Thief of Sanjie Chapter 82

Evening.

Jiangbei City.

“What! You’re saying you want me to debut?”

Xu Yuan asked in surprise.

“Yes, Student Xu, although you are only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, you have great potential to be a star—I can’t be mistaken about this.”

The man opposite him said.

At this moment.

The two were sitting in the High School Third Year Talisman Teacher’s office at Jiangbei City No. 5 High School.

Their exchange and discussion had ended.

School was out.

All the teachers had left, only the Homeroom Teacher Liu Mingdao rushed into the office from the corridor with a certificate.

“Xu Yuan,” Liu Mingdao said with a smile, “both the company and the appointed personnel have verified it, so you can talk with peace of mind. If you have any questions, come ask me.”

With that, he placed the certificate on the table, turned and left the office, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

A star student emerged from his class!

If it were true, it would be extremely beneficial to his teaching career in the future.

Generally speaking.

Only those at the Golden Core stage had a chance to debut.

Foundation Establishment was impossible.

Unless one was exceptionally outstanding, it might be possible to debut at the Qi Refining stage.

After all, cultivation was like a chasm.

Every level was a gate, and no one knew where they might get stuck, unable to advance further, and regretting it for life.

So, recommending low-level cultivators to enter the Dao was like gambling.

Star companies had to invest money, resources, effort, and connections to elevate a star.

But if a low-level cultivator got stuck at Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment, it was over.

All efforts wasted!

This was a huge gamble!

But when it happened to Xu Yuan, it became perfectly rational.

Because his skill had reached the level of “Imagery/Manifested Concept”.

Only through imagery could one “Soar to the Sky (lit. Ascend to the Green Cloud)”!

He only hoped Xu Yuan could seize this precious opportunity!

In the office.

The conversation continued.

“Student Xu Yuan, do you know anything about the entertainment industry?”

The man said, placing a business card on the table in front of Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan glanced at it.

Zhai Qingya.

Tianque Entertainment Company, Agent.

“Not really, I’ve only heard that some people are signed but never get a chance to be in the spotlight.”

Xu Yuan said.

“Is that so?” Zhai Qingya asked, surprised.

“I heard some companies sign new people and then just leave them aside, forcing them to pay breach of contract fees to make a profit—I think there are such companies.” Xu Yuan said uncertainly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn’t help but pat his head.

That was in his previous life!

In this world, stars were all great cultivators.

Who would dare?

“Not necessarily,” Zhai Qingya laughed, “joining the entertainment industry is first and foremost a recognition from human society, then the initiative is in your hands, the company just serves you and earns a small commission on the side.”

Xu Yuan was a little surprised.

These words were spoken so grandly!

“Recognition from the entire human civilization!”

Although appearing in public and bearing various important responsibilities in the world was indeed a form of recognition.

But who would dare say it was recognition from the entire human society?

Unless you were the Emperor of the Empire.

Tsk tsk.

I don’t like getting involved with boasting companies.

Then Zhai Qingya placed a contract next to the business card.

Contracts.

Xu Yuan was actually quite familiar with them.

In his previous life.

As a world champion in multiple competitions, he signed countless contracts.

He might not have eaten pork, but he had seen a pig walking.

But in this life, he wanted to hide some things and not be completely exposed to the public.

Moreover, the other party’s words were a bit empty and grand.

With this thought.

Xu Yuan was about to refuse immediately.

Suddenly.

He felt something move in his waist bag.

—It was that shrine.

He had almost forgotten about it.

It was said that his identity was not worthy of it at all.

So why was it moving?

Xu Yuan recalled the god-like man and weighed things repeatedly in his heart, then suddenly said, “I…”

Before the three words “I refuse” could be uttered, the shrine cracked open a seam.

Xu Yuan actually felt its emotions.

It was unhappy!

Tsk.

It was the first time he’d seen something that would crack open by itself just because it was unhappy.

A thought was transmitted into Xu Yuan’s mind: “If you refuse, I will shatter.”

Shatter—

That would mean it was gone.

This thing actually had its own thoughts!

—It was seeking death!

Xu Yuan recalled the last words of that divine being: “Here, take this too, though I don’t think you’ll need it, because you probably won’t live until then—”

Conversely—

He needed to “live until then.”

Then this shrine would be useful.

The divine being granted him the true power of the Three Realms, which was trustworthy.

His “Individual competition” was obtained from him.

Perhaps it would be worth the price?

Xu Yuan also had a characteristic when playing games.

Any unknown item, once obtained, would not be easily discarded or sold unless its purpose was understood.

Why not try?

Xu Yuan picked up the contract and read it carefully, surprised, “So generous?”

Zhai Qingya smiled, “Because your realm is still too low, you need to make money, you need resources for cultivation.”

“The company eagerly hopes your realm is as high as possible.”

“In terms of money, helping you is helping the company—and besides, it’s not much money, supporting you is not difficult.”

“I see—thank you for your kindness, allow me to consider it.” Xu Yuan said.

“Of course,” Zhai Qingya nodded, “you are still underage, so you need to discuss this with your family and get their support.”

“What exactly do I do after debuting?” Xu Yuan asked.

“Initially, you just need to do some live streams, showcasing your cultivation and daily life.”

