The moment she spoke.

The Demon Cultivators took a step back. They huddled together, arms slung over each other’s shoulders, with their backs to her.

’Is this woman out of her mind?’

’She seems a bit... well, she doesn’t look too bright.’

’She’s definitely not normal. Did you hear what she said? Asking us to capture her for ransom? We’re Demon Cultivators! Is she trying to provoke us?’

Rowan Forrest, standing to the side, asked tentatively, "So, you’ll do it?"

The Demon Cultivators were speechless. "..."

They turned to face her, their voices turning sinister. "Do what? Get lost."

Aaron Sinclair, who was standing to the side eating candied haws, glanced at them and said, "Let’s go."

"Yes, Young Master."

Seeing that they were actually about to leave,

Rowan Forrest quickly called out to them.

"Wait... I have one more question. Do you know the Demon Cultivator named Rook? He’s very tall, with thick arms—the really brawny one."

she added, gesturing with her hands to show his size.

At these words, the Demon Cultivators’ interest was piqued.

They immediately crowded around her.

"Why are you asking about him?"

"I..."

A sword was suddenly pressed right before her eyes.

"Spit it out."

’This female cultivator can’t have a grudge against Rook, can she? If she does, maybe we should just kill her now and get it over with.’

Rowan Forrest flinched in fright. "He saved me in the Secret Realm last time... Please thank him for me."

Her face flushed red as she spoke.

"And... I like him."

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

The candied haws in Aaron Sinclair’s hand fell to the ground.

Countless pairs of eyes belonging to the Demon Cultivators turned to her. One of them poked a finger in his ear and looked at the brother beside him. "Am I hearing things?"

The man next to him whispered back.

"You’re not hearing things, brother... Turns out she’s one of us."

Their faces instantly broke into smiles.

Everyone stared at Rowan Forrest in unison, then chorused,

"Sister-in-law, you’ve got good taste!"

"Oh, so you’re one of us! You should’ve said so sooner. Don’t mind what we said earlier. We were just running our mouths to scare you a little."

"You said Rook saved you. You should definitely thank him in person."

’Sister-in-law?’

Rowan Forrest’s face turned as red as an apple.

She hurriedly waved her hands.

"No... you’ve misunderstood. We’re not... in that kind of relationship. It’s just a one-sided thing from my end. He probably doesn’t like me."

The fists of every Demon Cultivator present instantly clenched.

’That damn Rook.’

’He’s getting arrogant, getting a big head.’

’This female cultivator is fair-skinned and beautiful, with a graceful figure. Who wouldn’t fall for a woman like this? Unless he isn’t a man.’

"Don’t you worry, Sister-in-law. He’ll definitely like you."

’With that bear-like body of his, Rook should be grateful to find a wife at all. How dare he be picky? Besides, she’s gorgeous! This is the kind of good fortune he’s cultivated for lifetimes. He’s just hit the jackpot out of dumb luck.’

’This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he’s not quick, he’ll let a sure thing slip right through his fingers.’

’Yup, another look confirms it. She’s still gorgeous.’

At this moment,

even they were jealous.

"Sister-in-law, are you traveling by yourself? A young woman needs to be careful out here. You can’t be all alone with no one to protect you. Why don’t you come back with us to Bloodfiend City for now?"

"That’s right! We can have someone escort you home later. Oh, and by the way, that guy who was trying to harass you earlier? We’ve already dealt with him. He’s hanging on a wall now."

Rowan Forrest felt a little embarrassed.

"I’d better not go."

’She didn’t even know if he still remembered her. How would it look if she just eagerly followed them back?’

"But... could you give this to him for me?"

As she spoke, she traced a piece of talisman paper into existence in the air, folded it, and handed it to them.

"I wrote my phone number on it. If he’s interested in me too, he can contact me."

The Demon Cultivator standing at the very front reached out and took it.

"Of course, Sister-in-law. Don’t you worry, we guarantee we’ll put it right in his hands."

"We’ll make him contact you."

’A girl this wonderful...’

’...is a chance you don’t get twice.’

"Thank you. I’ll be on my way, then."

Once she was gone,

the men slung their arms over each other’s shoulders, looking utterly heartbroken.

"The pain... A wife just falls out of the sky for him! Why couldn’t it have been me?"

"Or me."

"Am I not worthy?"

"Rook, you and I are now mortal enemies!"

"Me too!"

Aaron Sinclair walked over and smacked each of them on the head. "Snap out of it. We’re heading back."

"Yes... Young Master."

「At the same time.」

Everyone in the Cultivation World was still staring at their phones watching the live stream.

The live stream was now winding down.

On the phone screen, Celeste Grant was talking to them.

"To all our fellow Cultivators watching, thank you for tuning in. It’s getting late, so that’s all for today’s live stream. From now on, this will be the official account for the Bloodfiend Den. We’ll be posting all sorts of videos periodically, and we’ll also have people going live to sell products. Remember to get your Trading Jade Tokens, otherwise you won’t be able to make purchases directly online. Of course, we’ll also be putting together a dedicated live-streaming team, so be sure to check that out if you’re interested."

Regardless of what else was going on in the world,

the live stream officially organized by the Bloodfiend Den finally came to an end that evening.

Even after leaving the stream, the people of the Cultivation World were left wanting more.

The minds of the Cultivators were now filled with lingering images of either the stunningly beautiful female cultivators or the tall, handsome male cultivators.

After this live stream, everyone in the Cultivation World now knew what live streaming was, and what short videos were.

「Over the next month.」

The people of the Bloodfiend Den had not been idle.

Elder Warren supervised the disciples in crafting the Trading Jade Tokens. The first batch was distributed to the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den for free. Another batch was then crafted and sent to various shops to be sold. They were snatched up the moment they were released, selling out instantly.

This proved that everyone had watched the live stream. They all understood what the tokens were for, and since they weren’t expensive, most people bought one to have on hand.

Of course, some stubbornly refused to buy one. They believed the Demonic Sects were just making a cash grab and that the Trading Jade Token was useless.

Until, overnight...

...it became possible to buy things on the phones.

Those who had sworn they wouldn’t be caught dead buying one went out and bought one.

Whether it was a purchase link in a video or the little shopping basket icon in a live stream, all you had to do was click to buy, leave an address, and someone would deliver it to your door. The only catch was that you had to pay upfront before delivery would be arranged.

And what about after-sales service? That was simple, too.

For any item sold by the Bloodfiend Den, regardless of what it was, if there was any problem with the product, it could be exchanged or returned for a full refund.

Of course, there was one caveat: if you were deliberately trying to cause trouble, don’t blame the Demon Cultivators for ganging up on you and being unreasonable. They could be reasonable, but they could also be unreasonable. After all, they were Demon Cultivators. Did you really expect them to have morals?

Under normal circumstances, nobody dared to cause trouble.

「During this time.」

A delivery service industry had sprung up.

It was said that you could just open the "Demonic Sects Express" app, click "Join," and you could start making deliveries. Completing a single order earned one Spirit Stone, and long-distance deliveries could earn two or even more. It wasn’t just Demon Cultivators; even some Loose Cultivators from the wider Cultivation World joined the ranks of the Demonic Sects Express.

The phone vibrated.

A Loose Cultivator flying in the air took out his phone and glanced at it.

"Fellow Cultivator, you have a new delivery order."