Chapter 67 I Absolutely Adore This Author!

When it came to patents and intellectual property, Chen Jingyi was an absolute professional, completely in her element.

Even without her family connections at the Intellectual Property Office, having obtained Liu Wowo's identification documents through Huo Qitai was more than enough to file an objection against the [Wowo] trademark.

All joking aside, growing up in the prestigious courtyard compounds of the capital, Chen Jingyi was hardly the type of person to lose her head over a novel... and truly go to any lengths for a "stranger" named Huo Qitai, whom she had never even met in person.

As a matter of fact, she actually knew a thing or two about this Wowo Network.

Modeled after foreign group-buying websites, it had expanded rapidly starting from the capital, completed its first round of angel investment early in the year, and was now gearing up for its second funding round.

The business model was solid, and its scale was already leading the domestic market, making it a strong contender to claim the top spot among China's group-buying websites.

Naturally, many of the capital's young elites had taken notice of Wowo Network.

During a gathering not long ago, Chen Jingyi had heard that several influential heavyweights in her circle were planning to buy a stake in it.

However, Wowo Network's founding team was somewhat arrogant, composed of Tsinghua University alumni with a rather unrefined, grassroots style of operation.

Since they chose the capital as their main stronghold, it was only natural that their aggressive expansion tactics had offended quite a few people.

While they did have backers, those connections were simply not worth mentioning in Chen Jingyi's eyes.

"Since you called me Sister Jing, how could I just stand by and watch you get bullied? No matter what, I have to help you turn the tables and bully them back!"

Lying on her bed with a laptop glowing on her stomach, Chen Jingyi browsed the novel while talking on the phone, assigning people overnight to gather intelligence and arrange the tasks Huo Qitai had requested.

Soon enough, dossier after dossier detailing Huo Qitai and Wowo Network began pouring in.

She alternated between enjoying [Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation] and reviewing the incoming intelligence reports.

At first, everything seemed normal; Huo Qitai’s stellar performance after the national college entrance examination was impressive, but still within the realm of comprehension.

However, when she learned that Huo Qitai had single-handedly planned the entire "Peking University Top Student Lecture," including all the marketing strategies and the meticulously compiled and organized study notes—which were genuinely packed with valuable, high-yield insights—Chen Jingyi couldn't help clicking her tongue in amazement. This punk of a younger brother was truly extraordinary!

Then, another batch of reports arrived, originating from overseas.

Ignorance is bliss, but once she read them, Chen Jingyi was genuinely and profoundly shocked.

The New York Times!

The Wall Street Journal!

The Times!

The Washington Post!

Every single source of information was enough to shake Chen Jingyi to her core.

Any outstanding young talent in China in any field would practically beat down doors to announce it to the world and bring honor to their ancestors if they managed to get featured in just one of those media outlets.

Yet Huo Qitai had only just graduated from high school, and he was already receiving praise from so many authoritative foreign media outlets.

"Bitcoin? Rather interesting, indeed. But surely not enough to make foreign media fawn over him like this?"

Chen Jingyi suddenly felt that this punk's resume was far more thrilling than the novel he was writing!

"Hmm? The 55.com domain name transaction? So this is how the brat crossed paths with Wowo Network?

Wait! Not Wowo Network, but Liu Yi, that white-glove proxy.

The people behind him certainly have some muscle, but they're all confined to the Lingnan region. If they really dare to step foot in the capital, it's not his turn to run wild."

Savoring the details of Huo Qitai's experiences, Chen Jingyi could hardly believe that all of this had been accomplished by a student who had just finished his college entrance exams.

The brat was quite bold!

His methods were rather wild!

Yet his capabilities were equally formidable!

Thinking back to the "color-changing small umbrella" patent Huo Qitai had asked her to apply for, Chen Jingyi really couldn't help wondering: did he have even more hidden secrets waiting to be uncovered?

This was getting tricky!

She was starting to get a little obsessed!

Chen Jingyi patted her flushed little cheeks, shook her head, and closed all the data documents regarding Huo Qitai.

Then, with a bright smile, she immersed herself in savoring the one hundred thousand new words Huo Qitai had just sent her.

"How on earth is this punk's brain wired? The novel he writes is simply too captivating.

I need to post it right away; there are tens of thousands of people waiting to read it!"

Reading and uploading at the same time, she updated another one hundred thousand words of [Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation] on the literature website that very night.

Boom!

This time, the readers online plunged into absolute frenzy.

As any avid bookworm knew, being cut off right at the peak of excitement made one desperately want to hand a knife to the author and force them to write day and night without stopping.

Reading it as it was written, capturing every single word the moment it hit the page.

And so...

Readers who had been desperately begging for updates and suffering immensely just two days prior were suddenly bombarded with one hundred thousand words. To call it a thrill would be an understatement.

Immediately, the review section of [Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation] became incomparably lively.

Unlike the previous waves of comment-spamming demanding updates, the posts published by readers this time were entirely filled with deep gratitude toward the author, Mo Xiang Tong Xiu.

"Author Mo is an absolute angel of a conscience author! If they don't update, fine, but when they do, it's a hundred thousand words at once. Absolutely legendary!"

"The days I spent waiting for these hundred thousand words were completely worth it!"

"Author Mo is still the best, feeding us all at once unlike those other authors who give you four thousand words a day. Is that even enough to read for two minutes?"

"If every author updated like Author Mo, the word 'begging' would be permanently deleted from the dictionary."

The next day, in an antique-style guesthouse near Kaiyuan Temple in Quancheng City.

Liu Ruyu, accompanied by Vivian, happened to be traveling in Quancheng. Having spent the entire previous day exploring Kaiyuan Temple, they decided to stay at a nearby guesthouse because they were too exhausted to move.

Early in the morning, Vivian stretched her arms, sat up in bed, and opened her eyes only to be startled out of her wits.

There was Liu Ruyu, leaning against the headboard, staring at her phone with an expression as obsessed as if she had been possessed, tapping and reading non-stop.

"Hey! Mengmeng! Are you suffering from insomnia again?"

Vivian shook her head. "You can't go on like this! We're heading to Jinhe County today; you need to keep your energy up!"

"I want to sleep, too! But you know what, Vivian? The novel I've been following, [Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation], suddenly updated one hundred thousand words yesterday!

I am so in love with this author. Updating this much—it is just too good.

I'm a hardcore fan of [Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation]. Anyone who can write such a mesmerizing novel must be a delicate, deeply sensitive, and exceptionally talented female author."

Having stayed awake for the entire night, Liu Ruyu was overflowing with excitement. Reaching a particularly thrilling part, she desperately wanted to wake Vivian up just to share her joy.

Now that Vivian was finally awake, she naturally poured out a torrent of details about the plot.

"Vivian, you have to read this. It's truly amazing..."

Under Liu Ruyu's relentless recommendations, Vivian began brushing her teeth while browsing the novel on her phone.

Between brushes, she declared with absolute certainty, "Mengmeng, you're exaggerating. Isn't it just a martial arts novel? No matter how good it is, how good can it actually be?

Even Mr. Louis Cha's martial arts works taste like sawdust to me.

Let alone these amateur web novels trying to pass themselves off as the real deal? Just you wait while I read it, and then I'll tear it apart with a thorough critique..."