After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

She could tolerate being overshadowed by a senior, but not by a newcomer more than a decade younger stomping over her head.

The thought was unbearable.

“Still, it all comes down to actual talent,” her agent consoled her. “The bigger her hype, the harder she’ll fall if the show doesn’t meet expectations. The backlash will be significant.”

The higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Indeed, Qu Lingyun’s involvement had garnered more attention and traffic for Si Fuqing, but should Si Fuqing’s acting falter or the action scenes be overly reliant on special effects, the series “Crossing the Demon Realm” would be ruined.

The agent had also ramped up the promotion for “Great Zhao Dynasty.”

**

Unaware of Qu Lingyun’s Weibo promotion, Si Fuqing had booked a hotel for Old Master JI.

Glancing at her wallet, she thought, thankfully, the salary from Xi Jiang was timely, resolving my pressing financial crisis.

“Old Master JI,” Si Fuqing looked up. “You’re staying here, and tomorrow, please join me at the film’s promotional event.”

“Of course, of course,” Old Master JI nodded eagerly. “I can’t take being called ‘Old Master’ by such the dignified Senior Yu Wu.”

In the world of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, strength dictated one’s standing, not age.

“You are an elder,” Si Fuqing smiled. “I consider your grandson a brother, so it’s only right I call you Grandpa JI.”

“Hey, don’t, big brother,” JI Xingzhi protested. “If he’s your elder, that puts me above him in seniority. Don’t demote me.”

Old Master JI was touched, but at JI Xingzhi’s complaint, he snapped, “You little rascal, itching for a spanking again!”

“I’m not afraid of you, old man,” JI Xingzhi stood his ground. “With my big brother here, you can’t hit me anymore. Hey, big brother, what are you doing now?!”

JI Xingzhi found himself immobilized.

A talisman was stuck on his forehead.

Si Fuqing casually slung her bag over her shoulder, “Grandpa JI, to see one’s grandchildren excel, discipline is essential.”

Old Master JI deeply agreed.

Ignoring JI Xingzhi’s screams, Si Fuqing left the hotel and returned to the production team.

The internship task was a breeze for Si Fuqing, swiftly completed.

The others were still hard at work.

Director Qin, aware of Si Fuqing’s drama airing tonight, clapped his hands, “Everyone, if you’re free tonight, head home early and support our Teacher Si’s new drama.”

Chen Wenxin shouted, “Absolutely, I’ve already shared it in all my school groups.”

Director Qin, startled, wondered if the lad had hit his head.

“I won’t watch it,” Bai Jinxi chuckled. “I’m dining with Yanchen tonight, and he’s not into TV dramas.”

Wu Wanying also declined.

She had to return to Great Xia University to prepare for her studies. Who would watch a Xianxia drama?

Waste of time.

Director Qin wasn’t bothered and turned to Si Fuqing, “I have a projector set up for tonight, would you like to come over and watch?”

“Maybe tomorrow,” Si Fuqing declined politely. “I have plans tonight; I’ll be watching it with my boss.”

At this, Director Qin immediately responded, “Then go, hurry back to your boss.”

Bai Jinxi, overhearing this, her interest piqued.

Boss?

Presented so nobly, was it just a sponsor?

She was determined to uncover the identity of Si Fuqing’s mysterious sponsor.

**

At 7:50 PM, Yu Tang prepared popcorn, sunflower seeds, and drinks.

She distributed them to Xi Jiang and Feng San, then carefully sat beside Si Fuqing.

Yu Xiheng opened his eyes and slightly turned his head, “Nervous?”

“A bit,” Si Fuqing rested her chin in her hand, “This is my first TV series.”

That was no lie.

She had only done movies before, four in total.

This was her first foray into a xianxia drama.

“Crossing the Demon Realm” progressed rapidly, spanning thirty-six episodes, depicting Sui Yan’s rise from a mortal to a war goddess across the Celestial Realm and Demon Realm.

In contrast, “Great Zhao Dynasty” spanned eighty-four episodes, twice the length of “Crossing the Demon Realm.”

Recent years saw a surge in filler content in domestic dramas, with directors extending storylines as much as possible, adding melodramatic twists at every turn.

Especially in xianxia dramas, a romance between the leads could shake the three realms, leading to viewer fatigue.

“Crossing the Demon Realm” was indeed laden with high expectations.

At eight o’clock sharp, following the weather forecast, the idol segment began.

Clang!

With a sharp clang, a sword flew through the air, plunging deep into the abyss.