System's Super Sect Chapter 889 - 836: Immortal Daily, Fresh Off the Press! (6,000 Words)_3

The Immortal Daily has become utterly essential!

Bringing fitting changes to this world is equally vital!

By the third day, Chen Xie at last dispatched a Great Demon to bring the debut edition of the Immortal Daily. Truth be told, Weng Ping offered little guidance during the whole affair, except advising against placing the Immortal Sect recruitment news on the front page since the Immortal Daily must first build some momentum.

First build up the readership.

Only then will advertising power reach its peak!

"I've got the first Immortal Daily issue here." Weng Ping grabbed the Sound Transmission Stone and linked up with the anxiously waiting Chen Xie.

"Sect Leader, checked it out yet?"

Chen Xie awaited Weng Ping's verdict with bated breath.

He yearned to reshape this world and burned with eagerness for it. Yet everything hinged on the sect leader's nod, knowing full well that the sect leader's vision and insight dwarfed his own—like a disciple presenting a minor success to a revered master.

Anxiety gripped most of Chen Xie's heart.

Weng Ping flipped open the Immortal Daily, scanning it page after page without haste in his reply. After leafing through over a dozen pages, he shut it at last. "Solid content—straightforward, crisp, covering all the key recent happenings in the Red Domain. You've pulled it off well overall."

Chen Xie beamed with joy. "Hearing praise from the sect leader leaves me humbled."

"Hold off on the jitters; the Immortal Daily boasts strong points now, but flaws stand out glaringly too. In my view, it's not quite ready yet."

"Sect Leader, please guide me."

Chen Xie grew solemn in an instant.

He sensed it.

The real feedback was incoming.

Weng Ping leafed back a few pages and pointed out, "Start with printing scale—even aided by the Vortex Divine Artisan, flooding the whole Red Domain in one day is impossible, let alone seven, especially since you'd need literati drafting articles nonstop those days. Hiring millions outright? No chance."

"Those millions, I couldn't hire anyway." Chen Xie admitted sheepishly.

Weng Ping pressed on, "Shift your approach then; why bind it as a booklet? Skip binding time entirely—make the Immortal Daily one huge sheet instead. Print text front and back on that vast page. Short on paper? Shrink the font slightly. Labor drops massively this way."

"One single sheet!"

Chen Xie froze briefly.

Then he sank into profound contemplation.

Exactly—a lone sheet, straightforward, instantly readable upon grabbing, no binding fuss at all.

A true sect leader!

One phrase awakened him from slumber!

Why insist on booklets?

For a world-altering creation, why mimic books?

Chen Xie's excitement surged with each realization. "Sect Leader, you've opened my eyes—yes, a single sheet is far handier, superior! The old version ran a dozen or twenty pages; that binding time could churn out tons of your sheet style."

"Precisely, and a sheet lets big news shine with huge font, impossible to miss on pickup, signaling its weight right away. Lesser items squeeze into corners with tiny print, so readers grasp at a glance they're minor..."

Weng Ping shared every newspaper detail he recalled with Chen Xie, who peppered him with questions like a keen pupil. Weng Ping answered in depth, delving into layouts, content sections, ad spaces, and more. At the ad bits, Chen Xie gasped in wonder, wide-eyed like a kid from isolation.

Weng Ping laughed softly; Earth folk witnessing Vein Techniques or Meridian Gates here would gawk just like Chen Xie.

"That covers it—refine it now and rush out the updated Immortal Daily."

"Sect Leader, we'll nail it today—no doubt, new Immortal Daily by morning." Chen Xie pledged with thrill.

Stowing the Sound Transmission Stone, Chen Xie rallied his team to craft the fresh Immortal Daily. In just two hours, it was done. He promptly sent a Wing Race Great Demon to rush it to the Immortal Sect overnight.

Next morning early, Weng Ping got the revamped Immortal Daily.

It strayed a bit from Earth papers, but not by much.

Weng Ping wasted no time, commanding Chen Xie to mass-print at once, hawk as many Immortal Dailys as possible swiftly, and gear up for issue two right away. Naturally, issue two would spotlight the Immortal Sect recruitment ad.

Chen Xie relayed orders instantly to contacts in over twenty cities, kicking off bulk Immortal Daily production and erecting special Immortal Daily stalls.

A signboard loomed at each entrance!

Grasp world events from home!

During breakfast, Weng Ping clutched it while reading; nearby Elders and disciples clustered close, eyes glued curiously to the Immortal Daily in his grip.

"Sect Leader, what's that?"

Long Yue inquired.

Weng Ping passed the paper over. "Keeps you posted on world happenings without stepping out."

Long Yue snatched it fast, eyes locking on the boldest section of the Immortal Daily. "Ghost Calendar year 1347, July 24—in Red Domain Supreme City, Five-star Giant Influence Xuan Court Pavilion, Yin Yang Family, and Nine-tailed Race ignited a massive clash. Xuanting Pavilion's Pavilion Master Yun Shui slew six Earth Unrestricted Middle Realm Demon Gods mid-air in succession, then gravely wounded Nine-tailed Race's current Clan Leader plus Yin Yang Family Elders Nai Hun and Nai Qing. Sadly, Nine-tailed Race snatched back their Divine Son, foiling the Red Domain's three giant powers' scheme..."