57: Xue Lingling's Collapse and Excitement (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Chapter 57: Xue Lingling's Collapse and Excitement (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"Then, in this situation, how is the copyright calculated?" Wu Xian pressed.

"Naturally, each is calculated separately," Xue Lingling said without hesitation, "Copyright is calculated according to each system and framework."

Wu Xian suddenly understood.

To put it bluntly, the Buddhist Ghost Kings and the Ten Yama Generals of the Underworld belonged to two different systems, so their copyrights were independent of each other.

"Then which of these two similar images is the original?" Wu Xian continued to ask.

Xue Lingling smiled, "That depends on which side's divine scroll goes further, and ultimately, under the same Law path, who is more powerful."

"Understood, whoever is awesome is the orthodox one."

"That's one way to understand it," Xue Lingling smiled sweetly, "You've just condensed your divine scroll; why are you asking about such long-term matters?"

"Uh," Wu Xian's mind stirred, "When there are too many creative ideas, it's easy for some similar situations to arise."

"..."

Xue Lingling's expression stiffened, suffering ten thousand points of true damage internally.

Normal Scroll Masters painstakingly brainstorm a complete scroll idea, but Wu Xian, on the other hand, had so many ideas that they were starting to overlap.

"Disciple, how did your little brain grow?" Xue Lingling asked directly.

"Perhaps my thinking is naturally more expansive."

Wu Xian smiled honestly, harmless to humans and animals.

"Alright then," Xue Lingling sighed self-deprecatingly, "Do you have any other questions?"

"Not for now," Wu Xian said, "I'll come back to consult Revered Master if I encounter any in the future."

"That's it?" Xue Lingling's expression was strange, "This is too worry-free, isn't it?"

Sometimes, an overly excellent disciple isn't a good thing; the Master gets no sense of accomplishment.

Wu Xian smiled honestly, "By the way, what's a suitable price for my scrolls?"

"That's simple, calculate it based on your cost," Xue Lingling explained, "original rubbings of scrolls are usually priced at 1.5 times the average production cost, while copies are two times or more.

Currently, our scrolls haven't been widely accepted and recognized, and we don't have much popularity. We can try to lower the profit as much as possible and adopt a low-price strategy, so more people will buy them.

Once our reputation grows and the market recognizes us, it won't be too late to consider premium pricing."

Wu Xian understood, "Thank you, Revered Master, for your guidance."

After speaking, he respectfully bid farewell and left.

He took a taxi all the way back to the small villa in the North District.

The old man wasn't home, and the house was empty, which felt a bit unaccustomed.

He quickly estimated the production costs of Black and White Impermanence, General Wasp, Chicken King, and Divine Tiger.

Among them, the bronze scroll cost for Black and White Impermanence and General Wasp was about 300,000, and the silver scroll was about 500,000.

The bronze scroll cost for chicken king and divine tiger was a little over 200,000, and the silver scroll cost was currently unknown; he would only know after upgrading to a silver scroll later.

From this, it could be calculated:

The normal market price for Black and White Impermanence and General Wasp was: 450,000 for a bronze scroll rubbing, and 600,000 for a bronze scroll copy.

Chicken King, Divine Tiger: 300,000 for a bronze scroll rubbing, and 400,000 for a bronze scroll copy.

"This low?"

No, no, bronze scroll copies on the market often cost hundreds of thousands, and high-quality ones even over a million.

Previously, the chicken king and divine tiger were sold to those two little crybabies at a high price of two million per scroll.

Of course, this price had a bit of inflated value; on one hand, it was because those two little crybabies had witnessed the power of the chicken king and divine tiger and were willing to pay a high price, and on the other hand, it was also because those two little crybabies were somewhat gullible.

Therefore, the reasonable price for the chicken king and divine tiger should be around one million.

After some thought, the problem should be in the cost.

"The reason other Scroll Masters' production costs are too high?"

Perhaps due to differences in drawing success rates and materials, other Scroll Masters' production costs seemed to be much higher than his.

This meant that in future market competition with other Scroll Masters, he would have greater room for price reduction.

When quality and performance are not significantly different, the lower the price, the more advantageous it is.

