Chapter 73: The Editors and the Boss Are All Fans

"I wouldn't dare to offer corrections; the most I can give you are my personal thoughts after watching."

Cao Sheng did not refuse, because he who eats another's food is soft-mouthed; this meal today was paid for by these seniors, and he, Cao Sheng, didn't have to pay.

"Sure, sure! Then can I bring those manuscripts to find you tomorrow?"

The other party was very happy and immediately seized the opportunity.

Cao Sheng could only nod and agree.

In truth, he didn't take it to heart; he knew that as his fame grew, there would certainly be more and more people coming to him for advice on writing in the future.

If he took every one of them to heart, how could he have enough energy?

Returning to his residence that evening, he opened his computer, logged into his email, and Cao Sheng saw an email sent by Wang Jing.

"Cao Sheng, the signing process with Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House is complete, and the contract mailed back to you is already on its way. They need you to provide 150,000 words of the manuscript as soon as possible, and each subsequent volume will also require 150,000 words. Please send the manuscript to me as soon as you can, because they need time for proofreading and typesetting, and they also need to find someone to write a preface. If it's a preface, the person writing it might also need time to look at your manuscript. In short, please send the manuscript over as soon as possible. If the speed is fast, perhaps this book can be officially launched early next month. ——Wang Jing"

150,000 words per volume was what had been agreed upon in the contract he signed with Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House.

Therefore, after reading this email, Cao Sheng didn't say much; he immediately created a new document and imported the 150,000-word stockpile into it.

Then he sent this document to Wang Jing.

He also hoped that this book could be published and launched in the mainland as soon as possible.

This was related to his next step in his plan.

What plan?

Very simple! Once the simplified version was published and launched in the mainland, plus the traditional version published in Wanwan, almost all the rights he could currently sell for this book had been sold. Other rights like film and television adaptations or game adaptations had no hope of being sold within three to five years.

Under these circumstances, he intended to speed up the serialization of this book online.

There were many reasons.

For example: Xianxia novels easily run to two or three million words, or even four or five million. With such a long length, if he updated one chapter every two days, when on earth would this book finish serializing online? The first-mover advantage he had after his rebirth only lasted a few years; if he didn't hurry to finish serializing this book, how would he have time to occupy other genres?

For example: In his original timeline, from the first day he started writing web novels, he was bullied by the speed of those prolific "tentacle monsters." Contrasted against those monsters, he was labeled a "slow-hand" by readers for over a decade. Heaven knows how depressed he felt during those ten-plus years.

Therefore, he wanted his current peers to also taste the fear of being dominated by a "tentacle monster."

It didn't even need to be very fast; he only needed to update one chapter a day to make his current peers, who only updated once every ten days or half a month, feel like they couldn't catch up.

If he updated two chapters a day, it should be enough to leave an indelible psychological shadow on his current peers.

If he updated three chapters a day, how much fighting spirit would these peers have left?

Before, others were "rolling" him; now, he wanted to "roll" others.

Let people like Sanshao and Xuehong also taste the feeling of being "rolled" when they enter the industry.

With such thoughts swirling in his mind, Cao Sheng began his writing for the night.

Perhaps because the scene he imagined was too beautiful, his writing speed tonight seemed to have increased quite a bit, and the sound of his fingers hitting the keys was continuous.

And while Cao Sheng was immersed in his writing state, in an internet cafe in Shanghai, Wang Jing, who had been waiting in front of a computer for nearly three hours tonight, took off her headphones and sighed.

This afternoon, she had sent that email to Cao Sheng, urging him to send the 150,000 words of the first volume of *I Desire to Become an Immortal* as soon as possible.

In fact, the publishing house wasn't in such a rush.

It was she herself who couldn't wait to see the subsequent content of this book.

It just so happened that Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House sent an email saying they wanted Cao Sheng to send 150,000 words in the next few days, so she took the opportunity to urge him in her email to Cao Sheng.

Ever since she had read the few tens of thousands of words of the manuscript submitted to the publishing house, she had been waiting for the subsequent plot.

Recently, she had finally waited for the online serialization progress to exceed the chapters she had previously read, so she had been refreshing the webpage every day, hoping the book would update a chapter.

The feeling of chasing a book—only those who chase know what it's like.

When she was young and in love, the frequency with which she thought of her partner wasn't even as high as the frequency with which she thought of *I Desire to Become an Immortal* recently.

It was like having a cat scratching at her heart.

After she sent the email urging Cao Sheng to send the 150,000 words this afternoon, her anticipation for the subsequent plot of the book had already exploded.

While eating dinner, her mind was filled with thoughts: Will he send the manuscript to me tonight? He should check his email today, right?

The more she thought, the more her heart itched.

After dinner, she couldn't help but go to a small internet cafe near her residence, just to see the next few tens of thousands of words of the plot as soon as possible.

Having only been able to see one chapter updated every two days recently, she couldn't wait at the thought that she might be able to read several tens of thousands of words at once tonight.

But...

After arriving at the internet cafe, she checked her email every little while, but she didn't see any reply from Cao Sheng. Gradually, the anticipation in her heart turned into disappointment.

She thought she probably wouldn't be able to see those subsequent tens of thousands of words tonight.

Although she had no hope left in her heart, she was unwilling to go back just like that, so she found a downloaded movie on the internet cafe computer and started watching it.

She had just finished watching the movie, and after taking off her headphones, she boredly turned her head to look at the others in the internet cafe. Still feeling bored, she thought to herself: the men in this internet cafe aren't as talented as Cao Sheng, and they aren't as handsome as Cao Sheng either; how do they even have the face to be online here?

Then, she logged into her email again.

When she saw the email Cao Sheng had replied with, her eyes lit up instantly, and her waist straightened subconsciously.

She became excited again.

Soon, she saw the subsequent plot of the book, and in no time, her mind was drawn into the world of *I Desire to Become an Immortal*.

She forgot the passage of time.

When she finished reading the last chapter of these 150,000 words and looked at the blank document behind it, discovering there were no more words, she was stunned for several seconds before she came back to her senses.

Her thoughts returned to reality bit by bit.

She subconsciously glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the computer screen and realized that more than an hour had passed.

And in her mind, the thrill of the male lead, Chu Feng, breaking through three small realms in a short period of time still lingered.

For the early plot of this book, Cao Sheng wrote it according to the "leveling-up" style; the thrill of the protagonist constantly breaking through realms... Wang Jing felt it.

It was so thrilling it made her scalp tingle.

When had she ever read such a leveling-up work before?

When had she ever felt the stimulation and excitement brought by constant leveling up?

The next morning.

When Wang Jing arrived at the Banyan Tree office for work, she endured and endured, but still couldn't help showing off to everyone that she had seen the subsequent tens of thousands of words of *I Desire to Become an Immortal* last night.

She knew that her colleagues were all fans of this book and were all chasing the serialization.

None of her colleagues could resist the attraction of *I Desire to Become an Immortal*.

This brand-new genre, the highly imaginative world-building, cultivation levels, spells, flying swords... and so on, were simply poisonous to people like them who already loved reading; whoever read it became addicted.

As she expected, before she had even finished speaking, the gazes of her colleagues all looked over, and even the boss, Zhu Weilian, couldn't help but walk quickly out of his office.

"What? Wang Jing, what did you just say? You just said you saw the next few tens of thousands of words of *I Desire to Become an Immortal*? Where? Where is it?"

Once Zhu Weilian asked this, everyone looked over in surprise.

The boss was actually chasing this book too?