Chapter 634 - 325: Sucking Up to Tiao Yin’s Number One Like This?

Chapter 634: Chapter 325: Sucking Up to Tiao Yin’s Number One Like This?

Once the staff in the control room for the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion’s livestream confirmed that the visitor was indeed Tiao Yin’s top star, Chen Jincheng, the manager immediately got on the headset and yelled to the female host, "It’s really Chen Jincheng! Hurry up and welcome him."

The female host, pleasantly surprised, immediately cried out, "Welcome, Brother Cheng, to our livestream! The Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion is honored to have you."

As soon as she said this, the viewers in the livestream were also astonished.

"Chen Jincheng? He’s in *this* livestream?"

"For real?"

"Why would a guy like him come to a small stream like this?"

"..."

Many people had already opened the live chat log and, sure enough, saw the notification that Chen Jincheng had entered the stream.

The livestream instantly exploded with activity. After all, this Ancestral Master, the internet’s number one scumbag, was a hot topic no matter where he went.

After her welcome, the female host immediately received a request from Chen Jincheng to join the stream on video call.

She looked completely incredulous.

Everyone at the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion was stunned as well.

’He wants to join the call... to buy a sword?’

Oh my god.

This was a windfall from the heavens!

If he bought any sword, they could advertise it as the model Chen Jincheng personally joined their stream to purchase. It would be an instant bestseller.

The staff in the control room were already frantically telling the host to accept the call.

The female host didn’t dare hesitate. She clicked "accept," and Chen Jincheng immediately appeared in the video call window. Even though it was just a small thumbnail video, everyone could tell it was him.

As his fame grew, his handsome face had become one of the most recognizable on Tiao Yin.

"Brother Cheng, welcome, welcome," the female host cooed, repeating her welcome before asking, "I wonder what brings Brother Cheng to our Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion today? How can we help you?"

Chen Jincheng got straight to the point. "I’m here today to buy a longsword. And not a flexible one. I’m looking for something on the heavier side, but not a greatsword. Most importantly, it has to look cool—it has to be good-looking!"

He was buying the sword for a video, so its appearance was crucial. He also planned to film one of those "kick-the-sword-and-change-outfits" transitions, so a flexible sword was out of the question—you can’t kick something like that into the air.

A greatsword was definitely out. It would be too over-the-top, not to mention whether he could even kick it up in the first place.

So, a slightly heavier sword was best. When kicked, it would have a powerful look as it spun through the air.

Although they had guessed Chen Jincheng was here to buy a sword, hearing him say it himself still felt like a delightful shock to everyone at Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion.

The viewers in the chat were also asking questions, curious about what he planned to do with the sword.

Seeing the chat, the host asked curiously, "Brother Cheng, are you buying this sword for a collection, or for something else? If I know what you’ll be using it for, I can give you a better recommendation."

Chen Jincheng didn’t hide his intentions. "I’m mainly buying this sword to film a video."

The mention of filming a video immediately captured everyone’s attention.

The reason was simple: this was the man who was considered the best video creator on Tiao Yin.

Now that he had come specifically to the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion to buy a sword, he was definitely planning another big hit.

The female host heard this and was just about to speak when her boss’s voice came through her earpiece: "Tell Chen Jincheng that we at the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion can gift him one of our prized swords for his video."

’Are you kidding me?’ the boss thought. ’This isn’t the time to be making a sale. We just give it to him!’

The Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion gifting Chen Jincheng a prized sword for a video—if that video went viral, it would become a legendary piece of marketing.

’And this is Chen Jincheng we’re talking about. Would you bet against his video going viral?’

The host was a little surprised by her boss’s generosity, but she quickly relayed the message to Chen Jincheng. "Brother Cheng, our boss says we can gift you one of the prized swords from our Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion collection. They’re the ones right behind me. You can pick any one you like."

Her words made the viewers in the chat erupt with comments:

"Fuck, they won’t sell these swords to anyone else, but now they’re just giving them away?"

"I’m so jealous. How about you gift one to me, huh?"

"Holy shit, Chen Jincheng just has that much clout, doesn’t he?"

"..."

Chen Jincheng immediately looked at the swords behind her. His eyes were instantly drawn to the ink-black Longquan Sword in the very center of the display.

The sword was truly beautiful. It had a certain indescribable quality to it, the kind of thing you fall in love with at first sight.

This got the audience excited for the drama. Long-time fans knew that this particular sword, which sat on its rack inside a protective case, was hailed as the signature treasure of the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion.

The Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion had always claimed this sword was not for sale—not to be bought or given away. Who would have thought that today it would be singled out by Chen Jincheng, Tiao Yin’s top star?

So, were they going to give it away now or not?

Chen Jincheng, however, was unaware of this. He just thought the sword was beautiful and liked it a lot. If he had known its history, he probably wouldn’t have asked for it.

After all, being rejected would be incredibly awkward.

The owner of the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion, however, didn’t hesitate for a second. He spoke directly to the host, "Agree. Give him the sword."

’The reason I never sold it before was because none of those people were worthy of it.’

’So what if they had money?’

’Someone might buy this one sword, but they weren’t going to be repeat customers. Many people, after buying a sword like this, would never buy another. At best, they might refer one or two other customers. That’s it.’

’Chen Jincheng is different. He’s the top star on Tiao Yin. This whole incident could be trending by tomorrow.’

’When his video goes viral, think of the exposure! How many people will that attract?’

’Those are the real potential customers. They could bring an insane amount of traffic to the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion.’

’Look at the stream right now! Just because Chen Jincheng is on the call, nearly 20,000 people have flooded in in a matter of minutes.’

