Douluo: Invincible from copying books

Mo Zhixuan and Lao Cheng were alone in the bookstore.

Cheng Mo was practicing hard in the courtyard behind to cultivate his soul power.

Three days have passed since Cheng Mo's registration for the academy was rejected.

In these three days, Cheng Mo did not continue to write the story of Zhu Xian.

Instead, he printed fifty copies of the first volume of Zhu Xian, had his father bind them, and put them on the shelves of the bookstore.

The bookshelf, which was originally empty with only a few books, suddenly seemed much fuller.

Since these books were all printed by Cheng Mo himself, the cost was very low. Lao Cheng simply set an ultra-low price, 5 copper soul coins per book.

Even ordinary families can afford it.

The first two days were fine. Several regular customers bought the book directly after seeing its beautiful cover and low price.

However, as time passed, more and more people bought books, and on the fifth day, all fifty books were sold out.

Old Cheng was also shocked, but he looked at Cheng Mo who was practicing soul power hard every day and even eating in a hurry.

Lao Cheng was cruel and did not let his son help him print the book.

Early the next morning, people who came to buy books saw the empty bookshelves and couldn't help but be filled with resentment.

"Old Cheng, when will you be able to kill immortals again? You must leave a copy for me!"

"Old Cheng, do you still have Zhu Xian in stock? You must help a bunch of brothers. My wife likes to read these story books on weekdays. Recently, I heard someone talk about this book and she got into trouble with me."

"Lao Cheng, you set a price and you must sell me a copy today."

In just one morning, there was an endless stream of people coming to buy books. Old Cheng was clumsy in explaining to people, and was sweating profusely from his work.

He was happy and distressed at the same time!

The book written by his son is so popular, of course he is very happy as a father!

This shows that my son is a genius!

But seeing the money in his hands slip away from him, Lao Cheng, who had always been thrifty, felt heartbroken.

However, the popularity of this book did not diminish when Laocheng Bookstore stopped selling it. Instead, it became more and more popular as time went by.

In this world lacking in entertainment, the story of Zhu Xian is like a stone hitting the water, causing more and more waves in the originally peaceful city of Notting.

The fifty books sold on the market have become extremely precious collections. Many people borrowed and copied the books and wanted to take a look.

Some people even started printing pirated copies. In just one week, almost everyone in the entire Notting City had heard about the story of Zhu Xian.

For a time, Zhu Xian became a hot topic at the moment. If you have not read the story of Zhu Xian, you will not be able to get in the conversation when chatting with others.

Just when Zhu Xian became a hot topic in Notting City and bookstores who pirated Zhu Xian made a fortune, Cheng Mo was also immersed in great joy.

The first page of the Jade Book of Martial Arts became a fixed page of the Zhu Xian novel.

When he was practicing these days, he could clearly feel that this page of Zhu Xian's novel could absorb a strange energy from the outside world.

After these energies were transformed by the Yushu Martial Spirit, they turned into pure soul power and were absorbed by themselves.

At the beginning, these energies were relatively scarce, but as time passed, these soul powers became more and more abundant.

Cheng Mo could clearly feel that his cultivation speed was getting faster and faster.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he was afraid of missing the opportunity, so he absorbed and refined the energy day and night. In just seven days, his soul power level increased by one level.

After completing the standard of entering Notting Academy through the back door, level three soul power is required.

Cheng Mo's tense nerves finally relaxed. He had been practicing hard for so long, and he couldn't stand it any longer.

At this moment, Lao Cheng, who had never disturbed him except for delivering meals these days, found Cheng Mo with a wry smile.

He looked at Cheng Mo dumbfounded and said, "Xiao Mo, can you go to the bookstore in front of me?"

"There is a big shot waiting in the bookstore. He wants to meet you and discuss with you the publication of Zhu Xian's subsequent stories."

Cheng Mo was already too tired to hold on anymore, and he was a little dazed. He said casually: "Dad, no matter who the big shot is, let him wait."

"Let's talk after I wake up!"

After that, he got into bed and fell asleep, even snoring.

Lao Cheng was helpless and could only walk back to the bookstore in front.

At this time, a sweet-looking girl with a hot figure was waiting in the bookstore.

She was wearing a tight red dress, her pretty face was flawless, her long brown hair was tied casually into a ponytail, and she had a pair of plump breasts, which were simply luxurious.

Behind her, a middle-aged man about 40 years old, wearing servant's clothes, was waiting.

Lao Cheng looked at the two distinguished guests with a headache, even though he didn't recognize this little girl.

But the man behind her was the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion. He had come to the bookstore to buy books before, so Lao Cheng recognized him at a glance.

Even the housekeeper of the city lord's palace is respectful to this person. It is conceivable that he must have a great background.

There was sweat on Lao Cheng's forehead, and he stammered: "The two distinguished guests have been waiting for a long time. I'm really sorry. My son Cheng Mo has important matters now and it's not convenient to see the guests."

As soon as he finished speaking, the face of the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion turned cold. He frowned and scolded: "What is such a big thing that you can't even meet him once?"

"Lao Cheng, you are a little presumptuous!"

Lao Cheng broke out in cold sweat all over his back, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the girl's eyes seemed to be flickering, and she looked up towards the small courtyard behind the bookstore.

Her eyes seemed to penetrate all obstacles and saw Cheng Mo, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Her face froze involuntarily, and then her vision returned to normal.

She stretched out her hand to stop the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion from continuing to scold him, and said expressionlessly: "It seems that we came at the wrong time today."

"In that case, it means there is no fate."

"Steward Xiao, let's go!"

After saying that, she turned and left. Butler Xiao looked at Lao Cheng and snorted coldly, then followed her and left.

Lao Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his head and slumped down on a chair in the store, thinking of Cheng Mo sleeping soundly in the backyard.

He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You brat, if you do this a few more times, your father and I will be scared to death!"