Chapter 448: Financial Storm
Cang Lanyu ranked sixth in the Sigil Department at Wanfa University.
His entire body—from hands and feet down to each strand of hair—flashed with dazzling glimmers.
Those were projections from the depths of the Spiritual Realm, aggregating in the vision of anyone who looked at Cang Lanyu, transforming into lines of mysterious script within their ocular husks.
These were Ad Sigils bestowed by the Righteous Gods, enabling Cang Lanyu to continuously display various advertisements across every inch of his body, every second of the day.
The longer someone looked at him, the more personalized and enticing the ads became.
Right now, he stood upon an open plain, surrounded by captured Rest-and-Relaxation Cult followers.
Feeling the scorn in their glares, Cang Lanyu said coolly, “Idiots. You thought sneaking into Netherworld University would land you a cushy dual-cultivation job?”
“You were just being sold off to an underground livestock facility...”
He glanced at their increasingly furious expressions and allowed himself a faint smile—he could see his ad revenue ticking up again. More eyes on him meant more money, and more strength.