I Studied Abroad in the Modern Times-Chapter 193Book 2: : Master Yuan, the Publicity Genius

“And those people from Qianhe Sect joined Jiushan halfway through. They had no foundation in the sect, and the most advanced of them was only at Foundation Establishment.”

“Now that those people are honored in the Hall of Esteemed Sages, it naturally gives hope to the disciples with no connections and average aptitude.”

“These two—you chose them extremely well.”

Even Senior Sister Zhang nodded slightly at that.

The look she gave Zheng Fa carried a hint of astonishment—as if she hadn’t considered this before and was now a little impressed by Zheng Fa’s foresight.

Zheng Fa was surprised too…

He had picked those two because they truly had made the greatest contribution to the current Jiushan Sect.

The Talisman Imprint wasn’t just a money-making tool—if not for it, they might not have been able to hold off the Great Freedom Demonic Sect. That invention had literally saved Jiushan’s life.

As for Qianhe Grain, it was now something nearly every Jiushan disciple ate—it required very little merit but was incredibly helpful for cultivating the Thunder Body Technique.

It was a perfect match for the Jiushan Realm.

He spoke honestly: “It was really just a lucky move. To be honest… I’m not good at being a sect master. So I still need help from you, Senior Sister and Martial Uncle.”

In front of him was a desk piled high with jade slips and paperwork.

Since taking on the sect master position, his workload had only increased—

Internal affairs of Jiushan Sect.

Matters on Letu Island.

And the mortal realm.

Right now, the Nine Islands of the Heavenly Palace were just starting up. Big or small, everything needed Zheng Fa’s decision.

As for the mortal realm, people like Little Qing didn’t have anything major going on yet—they were still starting out. For now, as long as they focused on farming and learning, it was fine.

Still, Zheng Fa couldn’t fully let go. He had to check in from time to time.

You could say he was probably the busiest sect master since Jiushan Sect was founded.

Senior Sister Zhang and Martial Uncle Pang were just as busy. There was so much going on in Jiushan Realm that they had also been helping Zheng Fa deal with the endless affairs.

“Well, that’s still better than some sect masters who just sit around and do nothing!”

Martial Uncle Pang cast a sideways glance at Old Yuan.

The old man looked like he was there for fun, hands clasped behind his back, casually wandering around the hall. While the other three were hard at work, he loved to stick his head over and peek.

They were already swamped.

Add in a completely useless old geezer strutting around smugly in front of you?

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Who could tolerate that?

Zheng Fa couldn’t either!

“Master, didn’t you say you were going to advance to Soul Formation?”

“No rush! Still a few hurdles. Let me reflect on it some more!”

Old Yuan waved his hand and said to the group: “Eh? Don’t mind me! Busy! I just love watching you all busy!”

“……”

Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang exchanged glances and nodded at each other.

“Master, I’m planning to establish the position of Grand Elder…”

“Ahem! I just had a sudden insight. Time to go into seclusion…”

Old Yuan turned to leave.

“Master, only you can help me with this…”

“Not helping!”

“Ahem, I’m the sect master!”

“……”

Old Yuan froze, staring blankly at Zheng Fa.

He turned to see Senior Sister Zhang and Martial Uncle Pang circling behind him, blocking the hall doors.

It was obvious that the three had already planned this out.

“…Junior Brother?”

He looked to Martial Uncle Pang, who flashed a dazzling smile: “Senior Brother, I follow the sect master’s orders.”

“……”

Old Yuan crouched in front of Zheng Fa’s desk, muttering stuff like “out of sight, out of mind,” “turncoats,” “rebels,” and whatnot.

Zheng Fa didn’t intend to trap him on purpose…

Mainly, the old man was clearly nervous about something going wrong during Soul Formation and was hesitant about going into seclusion. It didn’t look like he had any urgent breakthroughs anytime soon.

Besides, Zheng Fa did have a major task for him.

Zheng Fa pulled out a few message talismans from the low table.

Some were sent by the Seventh Young Master from the Hundred Immortals Alliance.

Others came through Han Lao via Yan Wushuang.

The Seventh Young Master seemed to be valued highly in the Hundred Immortals Alliance now and had access to a lot of information—though naturally, he only dared to share the less sensitive stuff.

