The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 222. Fan Meetup

Inside the mall, it’s not just about selling things; shops only occupy less than half of the space.

Everything from clothing to food, housing, and transportation can be found within the mall, along with casinos and gambling establishments, and even the Duck Tower that was moved from Yunshan City.

A large theater, auction house, and plaza were built in the center of the mall. Various entertainment promotional activities lure customers into impulsive spending, ensuring they arrive wealthy and leave penniless.

The plaza is currently hosting the Heavenly Sword Sect’s annual celebration. Fang Zhou originally planned to make it a sports event, but the sect decided to stick to traditional projects, with each sect holding martial arts competitions where friendship comes first, and the competition second.

Fang Zhou didn’t feel disappointed; the trade fair had already been successfully held, and the non-lucrative annual celebration was just an extra.

However, he did offer several suggestions, such as arranging medals and prizes, subdividing the competition content, and making it multi-project and multi-round for a better spectacle.

The Heavenly Sword Sect fully adopted Fang Zhou’s suggestions, believing the martial arts competitions would be just as exciting as a sports event.

Fang Zhou didn’t bring the Huluwa to watch the competition. Today, he had the identity of "Old Master Ji," and a book signing and handshake event awaited him.

The book signing event was arranged in the theater. When Fang Zhou and the Huluwa arrived, the theater was already packed with fans of "Old Master Ji" from all over. freewёbnoνel.com

Fang Zhou thought he would receive a star-like welcome, with screams and cries overwhelming him.

However, when he appeared, the entire venue fell silent. Numerous eyes with various emotions focused on him, but no one made a sound.

Fang Zhou nearly forgot about it; this era was not open. Even if these fans were crazy in private, they maintained their reserved demeanor in public, especially in crowded places.

Under the watchful eyes, Fang Zhou walked behind the signing desk, waved at the fans, and smiled, "Hello, everyone, I’m ’Old Master Ji.’

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere erupted, and fans couldn’t hold back, shouting "Old Master Ji’s" name and rushing forward.

They knew "Old Master Ji" was male, but didn’t expect such a handsome man.

It was like otakus discovering the artist of R18 books was actually a beautiful girl, causing excitement.

Fang Zhou finally felt the fans’ enthusiasm, but it almost overwhelmed him. Thankfully, he had already enlisted several disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect to help maintain order.

The book signing event was simple: buying a copy of his works would get the buyer a signature and handshake from "Old Master Ji." Buying a comic would not only get them a signature and handshake but also a hug from "Old Master Ji."

Comics sold for a hundred taels each were snatched up almost instantly. Every fan who traveled from afar to attend was a die-hard fan of "Old Master Ji," and die-hard fans are the most willing to spend money.

If the comics weren’t limited, they might have been snapped up entirely by a few wealthy fans.

Fang Zhou couldn’t sit any longer; each fan needed a signature, handshake, and hug, so he had to stand up to handle them.

Fortunately, all the fans were cultivators; their appearance couldn’t be too bad, and the proportion of beauties was exceptionally high, so no one lost out on the hugs.

Fang Zhou had practiced his signature for months for this event, and he could finally present it properly.

The first fan was a round-faced beauty, blushing with excitement, and she was incoherent while shaking hands and hugging Fang Zhou.

She was an avid fan; most were quite honest, but a few weren’t during the hugs.

For example, a tall beauty stealthily pinched Fang Zhou’s butt during the hug.

Fang Zhou was secretly annoyed and pinched back, resulting in a tie.

Not far away, Cheng Xing was helping maintain order, watching Fang Zhou hug female cultivators, evidently showing unhappy expressions.

But she didn’t dare to stop him, only muttering quietly to herself.

The book signing event lasted nearly all day before ending. All comics were sold out, and a portion of Old Master Ji’s works were sold, while the remaining ones would be sent to a nearby shop for sale.

Fang Zhou looked at the tired Huluwa who had been busy all day, took out an ivory membership card, and handed it to Hong Tang.

"This is your bonus. Take your sisters out shopping. Buy whatever you want, but don’t stay out too late. Remember to come back."

Fang Zhou was establishing a membership card system for Taobao Mall, which hadn’t been officially promoted yet. Currently, only a few people had the membership cards, each with a credit limit of thousands of taels.

Hong Tang hesitantly took the membership card. She hadn’t expected Fang Zhou to allow her and her sisters to leave.

Aren’t you afraid we’ll take the opportunity to run away?

Hong Tang didn’t ask this question, only muttering a quiet thank you.

The other Huluwa were thrilled; they had longed to go out and play.

Cheng Xing wanted to stay with Fang Zhou but knew he had theater work in the evening, so she was pulled away by her sisters.

Fang Zhou checked the time; the theater troupe should be arriving soon, and he needed to prepare for the stage play.

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Xiao Yan and Han Li hurried through Taobao Mall.

Night had already fallen, but the mall was still bustling. Large red lanterns and eternal light stones hung everywhere, illuminating the entire mall like daylight.

Even at night, the streets were crowded. Heavenly Sword Sect’s shuttle had run all day without stopping as cultivators from Yunshan City continued to arrive.

Xiao Yan and Han Li managed to reach Taobao Mall in the evening, but they had lost the desire to visit.

On their way from Iron Sword Mountain, they were attacked by the Demon Sect, who deployed a large force, seemingly intent on eliminating these two perpetual adversaries.

Xiao Yan and Han Li fought desperately to break through but couldn’t shake off the Demon Sect’s pursuit.

They had been fleeing for three days and nights, finally arriving at Taobao Mall today.

Though today’s event at Iron Sword Mountain wasn’t a full gathering of the Righteous Alliance, it was significant enough.

Xiao Yan and Han Li thought the Demon Sect would fear the alliance’s presence and refrain from attacking, but they were wrong. After entering the mall, the Demon Sect followed them closely.

After circling through the dense crowds several times, Xiao Yan and Han Li found themselves not only failing to shake off their pursuers but also being surrounded by them.

If a fight broke out here, Xiao Yan and Han Li doubted they could hold out until the alliance arrived, both nearly exhausted.

Before the alliance could arrive, they’d be killed by the Demon Sect, rendering any subsequent retaliation meaningless.

Though surrounded by cultivators, most were low-level unattached ones, offering no help.

As the encirclement tightened, more ill-intentioned individuals approached, and Han Li, weak and barely standing, leaned on Xiao Yan.

Anxious, Xiao Yan spotted a tall building nearby illuminated by four bright characters—Taobao Theater.