I run a casino in the immortal realm.

"Finally, the distribution network."

Zheng Yifei crossed his arms, his gaze sharp and penetrating, causing the Foundation Establishment disciples present to involuntarily straighten their backs.

"The newspaper has been printed, but how did it get into the hands of over a billion independent cultivators?"

"Relying on you few Foundation Establishment stage cultivators to distribute goods all over the streets? Even if you exhaust yourselves to the point of dantian shattering, you still won't be able to finish distributing goods in one market!"

Zheng Yifei turned around and wrote the words "newsboy" and "subscription" heavily on the blackboard.

"When you arrive in your jurisdiction, don't go looking for those high and mighty cultivators. Go to the shantytowns, go to the poorest slums! Go to those helpless mortals, orphans, little beggars, or rogue cultivators at the first level of Qi Refining who can't even afford to eat."

Give them food and let them become our Information Department's "newsboys."

Zheng Yifei's voice was cold and clear: "The base salary can be reduced to an extremely low level, or even none at all, but as long as they sell a newspaper, they will receive a commission of one spirit coin."

Do you know how desperate the bottom of the cultivation world is?

For that one spirit coin, for the sake of buying half a black bread bun to survive, they would roam like mad dogs through every corner of the market, regardless of wind or rain, stuffing newspapers into the hands of every passerby!

This is the world's cheapest, most efficient, and most vibrant distribution network!

You could hear a pin drop in the hall.

These inner disciples, who had enjoyed the resources provided by the sect since childhood, were facing such a bloody yet incredibly precise human calculation for the first time.

"As for those Foundation Establishment families and big shop owners, they are proud of their status and disdain competing with independent cultivators on the street to buy newspapers."

Zheng Yifei tapped the word "Subscription" on his finger: "For them, we're launching the 'Premium Subscription' service. One hundred spirit coins for a month, one thousand spirit coins for a year. Collect the money in advance, and a dedicated person will deliver the newspaper to their door every morning."

This is called locking in high-end users and recovering funds early! With this advance payment, even if you lose money initially, you can still expand your operations!

This was just the first day of the shock education.

For the next three months, Zheng Yifei locked these fifteen elite general affairs officers in Tingfeng Pavilion and subjected them to a systematic training program that could be described as devilish.

In the first stage, he systematically explained news gathering and personnel recruitment and management.

He taught these traditional monks how to build a network of informants, how to identify fake news, and even personally taught them how to write irresistible "viral headlines."

"Don't write 'A second-tier demonic beast, the Crimson Flame Wolf, appears in the southern district of Qingyun Sect,' write 'Shocking! A Crimson Flame Wolf appears in the southern district late at night, and three rogue cultivators die tragically, all because they didn't do this...'"

Got it? We need to create suspense, create panic, create anxiety! The more anxious the followers are, the better our newspaper will sell!

At the same time, he established an extremely strict royalty grading system and penalty mechanism.

Informants must provide clues that are cross-verified. Once someone is found to be spreading rumors to cheat for royalties, the Inspectorate will be mobilized to strip them of their cultivation and display their image at the entrance of the market.

With a combination of force and incentives, they have forged the information network into an impenetrable fortress.

In the second phase, Zheng Yifei focused on explaining the connection between GG and GG.

He divided his fifteen disciples into pairs, having them take turns playing the roles of shop owners and press clerks, and put them through intense rhetoric drills.

What if my boss thinks it's too expensive and refuses to pay for sex?

Zheng Yifei stood in the center of the hall and personally demonstrated: "Don't beg him! You should tell him: 'Boss Wang, it's okay if you don't want to do it, but I heard that Li's Magical Artifact Shop across the street has already booked the front page position for tomorrow. At that time, all the independent cultivators in the market will go to him to buy flying swords, and the stock in your shop will probably only be left to rust.'"

Remember, don't sell GG (Google's game), sell "competitive anxiety"!

"Initially, we can give them a free three-day trial so they can experience the benefits of a booming customer flow."

Once they get used to this poisonous flow of energy, on the fourth day, the GG fee will double! Even if they grit their teeth, they'll have to obediently hand over their spirit stones!

The third stage involves the practical application of newspaper distribution and subscription.

How to divide the newspaper vendors' areas to avoid infighting and fighting?

How to negotiate with local bullies?

Zheng Yifei's proposed solution was simple and brutal: if they encountered local bullies collecting protection money, those who obeyed would receive 10% of the profits and be made security captains for the newspaper boys.

