The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace also had the Immortal Palace Monthly, but its sales had never come close to the Cultivation Monthly. The Moon Chasing True Person figured that if Lu Yang married into their palace, the Immortal Palace Monthly would surely sell like hotcakes.
The Immortal Palace was full of talented people, but it had always lacked cultivators as quick-witted as Lu Yang.
Still, that was only wishful thinking. The Moon Chasing True Person figured that with Lu Yang's abilities, even if he married into the Immortal Palace, he would stir things up until the palace became part of the Ask Dao Sect.
Who would want to join the sect of that blockhead Guiyuan? It'd be beneath them.
"Old Meng, I've got good news!" As soon as Lu Yang finished dealing with the newspaper, he went to share the good news with Meng Jingzhou.
Meng Jingzhou was bare-chested, practicing his boxing with his Dharma Idol. After completing a set, he was panting heavily and drenched in sweat. Lu Yang stared at him, stunned.
"What the—You're practicing without clothes in broad daylight?"
Lu Yang remembered that Young Master Meng used to be quite particular about his appearance. How had he ended up like this? The world was declining, morals were crumbling. He was ashamed to associate with him.
"It's just that I sweat too much when I practice, and wearing clothes is really uncomfortable. Besides, my Dharma Idol's fully dressed, so what's wrong with me going bare-chested?" Meng Jingzhou pointed at the neatly dressed Dharma Idol above his head and declared, full of justification.
"Go on, then. What kind of good news could you possibly have for me?" Meng Jingzhou watched Lu Yang warily. In his experience, the good things Lu Yang mentioned weren't necessarily good at all.
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