Even so, it was enough to give Zheng Fa deeper insight into the conflict between the Hundred Immortals Alliance and the Great Freedom Demonic Sect.

Yan Wushuang’s letters provided a broader perspective.

For example, he mentioned that an old generation Dao Child from the Supreme Dao seemed to have come out of seclusion, probably to deal with the Great Freedom Demonic Sect.

He also referenced movements from other major sects.

Zheng Fa handed the relatively non-confidential message talismans to Old Yuan.

“Master, Martial Uncle Pang and Martial Uncle Huang will serve as the Grand Elders of Jiushan Sect from now on.”

Seeing how serious he was,

Old Yuan nodded and finally dropped the joking.

“What are these?”

Old Yuan shook the message talismans in his hand and asked.

Zheng Fa turned to Martial Uncle Pang and said:

“Martial Uncle Pang, the laboratory will be under your charge from now on. Do you have any objections?”

Zheng Fa’s reasoning was simple. First, Pang’s Void-Seeking Spirit Eyes were ideal for experiments.

Second, he was good at surveillance.

The laboratory was one of the most important places in Jiushan Realm, and Zheng Fa needed people like Martial Uncle Pang to oversee it and help keep things confidential.

Martial Uncle Pang paused, then nodded and asked, “What about the Disciplinary Hall?”

“Huang Shishu.”

Martial Uncle Pang blinked—he actually felt that person was indeed more suitable than himself—aside from Zhang Wuyi, that woman didn’t give face to anyone.

“What about your master then?”

Old Yuan frantically waved his hands, “I don’t know how to do anything!”

“Master, I’ve got a department for public outreach, I need you to head it.”

“Public outreach?”

“Mm.” Zheng Fa said softly, “To change the customs of Jiushan Realm, we need guidance. These pieces of intelligence aren’t classified—we can allow disciples and even mortals to know them.”

“You mean… the Grand Illusory Formation of Heaven and Earth in the Thatched Hut?”

Old Yuan looked at the message talismans in his hand, suddenly seeming to understand.

“Yes.”

“How should we do it?”

“Every ten days, or every month, we publish a bulletin.”

“A bulletin? Be specific,” Old Yuan asked with curiosity. He already enjoyed tinkering with the Thatched Hut Formation, and now found Zheng Fa’s idea quite interesting.

“The first section would talk about changes within Jiushan Realm.”

“For example, what we’re planning to do, or new rules that have been established.”

Old Yuan nodded and smiled: “That’s pretty clever—it could reduce a lot of misunderstandings.”

Zheng Fa was a little surprised.

His master was sharp!

That really was one of the biggest benefits—just as he said, it would clear up many misconceptions among lower-level disciples.

“And then we talk about newly emerging things, like Qianhe Grain.”

“Oh, so we’re continuing to promote Zhenren Qian and the others.”

Old Yuan now seemed to fully grasp what the word “publicity” meant.

“The third section would be about this.”

Zheng Fa pointed to the message talismans in front of him.

“You mean, letting everyone know what’s happening outside?”

“Exactly. The updates from Zhao Jingfan cover the nearby regions—more detailed, and more relevant to us.”

“What Yan Wushuang sends concerns major affairs in the Xuanyi Realm.”

“Put them together, and our people will gain a broader understanding of the Xuanyi Realm.”

Even though they lived in seclusion within Jiushan Realm, Zheng Fa had no intention of turning it into an isolated nation.

He didn’t want the people of Jiushan to be completely ignorant of the outside world either.

That would benefit neither Jiushan Sect nor its disciples.

“Master, you’ll be in charge of this first. Later on, once we’ve trained disciples skilled in talisman formations, we’ll pass the job along.”

Old Yuan flipped through the message talismans, seeming to find inspiration, and nodded repeatedly. This time, he didn’t decline.

“Master, do you want me to draft the first issue so you can take a look?”

Instead, it was Zheng Fa who was feeling uncertain.

But Old Yuan waved his hand, looking at him with an expression like “do you seriously doubt me?”

“I get it!”

“Ah?”

“‘Sect Master Zheng has far-reaching foresight;Jiushan Sect thrives with prosperity. The Xuanyi Realm is engulfed in war, the great immortal sects are mired in misery!’”

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Wait—he really gets it?!

You’re in the wrong profession, aren’t you?!