’Tiao Yin’s algorithm must have detected Chen Jincheng’s face and started promoting the stream, pulling all these people in.’

Hearing her boss’s command, the host immediately said, "Brother Cheng, our boss has spoken. This Ink Feather Longquan is yours."

"Tell him I’ll deliver the sword myself," the owner of the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion added immediately.

The host immediately repeated his words. "Brother Cheng, our boss also said he will personally deliver the sword to you."

This made the fans who were familiar with the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion start roasting them in the chat:

"Fuck, what a suck-up!"

"Seriously, such a bootlicker. This isn’t the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion I know!"

"What happened to your cool, aloof attitude? Please go back to how you were before!"

"..."

The host was mortified by these comments. Her boss really was acting like a suck-up, but she was just an employee. What could she do?

"Thank you. I’ll be sure to mention in the video that the sword was a gift from the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion," Chen Jincheng said. From the live chat, he could tell this sword was very expensive and normally unobtainable.

He knew, however, exactly why they were giving him the sword. Their goal was simply to ride his coattails and get some publicity.

’Since I’m going to film this video anyway,’ he thought, ’even if I bought the sword, other sellers would just piggyback off the hype and claim to have the "same model" if the video went viral. It’s better to just give the credit directly to the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion.’

’They did give me a fine sword, after all.’

Hearing his promise, the host’s face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Brother Cheng! Our boss says he will arrange to have the sword brought to you right away."

"Thanks. We can discuss the details privately." Chen Jincheng offered his thanks once more, then, without lingering, disconnected from the call.

A moment later, he received a private message from the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion asking for his address and contact information.

He sent them his phone number and the address for the Er Shi Xingchen Company.

They exchanged a few more pleasantries before ending the conversation.

Chen Jincheng found a feather duster in the main hall and then pulled out his phone. He looked up a few sword techniques, like the Sword Flourish, Winding Sword, and Lifting Sword...

He watched the videos a few times and then tried the moves himself. He was surprised to find that he learned them almost instantly, as if it were second nature.

The feeling was incredible.

He knew this was the special buff granted by his Affinity for swordsmanship.

It was basically a kind of talent.

With talent, you could learn many things almost instantly; it all seemed so simple.

Without talent, you could spend half a day trying to learn that 1+1=2 and still end up with 3.

In his two lifetimes, Chen Jincheng had never felt he had a talent for anything. He’d never known what it felt like to be naturally gifted.

But now, he was finally experiencing it.

The feeling was truly addictive.

He felt that if he lived in ancient times, he could have easily become a great master of swordsmanship.

After effortlessly executing a sword flourish, he did another search and watched a Sword Dance video.

The video had been released by the national Traditional Martial Arts society. It was described as the masterpiece Sword Dance of a top swordsman. Within the Chinese Traditional Martial Arts community, almost no one could perform this routine. It had only ever been successfully performed by a Martial Arts master who had made a huge splash with it in a film and was known in real life as the "Sword Saint."

This swordsmanship routine was not only fast and its moves decisive, but on top of its beauty, it also had to possess an air of ruthless ferocity.

Many in the Traditional Martial Arts community even hyped up this Sword Dance, claiming that with enough speed and power, it was a genuine killing technique—one of the few that had been passed down through generations.

Chen Jincheng scoffed at the hype.

’Honestly, with enough speed and power, you could kill someone with anything. Why limit it to just a sword?’ he thought.

Still, the Sword Dance was difficult, which made Chen Jincheng eager to give it a try.

He played the video, watched it three times through, and then began to practice. His first attempt was awkward; it definitely felt difficult.

But only *a little* difficult. After a few more tries, he felt he’d learned it with surprising ease. He was a natural.

After running through it a few more times, he was already becoming proficient. He could clearly feel that his movements were much faster than the person’s in the video, and more powerful too. Each swing of the feather duster cut through the air with a whistling sound, full of force.

This gave him an idea. For his kick-the-sword transition video, after the outfit change, he could perform this masterpiece of a Sword Dance. How eye-catching would that be?

With that thought, Chen Jincheng continued to practice with the feather duster, his movements sharp, elegant, fast, precise, and ruthless...

Zhu Ling, who had just walked in carrying a bag of groceries, looked surprised to see him "dancing" with a feather duster.

The thing was, her boss’s feather duster dance was incredibly graceful. It was as if she were watching a master from a TV show performing a Sword Dance.

While she was still in a daze, she realized the boss’s feather duster was suddenly right in front of her. Before she could react, it was already resting against her neck.

She swallowed instinctively. ’If that was a real sword in his hand,’ she thought, ’and I was his enemy, my throat would have just been slit.’

"What brings you here?" Chen Jincheng asked with a grin, seeing who it was.

Zhu Ling explained, "I saw Sister Hong’s post and knew you were back. So, I bought some groceries to make you something delicious. I recently learned a new classic heirloom recipe."

"Now that you mention it, I am getting a little hungry... I think I’d like to eat you first!" As he spoke, the tip of the feather duster in his hand slipped under the hem of Zhu Ling’s top, lifting it to reveal a flash of snowy-white skin.

Zhu Ling’s face flushed instantly.

Her boss was teasing her the moment they met. Before she could react, he had pulled her into his arms, causing the bag in her hands to fall to the floor.

Chen Jincheng looked at the blushing, delectable girl in his arms, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and headed for the stairs.

A moment later, the girl’s high-pitched cries drifted down from the second floor.

"Boss, close the door first...!"

"This position is too embarrassing...!"

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