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... f consideration, Ye Chen decided on the launch plan for the Immortal Net Weibo.

In the past, Weibo launched by inviting celebrities to settle in, which involved spending money and asking for favors.

However, inviting powerful cultivators to settle in the Immortal Net Weibo was much easier.

Currently, ninety percent of the Nascent Soul Realm experts in the Great Yan Province depended on the Heavenly Origin Sacred Land’s Immortal Net Cloud Classroom for their livelihood.

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