The Road to Becoming a Media Tycoon

"Don't think of yourselves as rats in the gutter. You can live openly and honorably."

Ye Xiu's final words ended there, and Qin Ming's eyes returned to reality.

"Make myself someone everyone looks up to, openly and honorably?"

Qin Ming slowly let out a long breath.

"Sir, perhaps I've already found the path."

Over the past few years, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion had truly undergone a complete rebirth.

The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion cultivators in Heyang City had completely cast aside their former image of gathering intelligence in the shadows, becoming interviewers who openly walked the streets and alleys instead.

They humbly and politely explained their origins, then gradually refined the information they provided each day according to feedback from all the cultivators in Heyang City, making it something everyone could accept.

"But there's ultimately a bottleneck to this approach."

Qin Ming looked at the data chart displayed on his terminal.

The chart looked excellent, with encouraging growth, yet at a glance, one could see its fluctuations—and the distinct line that had always stood between it and the total number of cultivators in Heyang City.

"To become the media tycoon Sir once spoke of, one who enters the Dao through influence and momentum, wouldn't we at least need every cultivator in Heyang City—no, throughout all of Yu Prefecture—to become our users?"

Qin Ming spread his palm toward the sunlight outside.

He had once again led the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion into renewed vitality. Compared to its unhealthy state in the past, this time, even its future shone brightly.

By all rights, he should have gone to visit Sir long ago.

Although Ye Xiu's whereabouts were a mystery year-round, for Qin Ming, who controlled the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion—the throat and tongue of information—finding an opportunity to approach him was by no means impossible