“If your popularity grows, the company will find ways to help you secure endorsements and advertisements.”

“There will also be variety shows, commercial performances, public welfare and charity events, and so on.”

“Top stars will promote various big brands, explore ruins, give lectures, and can also take on jobs like movies.”

“Of course, the most important thing is to participate in battle and fight against demons.”

Zhai Qingya spoke fluently.

Xu Yuan listened, calculating.

Zhao Afei could learn alchemy because of his family’s ancestral alchemy furnace and vast family resources.

Jiang Xueyao goes without saying.

Even Yang Xiaobing’s study of talismans and spiritual plants was due to her parents enrolling her in classes from a young age, picking her up and dropping her off daily, and learning from talisman masters and spiritual planters for so many years to reach her current level.

She truly had talent.

But without a teacher, without a large number of talismans to practice, without seeds to cultivate, even a genius like you wouldn’t be able to progress!

Xu Yuan’s family had fallen into decline.

Over the years, Xu Yuan had no sufficient connections, financial resources, or even the support and help of his parents.

So he could only cultivate physical techniques and swordsmanship.

He practiced physical techniques by himself!

As for swordsmanship, the school had publicly available swords.

It was truly a tale of bitter tears.

But there was no other way.

The real world was very realistic.

He truly needed money. “In such a hurry, of course you can’t decide.”

“I’ll visit again tomorrow afternoon, looking forward to your good news.”

“Alright, thank you, Mr. Zhai.” Xu Yuan said.

“Hmm, farewell.”

“Farewell.”

Zhai Qingya shook his hand and quickly left.

Only Xu Yuan remained, sitting in the Talisman classroom, carefully weighing the pros and cons.

After a long while.

He suddenly jumped up, cried out “Oh no!” and rushed out of the office.

It was already after 6 PM.

He needed to deliver food to his mother!

About twenty minutes later.

Hospital, ward.

“This company of yours is called Tianque. It seems to be a rather powerful entertainment company. It already existed when we were in school,” Zhao Shulan said.

“It has a long history,” Xu Yuan commented.

“This is a good thing!” Zhao Shulan scrutinized her son, “It’s all thanks to you looking like your mother; you passed the image barrier, which is why a talent scout noticed you at first glance.”

“—” Xu Yuan.

What more could I say?

Zhao Shulan became happy and said eagerly, “Ask the school to help you look over the contract, then sign it, and you can wait for them to arrange activities for you.”

“I need the school’s help?” Xu Yuan asked in surprise.

“Certainly,” Zhao Shulan said as a matter of course, “schools have corresponding legal counsel to help you check, there’s absolutely no problem.”

“Mom, you support my debut?” Xu Yuan asked.

“No problem! Mom supports you in creating wealth with your own hands!”

“Xiaoyuan, you think about it. You can bring them here to see me, and I’ll sign it,” Zhao Shulan said.

Xu Yuan rested his chin on his hand, feeling a bit perplexed.

In his previous life.

He wanted to enter the e-sports industry, and his family caused a huge uproar, disagreeing vehemently.

Even today.

He still remembered that distant afternoon when his parents took him to an e-sports club to cure his internet addiction.

Back then, many e-sports clubs offered such services.

They aimed to give those self-proclaimed geniuses a small setback, to let them know their true capabilities, and then willingly return to their studies.

But after he went, he broke five test records at the club.

He defeated five people in one-on-one combat.

This gave the club a small shock.

But the outcome was not good.

His family still disapproved of him entering this industry.

More than a year passed like this.

It wasn’t until he went to university and left home that he had the opportunity to do what he wanted.

It was like a world away.

No.

It truly was a world away.

“Then I agree,” Xu Yuan said.

This was a good thing.

If he truly could become popular—

No, even if he couldn’t become popular, as long as he had more job opportunities and received remuneration.

Then his cultivation resources would be greatly supplemented.

Perhaps he could even transfer Zhao Shulan to a better hospital for better treatment and nursing care.

These were all overt financial gains that wouldn’t arouse suspicion.

It was settled then.

Xu Yuan chatted with Zhao Shulan for a while longer, then cleared the dishes and left the hospital.

He returned home.

Changed his shoes, washed his hands, and boiled water.

He took a drink from the refrigerator.

Then he opened his schoolbag and laid out all nine subject review books on the table.

He then checked if the array disk on the main door was activated.

He checked the array disk in the living room as well.

Only then did he reach into his pocket, felt around, and pulled out a blank note.

—A blank historical branch!

This was the moment of harvest.

He needed to use it for an extremely crucial matter.

To complete the “Art of summoning the underworld spirits (lit. Azure Sky Draws Yellow Springs Technique)”.

Or, to complete “Night Rain”.

The former was the foundation for self-preservation.

The latter was the root of combat.

Then self-preservation first!

—How should this branch be written?

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and wrote: “At a certain point in the past, I once heard about the latter half of the ‘Art of summoning the underworld spirits (lit. Azure Sky Draws Yellow Springs Technique)’.”

As soon as he finished writing.

The words disappeared.

Two faint glowing small print suddenly appeared on the note: “Impossible.”

“Please rethink and rewrite a branch that ‘will not affect past history’.”