I Am A Prodigy

“Resigned?”

Ye Lingchen did not expect to get such an answer.

“Yeah,” Song Qian continued, “Y-God, I’m sorry for how this turned out. I didn’t expect the higher-ups in Huyu to be so vicious. You have saved Huyu from certain doom, yet in exchange, they treat you like this.”

“They dare to act with such impunity is mostly because half of my Grave Robber’s Chronicles copyright is with them right?” Ye Lingchen snickered.

“Indeed,” Song Qian nodded. “They always thought that Grave Robber’s Chronicles was your magnum opus. Although you share the copyright with the platform, the platform had the distribution to your work. That’s why they did not care about you.”

“Do you know what they are planning to do with Grave Robber’s Chronicles?”

“They have already planned to file for IP1, then using Grave Robber’s Chronicle’s IP to branch out from stream to games and movies.” Song Qian naturally knew of some inner workings.

Although Grave Robber’s Chronicles was authored by Y-God, he was banned by the platform. With that the platform could treat it as an asset, effectively getting rid of him while benefiting off him in a cruel and ruthless manner.

After a moment of silence, Ye Lingchen suddenly asked, “Apart from Huyu, what other platforms are there?”

“Some time ago, the streaming platforms went through some dark times. Many of the platforms have already folded. Those that survived until now are just a couple of bigger platforms. However, they are also close to folding.” Song Qian could already guess where Ye Lingchen was headed. He then continued, “If you want to stand up to Huyu with these platforms, it’s going to be very difficult.”

Huyu pretty much had the monopoly of this sector. That was why it could act with such impunity.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Qian added, “After I left Huyu, I’m now working at Panda Streaming. However, their current situation is not looking good…”

Panda Streaming was a livestream platform that was founded one or two years ago. It was rather unfortunate as it was hit by the long winter of the world of streaming before it got its name out there. Failure in investments and lack of funding caused it to remain in a rut, at this point they are unable to even pay the salary of its hosts.

Song Qian had just only joined Panda Streaming recently. He knew full well what the situation was like within. “The entire platform has few hosts left. At this point, the platform is in huge debt and had difficulty operating on its own.”

That was only a small streaming platform, unable to compare with Huyu.

“It’s fine as long as it’s a streaming platform.” Ye Lingchen went silent for a while, then spoke, “How much would it cost if I were to purchase this platform?”

“P-p-purchase?”

Song Qian was shocked. Taking a deep breath he asked, “Y-God, you’re not joking with me right?”

Although Panda Streaming was about to go under, it was still a platform after all. The wealth required to purchase it was no small sum.

“That’s right,” Ye Lingchen answered calmly. “Just let me know how much.”

Ye Lingchen had finally understood the tyranny and cruelty of a streaming platform. Since Huyu Streaming struck the first blow, he had no intention of taking this quietly.

Grave Robber’s Chronicles was his first creation. The dignity of a prodigy was on the line. This vengeance must be fulfilled! It had to be done viciously!

Instead of working for other streaming platforms, he might as well run his own. Getting rid of Huyu using his own streaming platform should feel great!

It was too much hassle to start a platform from scratch. He might as well save time and purchase one directly!

“At the moment Panda Streaming owes a debt of over RMB30,000,000. If you plan to purchase it, you must first clear its debts. I estimate that they will offer roughly about RMB40,000,000,” Song Qian explained.

“RMB35,000,000!” Ye Lingchen made a direct offer. “You help me communicate with them. I’m only offering RMB35,000,000. This way their debts are cleared and would have RMB5,000,000 profit. There’s no reason for them to reject the offer! If this deal goes through, you’ll be the president of Panda1!”

Song Qian was suddenly hyperventilating. He was both shocked and excited at the same time!

‘Y-God’s a hidden rich kid! This is amazing!’

“Alright, I’ll go talk to the higher-ups immediately!” Song Qian took a deep breath and rushed off excitedly to settle the issue.

Y-God had promised to let him be Panda’s president! Add to it Y-God’s fame and creations, he might bring Panda back from the brink of death! That would also bring him to the peak of his life!

He felt that he had successfully ridden on Y-God’s coattail.

…

On the next day, Yuewen’s headquarters was hectic after a meeting had just concluded.

Yogurt1 was the top editor in Genesis that was responsible for the xianxia genre.

“Sigh, this time the Twelve Heavenly Kings and Rookie Champion had nothing to do with me again.” Yogurt shook his head with a bitter smile.

The xianxia genre was too unpopular with very few authors and readers when compared to urban and fantasy genres. They were too far apart.

Every year, Yuewen would pick the most popular author based on the popularity of their works. However, none of them in the past few years fell under Yogurt’s supervision.

“You’re still better off than me okay? I’m in the f*cking history genre. This is just too unfair!” Another person interjected. That person was Sunny Day1, in charge of the history genre.

The history genre was even worse than xianxia. They might not even receive any books on any given day.

Both of them sighed, blaming their lives while connecting over their similar situation.

