been just six years old at the time.

A six-year-old writing such things would naturally have aroused suspicion.

So Lin Bai had claimed that his teacher had written the books.

And that teacher's name was Teacher Awei.

Thanks to his serialized novels, Lin Bai had filled his pots and bowls to overflowing over the years.

Returning to the present, Lin Bai took a thick stack of manuscript pages from his storage Soul Tool Ring and handed it to the owner.

Then he said with a grin,

"Boss, I'll leave this manuscript with you, but it'll be the last time."

"The next time Teacher has me deliver a manuscript, it'll be in the Sun Moon Empire."

"The Sun Moon Empire?"

The owner took the manuscript in puzzlement.

"Why is Teacher Awei going there?"

"No need to ask so many questions."

Lin Bai smiled and waved a hand.

"Your company has branches in the Sun Moon Empire anyway. I'll still deliver manuscripts on schedule when the time comes."

"But how are things going with what I asked you to prepare?"

The owner nodded, turned around, and took a stored-value card and an envelope from beneath the counter, handing them to Lin Bai.

"Don't worry, it's all here."

"The card holds one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins in manuscript fees, and inside the envelope is a travel permit issued by the Star Luo Empire's authorities."

"Only with this permit can you pass through the blockade at the Ming Dou Mountain Range and enter the Sun Moon Empire."

Lin Bai took the card and envelope and nodded in satisfaction.

"Oh, right, could you ask him something for me?"

The owner rubbed his hands together and spoke with an ingratiating smile.

"The readers keep pressing our company to ask: when will Teacher Awei start his new book?"

"As for the new book, we'll talk about it when the time comes."

Lin Bai smiled faintly.

After all, once he went to the Sun Moon Empire, his days would no longer be so leisurely.

When everyone on the Douluo Continent watching the sky screen saw the manuscript Lin Bai handed the owner,

Many sharp-eyed people also noticed the words visible on the pages.

It seemed to be the ending of a novel called Zither God?

But after reading just two lines, their eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and they panted like oxen.

For a time, across the Douluo Continent,

Countless men watching the sky screen were red in the face and unable to sit still.

Some with less self-control even began bleeding from the nose on the spot.

"Public morals are declining! They're truly declining!"

"How can reading material like this be published openly? Isn't the Four Seas Trading Company afraid of being condemned?"

"People's hearts are no longer what they once were. The world ten thousand years from now is far too open!"

Countless prim and proper hypocrites beat their chests and stamped their feet in anguish.

Yet even as they cursed, their eyes remained glued to the manuscript on the sky screen, unwilling to miss a single word.

They could curse all they liked, but they still had to read it!

Meanwhile, in the Worship Hall of Spirit Hall,

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the words in the manuscript, his aged eyes wider than an ox's.

"Big brother, I don't think this boy is a good person!"

Qian Daoliu's face had also turned ashen. He gave a cold snort.

"I never imagined Xiao Xue's brother would be such a lecher."

"How could someone who writes books full of such filthy language be a good person?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded in wholehearted agreement, then hesitated.

"Big brother, that said... this book really is quite good!"