Those who disobey, you're all at the Foundation Establishment stage, just draw your swords and kill their leader, hang his head on the street!

The Information Department is backed by the Qingyun Sect Master. Anyone who dares to block their path to wealth is committing treason!

Three months of training completely transformed these fifteen disciples.

Their once clear and innocent eyes now gleamed with the greedy light of capital and power. They were no longer just cultivators who only knew how to meditate and breathe, but were "commercial wolves" about to be unleashed upon the entire Qingyun Sect by Zheng Yifei.

In his spare time between classes, Zheng Yifei was not idle either.

The most crucial element in running a newspaper is not people, but printing.

Currently, the printing of books in the cultivation world relies either on cultivators using spiritual power to reproduce them, or on low-level disciples copying them by hand. The efficiency is outrageously low, and the cost is also very high.

If five million newspapers were to be printed in a day, even if the entire sect worked without eating or drinking, they still wouldn't be able to finish copying them all using such primitive methods.

Zheng Yifei went directly to the Weapon Peak and found Xu Jian, a weapon-refining genius, who was frantically carving a transfer mechanism array plate.

Xu Jian now sees Zheng Yifei as if he's seen a god of wealth.

"Chief Inspector Zheng, what brings you here today? Is the transit plane requesting additional orders?"

Xu Jian rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles.

"Put the transfer machine aside for now. I have a new gadget that can make a lot of money, and I need your help."

Zheng Yifei walked into Xu Jian's messy weapon-refining workshop, casually grabbed a huge blank sheet of spiritual paper from the table, picked up a charcoal pencil, and quickly began to sketch on it.

"I want you to build a huge machine, a large automated printing press."

Zheng Yifei explained the principles as he drew.

This world has no electricity, but the puppetry and mechanical technology and formations of the cultivation world can perfectly replace the power systems of the industrial age.

"Look, this is the paper inlet. Using a first-tier 'traction array' in conjunction with the puppet gears, rolls of cheap spirit wood paper are automatically fed in."

"The center is the core cylinder printing area. No spiritual power is needed to replicate it; we use 'movable typesetting.' You use hard black iron to create tens of thousands of individual type molds, arrange them, and then fix them on the cylinder."

"This is the ink tank. The ink output is controlled by a first-order 'water spirit array' to ensure that the ink is evenly applied to the movable type cylinder. The paper passes through the cylinder, and the characters are printed on it."

"Finally, inscribe a first-tier 'Gale Array' and 'Micro-Fire Array' at the paper output point. The moment the paper emerges, hot air directly dries the ink and automatically cuts it into components!"

Zheng Yifei tossed aside his charcoal pencil and looked at the dumbfounded Xu Jian: "The power source is low-grade spirit stones to drive the puppet's core. Just place the arranged pages on it, insert the spirit stones, and once the machine is turned on, it can continuously spew out newspapers day and night without requiring any mana from the cultivator."

"I want it to print 100,000 copies within one hour!"

Xu Jian stared intently at the blueprints, his breathing becoming extremely rapid.

As a genius at crafting, he immediately recognized the ingenuity of this machine. It contained no sophisticated formations, only basic first-tier array patterns and the most ordinary puppet transmission gears.

But this assembly line thinking that perfectly combines machinery and spirit stone energy completely shattered his understanding of weapon crafting!

"Absolutely amazing... Absolutely amazing!"

Xu Jian's hands trembled as he stroked the blueprints: "Liberating cultivators from the arduous task of replication, using mortal mechanical principles combined with spirit stone power... Director Zheng, what's wrong with your brain?"

"Stop flattering me, how long will it take to build?"

Zheng Yifei asked.

"This thing doesn't involve high-grade materials; the difficulty lies only in the meshing precision of the gears and the creation of the type molds."

Xu Jian gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with the bloodshot rage of a weapon-forging fanatic. "Give me three months! I'll bring a few trustworthy apprentices and work day and night. Within three months, I'll have a prototype for you!"

For the next three months, Zheng Yifei taught at Tingfeng Pavilion and would go to Qifeng whenever he had free time.

The development of the prototype was not without its challenges. Initially, problems arose such as paper jams, uneven ink penetration, and gear breakage due to excessive rotation speed.

However, with the help of Zheng Yifei's industrial knowledge from his previous life and Xu Jian's superb weapon-refining skills, these problems were overcome one by one.

Xu Jian used the flexible gelatinous material of a second-tier demon beast to wrap the roller, thus solving the problem of uneven printing.

The paper's ink absorption properties were improved using special wood fibers.