While chatting, Yogurt opened his inbox. As expected, there were only a few xianxia titles that submitted a draft.

“What the f*ck is this writing? Nothing makes sense!”

“OMG, another long-winded story.”

“Hm, this is a little better.”

Yogurt was flipping through each title quickly. Sunny Day joined Yogurt in dissing the submissions as he was too free.

Eh?

Celestial Bane?

Yogurt was caught by surprise. ‘This name is something!’

Following that was the synopsis: The world began without celestial beings. However, since ancient times, humans witnessed the world around them being filled with unexplained incidents. Flashing thunders, raging storms…

‘This synopsis…it’s not bad too!’

Then came the content: Prologue, chapter one, chapter two, chapter three.

Yogurt and Sunny Day stared at the computer unblinkingly with neither of them talking.

As they went through page by page, they were pulled into the book, as though they were immersed in the world of Celestial Bane. At that time, they felt as though they had turned into Zhang Xiaofan1, experiencing this unique world of xianxia.

“WTF! That’s it? So short?!” Yogurt scrolled to the last page, feeling unsatisfied, yearning to read contents to come.

“That’s right, why did he just submit such a short piece?” Sunny Day too was feeling unfulfilled.

However, when they checked the word count, both of them were dumbfounded. It had over 15,000 words! They then checked the time and realized they spent almost 15 minutes reading this!

Both of them exchanged glances, the time passed felt like nothing!

Celestial Bane was truly exciting. It did not contain any unnecessary words at all. Everything joined smoothly and was highly immersive.

“F*ck! Yogurt, you’ve hit the jackpot!” Sunny Day’s eyes went red, filled with jealousy!

They, of course, could appraise the potential of a novel with a simple glance. Although Celestial Bane had barely started, it gave them a feeling of freshness. It had the potential to be a hit!

The xianxia genre was going to reach new heights!

‘Why did such a talented author not come to the historical genre? Sob sob sob, I’m so jealous!’

“Cough cough, keep it down.” Yogurt grinned so wide that his lips almost reached the base of his ears. He was afraid that other editors might steal this from him. He quickly hogged the novel to himself and sent a message to Ye Lingchen.

After an entire day of class, Ye Lingchen went home and logged onto the author’s corner.

On the top right corner, a message notification lit up. It was from the xianxia genre’s editor, notifying him that Celestial Bane had met the requirements.

The editor’s name was Yogurt.

Beep beep beep!

Just as he added Yogurt to QQ1 messenger, he immediately received a message from Yogurt.

“Erm…I am Y, your name…” Yogurt was having a difficult time dealing with the name.

After all, the great name of Y was very well known.

Ye Lingchen sent a ‘tears of joy’ emoji over to Yogurt.

“I’ve read through all your chapters. Very well done! Styling is amazing. If you keep this up, you’re sure to be a hit! All the best!” Yogurt said passionately.

“Thank you editor Yogurt,” Ye Lingchen replied.

“I’ll start by adding you to Genesis’ contracted authors’ group first. If you have anything you don’t understand, you can ask anyone in the group or ask me directly.” Yogurt immediately sent the group invitation link after the message.

Beep beep beep!

Very quickly, the group chat turned active.

[Traceless Stream: Welcome new friend. Your name is quite something!]

[God of Twilight: Newcomer to the group! You either share your picture or you give out red packets! Otherwise, you’ll be kicked! Thank you.]

[Monocolored Wind: Hot damn, that name! I almost thought Y joined our group. That got me excited!]

[Rugao Under The Bridge: Someone personally invited by the editor. It seems we have a bigshot here.]

…

The name ‘I am Y’ was on the brunt of everyone’s jokes, mostly due to it being too eye-catching!

With so many big shots chatting, Ye Lingchen, as a newcomer could not just remain hidden. [Newcomer reporting in. My new novel is Celestial Bane. Please take care of me.]

Rugao Under The Bridge, [Celestial Bane, not a bad name. Xianxia genre? Let me have a look.]

Ten minutes later…

Rugao Under The Bridge, [F*ck! Celestial Bane is awesome! This novel will definitely be a hit! More chapters please!]

Traceless Stream, [Is that true? Let me have a look too.]

Monocolored Wind, [If Under The Bridge-kun says so, then it will surely be a hit!]

The huge wave of authors immediately got excited and started observing out of curiosity.

The next moment, the entire group chap went berserk!

[The writing style…amazing!]

[OMG! Is this the rise of the xianxia genre? This is the work of gods!]

[Is I am Y here? I’m begging for chapters. What happened to Zhang Xiaofan?]

[Is this written by a new author? Spill the beans. Which big shot is this hiding behind that secondary account?]

…

Rugao Under The Bridge’s reaction was even more unbelievable. He immediately sent a picture of someone hugging onto a thigh, crying pitifully. [Big bro, I’m so poor that I have to eat dirt. Can we exchange shoutouts? My novel is Claim A Mountain, Be A King. Please give me a boost…]

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