Chapter 124: Changes in the Two Realms

Internet users are always the most aggressive, yet also the most fervent.

"God has left; alas, what a pity."

The Weibo platform features both online and invisible status options, though few ever use the latter. Su Tong’s status was now set to offline.

Fans of traditional literature tried their best to prove and express their stance, but they were beaten back steadily by the relentless onslaught of web literature readers. After all, Su Tong’s previous track record stood as a testament; with the heavyweights having already lost, the juniors had no heart left to fight.

Furthermore, web readers are, as they say, quite "straightforward." They speak their minds; if they want to curse you, they curse you plainly and clearly. Readers of traditional literature are more subtle and were simply no match for the web readers in a war of words.

The day-long conflict between the two literary worlds reached a definitive conclusion once Su Tong appeared, with the web literature community emerging victorious. Though sporadic skirmishes remained, the traditional literary camp was beyond saving.

While the web literature community won on the surface, many knew deep down that most web novels lack true substance and fail to reach the level of books meant to educate and cultivate character. Compared to traditional literature—not that every single book in that field achieves this, but generally speaking—it is more effective. Moreover, the loyalty of traditional literature readers toward their authors is something web novelists would kill for. In the traditional literary world, if a reader likes an author, they can remain a fan for life. In the web literature world, authors lack such charisma; their so-called "die-hard" fans rarely last more than a few years.

Su Tong became famous overnight. This conflict not only allowed him to stand head and shoulders above the rest in the web literature world but also helped him make a name for himself in the traditional literary circles. He was indeed a product of the "fast-food" web novel industry, but he was undeniably talented. The beauty of his prose left the titans of the traditional literary world speechless at first, followed by endless praise.

"Let me be the villain; it might be better if the Ministry of Culture keeps an eye on this sooner," Su Tong muttered, shaking his head and speaking in riddles.

"Once he has two literary monographs, he can apply to join the national association," the president of the National Writers Association stated personally.

*The Legend of Wukong* counted as one, but *Coiling Dragon* was still being serialized. It was not yet finished, and there was still controversy over whether it truly qualified as a literary monograph.

"Such a talent should be writing literary masterpieces, leaving behind cultural treasures for humanity like *Nian Nu Jiao: Remembering the Past at Red Cliff* or *Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower*. Writing web novels is truly a waste of talent."

"Indeed, he is still young and has strayed; it is still salvageable. Don't let him continue writing that soulless web content."

"Principal Song is his student; let him try to talk some sense into him. That daily output of thousands or tens of thousands of words is like plain boiled water—it lacks any depth."

"Haha, everyone was fighting to take him as an apprentice back then; who dares to do it now?"

"Why wouldn't they? A teacher doesn't necessarily have to teach him how to write books; teaching him how to avoid pitfalls and how to conduct himself is what makes a good teacher."

Within the internal group of the National Writers Association, a cluster of forward-thinking senior writers chatted online. Ultimately, these titans compromised: once Su Tong finished *Coiling Dragon*, he would be allowed to join the association. They even considered allowing provincial-level associations to recruit top-tier web authors in the future.

The *Nian Nu Jiao* battle had a significant impact, pushing the two worlds from a state of total hostility into at least a period of superficial coexistence. Su Tong was naturally unaware that these titans had decided on such a profound matter during their online "meeting." He only felt that his lower half was currently in great distress.

Ten extra centimeters—that is not just one; it is no wonder he was suffering. After battling all night and breaking a sweat, Su Tong went to take a shower.

"Oh, damn it." While showering, he took a visual measurement. Even in his dormant state, he was several centimeters longer than the average man in his peak state. If he had a girlfriend now, wouldn't she be terrified into fainting? As he thought about this, Su Tong looked down.

Holy crap, he was almost terrified into fainting himself. This was like a tail; how could it be this long in a combat state? The length had doubled.

"It’s only been two days, just two days! System, you jerk, I was just complaining a little!" Su Tong didn't dare speak ill while the system was active, but he wasn't afraid to do so otherwise. The system was usually powered down, and Su Tong only turned it on when necessary; the power-on and power-off process took only a blink. The little demon was currently evolving, which was said to take some time; it would contact Su Tong once the process was complete.

It was a painful night. Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiao were restless in their sleep, and Su Tong had nearly been driven to ruin several times. Furthermore, when they woke up in the morning, both girls complained that their feet hurt, though neither knew why.

After their father left for the construction site, the three siblings were eating breakfast leisurely. Su Tong looked exhausted. "Xiaoyu, you two should sleep by yourselves tonight. Brother is a bit restless when he sleeps; look at how I crushed your feet."

"Brother, it doesn't hurt."

"Brother, Xiaoxiao doesn't want to. Xiaoxiao wants to sleep with Brother; it’s so cool and refreshing."

The two sisters refused, and tonight was the last night, as Su Tong had to return to school the next day.

"Alright then," Su Tong said powerlessly. After breakfast, he had the sisters do their homework while he handled the chores—laundry, mopping, and cleaning.

Not long after, the two "tails," Li Wen and Gao Litong, arrived.

"Perfect, come over and give me a hand. Clean every room and every corner for me, and I’ll give you a free live-stream show this afternoon." Su Tong used the two girls as labor, paying them with lunch and the live show. Su Tong had announced that he would be streaming from two to six in the afternoon, then resting for an hour and a half before continuing until eleven at night.

He was in such a rush because he might be very busy this month; he had to finish his required hours now, or he would be in breach of contract. Zhang Xin wasn't his boss; if he breached the contract, the other party had the right to demand penalties. It would be equivalent to losing his base salary and fan tips, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Tongtong, your mom finally let you out?" Gao Litong was clearly much better at chores than Li Wen, which gratified Su Tong; she truly had the makings of a good wife.

"Yeah, my mom is actually quite reasonable," Gao Litong said sheepishly. In truth, she had snuck out; Xu Jing couldn't really lock her away.

"Don't worry, I will work hard," Su Tong whispered in Gao Litong’s ear. "I’m planning to participate in *The Voice*. I’ll be a big star soon. By the way, your mom doesn't hate big stars, does she?"

Gao Litong felt a tingle all over; Su Tong’s breath acted like an electric current, entering through her ear.

"No, my mom doesn't like female celebrities, but she really likes male stars. She’s even a fan herself." Gao Litong blushed. She actually wanted to add that her mother had a soft spot for young, handsome men, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

Just then, Li Wen returned with a basin of water and saw Su Tong and Gao Litong standing so close, feeling incredibly jealous.

"Oops!"

She let out a sharp cry and stumbled. The next moment, the entire basin of water splashed over.

*Splash!*

Su Tong quickly pulled Gao Litong behind him, and the entire basin of water drenched him instead.

This Li Wen—she had done it on purpose.

Su Tong was about to scold her, but when he saw Li Wen staring blankly at a certain part of his body, he stopped, overcome with embarrassment.