As things stood, the Eight Great Arenas were at least a success.
He quickly found Ao Guang, leader of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, and explained the booth seating, fruit platter, and Spiritual Wine plan.
"I'll arrange the booth seating when the time comes. There'll be Supreme Seats, followed by Gods and Devils Seats, Member Seats, and the most basic Side Booths."
"As for fruit platters and Spiritual Wine, your Dragon Palace has plenty of everything. You just need to supply them when the time comes."
"Of course, they don't need to be especially good. Anything that meets the standard will do. Quasi-Sage powerhouses gain nothing from eating such things anyway—they're only after the prestige."
As he spoke, a gleam gradually appeared in Ao Guang's eyes.
"Brilliant, brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"
"As expected of you, Fellow Daoist. This plan is truly perfect."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for giving our Dragon Race another means of making money. I noticed the Dragon Palace Dance Troupe before, and the results were remarkably good."
"I truly can't imagine how huge the sensation will be once the Dragon Palace Dance Troupe releases its JK Uniform version."
Li Yuan wore a confident smile. This was what they called a dimensionality-reduction strike from the entertainment industry.
The Primordial World had everything. Even immortality was merely the most basic thing.
Unfortunately, they had no idea how to enrich their spiritual lives.
Likewise, aside from cultivation and combat, they had no idea how to turn magical power into other forms of productivity.
"Alright, brother. Then we'll wait for you to supply the goods when the time comes."
"As for the profits, how about fifty-fifty?"
To his surprise, Ao Guang waved his hand and refused righteously.
"No. Seventy-thirty. The Dragon Race gets thirty, Fellow Daoist gets seventy."
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