Even bullets couldn’t penetrate the gangqi!
If you just say it, many people would doubt it, but seeing it for themselves, they were deeply shocked.
After the shock, countless people left comments asking to become disciples.
Then Ian Song performed a set of fist and sword techniques, leaving the livestream viewers utterly mesmerized.
Meanwhile, the number of people in the livestream room had already exceeded 200 million.
MapleTV, both suffering and elated, had to rent two large servers just to keep Ian Song’s livestream running smoothly.
At the same time, it was two o’clock in the afternoon—the stock market opened.
MapleTV’s stock price soared, hitting its upper limit in just twenty minutes.
Before the livestream ended, Ian Song revealed that he was about to establish a martial arts academy.
Fans immediately started asking when the academy would be founded and how to register. After witnessing Ian Song’s miraculous martial arts, most young viewers wanted to learn martial arts themselves.
After the stream ended, MapleTV’s CEO Mark Mi called Ian Song’s secretary, Coco Guan, hoping to arrange a meeting.
Two hours later, in the Song Corporation headquarters’ reception room.
“Mr. Song, seeing you in person is even more impressive than your reputation. I’ve heard so much!” Mark Mi said very politely, lowering his posture.
Although MapleTV is worth tens of billions, it’s still far behind Song Corporation. Just the daily revenue from Ian Song Brand’s Rapid-Acting Diabetes Pills and Heart-Saver Pills is astronomical.
“Please, Mr. Mi, have a seat!” Ian Song smiled and shook hands.
After some brief pleasantries, Mark Mi tactfully explained his purpose: he had two reasons for visiting Ian Song. First, to invite him to serve as MapleTV’s brand ambassador, since Ian Song had previously endorsed Vibo.
Second, to invite Ian Song to be a top contracted streamer for MapleTV.
For each stream, MapleTV would pay Ian Song ten million yuan, and the platform would not take any cut from gift rewards.
During this livestream, Ian Song received over three billion yuan in gifts. If he hadn’t asked MapleTV to disable the gifting function because it was disrupting the stream, he would have gotten even more.
Even so, with the normal split for non-contracted streamers, MapleTV still made more than a billion yuan in profit.
Ten million per stream, no time limit, and not a single cent taken from gifts—MapleTV was showing real sincerity. So, after thinking it over, Ian Song agreed, and said he’d be happy to be MapleTV’s ambassador.
Mark Mi hadn’t expected Ian Song to agree so readily, and couldn’t help being thrilled.
After seeing Mark Mi out, Ian Song couldn’t help but smile. This livestream had been a huge success—he’d harvested over 200 million Faith Power, bringing his total to more than 2.3 billion.
That was why he was willing to sign with MapleTV.
Because earning Faith Power through livestreaming was just too easy.
Of course, next time he definitely wouldn’t earn as much Faith Power, but even if he only got ten million each time, it was still a great deal.
Over the next few days...
Under the assault of the vampire army led by Cici and Joy, plus the Dark Church, the remnants of the Church of the Holy Light suffered devastating losses. In at most ten days, the Church’s forces on this planet would be wiped out completely.
Meanwhile, on Ian Song’s side, the founding of the martial arts academy was going very smoothly.
With state support, the locations for thirty-five academies were already set.
The main academy was set in Flame City, with the other thirty-four branch campuses spread across thirty-four top-tier cities—almost guaranteeing every province had one.
The academies were initially divided into youth, adult, and senior classes.
Youth classes mainly recruited students aged 8 to 18.
Adult classes were for ages 19 to 50, while senior classes accepted those over 50.
As for instructors, Ian Song directly summoned over a thousand Nascent Soul–level demon cultivators from the Divine Temple to serve as teachers.
The branch principals were early followers like Elder Tian and others.
Youth classes were all taught the Origin-Nurturing Scripture; adult classes received martial arts techniques, and senior classes got simpler health-focused methods.
In the blink of an eye...
More than half a month passed in a flash.
Globally, the Church of the Holy Light’s remaining forces had been rooted out by Cici and Joy. Next, they set their sights on the werewolves.
As for the academies, enrollment had already begun.
Tuition for youth classes was 2,000 yuan per year, adults 3,000, and seniors 4,000.
Each academy was equipped with a spirit-gathering array personally set up by Ian Song, making the spiritual energy incredibly dense. Even ordinary people living on campus could easily live more than ten years longer.
Once the academies started enrolling, applicants flooded in.
In just one day, the academies’ quotas were filled, but many people still wanted to sign up.
The thirty-five academies recruited a total of one million students.
But online surveys showed that five hundred million people in the Yanhuang Republic wanted to practice martial arts, so these academies couldn’t possibly meet demand.
Even if Ian Song built a hundred more academies, it wouldn’t be enough. So he came up with a solution: he called together all the nation’s martial families, asked them to invest in founding academies, promised not to take any share of the profits, and even offered to set up spirit-gathering arrays for free.
However, all these academies would still be subordinate to his Song Martial Academy system, with Ian Song as honorary principal of each.
With a market of five hundred million people, the martial families couldn’t refuse and quickly agreed.
So over the next month, martial academies sprang up across the country, reaching more than two thousand in total and enrolling over seventy million students.
Still, that wasn’t enough to satisfy demand.
So Ian Song negotiated with the government again, asking them to establish more academies.
The state readily agreed. Another month passed, and the total number of academies nationwide reached ten thousand, with over three hundred million students enrolled.
Since Ian Song was honorary principal of all ten thousand academies, he often toured them to give speeches, harvesting a massive wave of Faith Power.
During this time, he also held more than ten livestreams.
Now, his Faith Power had reached three billion—just one billion more to fulfill his current System task.
There was one thing, though, that troubled Ian Song.
Hannah Han’s attitude still hadn’t softened.
He’d called her many times, but she never answered.
“Sigh, I never thought she’d be so stubborn. Looks like I still don’t understand her well enough!”
Ian Song sighed softly.
Just as he was about to go to Hannah Han’s hometown himself, he sensed a change in the Kunlun Mountains.
With a flicker, his figure vanished.
He instantly appeared in the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains.
Looking around, he saw a massive pillar of light shooting into the sky and piercing the clouds, as if connecting to some unknown space.
“The Heaven-Pillar is fully repaired. The gods of the Heavenly Court might descend any day now!” Ian Song sighed, his eyes flickering with complex emotion.