Currently, no one in the market would recognize his scrolls, only the Club members were interested.

He logged into the Ghost King Club's official website and checked Xue Lingling and Zhou Qi's initial pricing.

After some thought, he finally priced the chicken king and divine tiger at: 400,000 for a bronze scroll rubbing, and 790,000 for a copy.

Black and White Impermanence and General Wasp were priced at: 590,000 for a bronze scroll rubbing, and 890,000 for a copy.

"Wouldn't this be a bit bad?"

Wu Xian couldn't help but feel ashamed of his 'involutionary' behavior.

But making money, that's not shameful.

Xue Lingling and Zhou Qi were both from prominent families; they couldn't possibly stoop to his level, a poor boy, could they?

Sure enough, shortly after the initial pricing was released, he received two orders.

One was Xue Qingyang's copy order for [Black and White Impermanence], and the other was Zhou Qi's copy order for [Chicken King].

Immediately after, he received a WeChat message from Zhou Qi: "Pricing it so cheaply? Can you afford the cost?"

"It's alright~, small profits but quick turnover to earn some hard-earned money, first build up sales and reputation."

"..."

Zhou Qi sent a string of ellipses.

Soon after, he silently adjusted the price of the Nether Centipede to the same level as Black and White Impermanence, and although it wouldn't result in a loss, the profit was significantly reduced, which was frustrating... Inside the President's private chambers at the Ghost King Club.

After planning and formulating the Club's development, the highly motivated Xue Lingling stretched lazily.

At this time, she was unaware of the initial pricing Wu Xian had released. Humming a little tune, she returned to her bed, sat cross-legged, and while cultivating her spiritual power daily, her consciousness sank into her Sea of Consciousness divine scroll, comprehending the mysteries of the Law Void Realm.

"?!"

Feeling the abnormality of the [Ghost King divine scroll] in the Law Void Realm, Xue Lingling was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Behind the phantom of the Soul-Devouring Ghost King in the divine scroll, a faint Law Veins extended, disappearing into the depths of the Law Void Realm, its destination unknown.

"Damn it—!" Xue Lingling exploded in frustration, "Which old geezer is so shameless as to covet a junior's things?"

The original divine scroll's condensation level had clearly shrunk somewhat.

She instinctively assumed that some powerful figure was forcibly stealing the fruits of her Law comprehension.

At this moment, tears of grievance welled up in her eyes.

Leaving home at fifteen, she went to the Undead Dojo alone. Hailing from a small, declining Family, she had endured countless cold stares and ridicule, but she never lost heart, diligently studying and never daring to slack off.

She was determined to prove herself and carve out her own path!

This was also the main reason she decided to return to her hometown and establish the Club.

But at this moment, her mindset was truly on the verge of breaking down.

"Wuwuwu, this is too much bullying..."

It was bad enough that those second-generation rich kids at the Dojo looked down on her, but now some old geezer wanted to covet her divine scroll achievements? Did they all think she was easy to bully?

This made her feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

Just as she was on the verge of collapse and despair, she suddenly discovered something.

Yes, the divine scroll's condensation degree had indeed weakened a bit, but that Law Veins didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to "extract."

"Not stealing?"

Xue Lingling was both surprised and delighted.

Then she was amazed to find that the Law Veins seemed to have added several deeper Law Veins to the Soul-Devouring Ghost King, making the Soul-Devouring Ghost King's Law framework more complete and powerful.

Simply put, the experience bar had shrunk a bit, but in return, it gained a higher Upper limit.

Upon closer inspection, the position of the [Ghost King divine scroll] in the Law Void Realm also seemed to have been raised considerably.

In an instant, the grievances in her heart vanished, and Xue Lingling wept tears of joy.

Her gaze fixed on the direction where that Law Veins extended, her heart unable to calm for a long time.

"Could it be a Senior who has a connection with my Xue Family?"

She had heard before that the divine scrolls of those second-generation rich kids at the Dojo could receive support from the older generation.

She never expected that she, a small figure, would one day receive such treatment.

She figured her efforts had been recognized by that Senior, which further strengthened her resolve.