Qin Ye furrowed his brows. He had never expected that drafting a research paper for publication would be so troublesome.

But… he wasn’t going to give up.

This was the only avenue he could pursue in order to be present at the summer major auction at the end of June. Otherwise… he would have to give up on securing Oda Nobunaga’s soul for himself, and the inauguration of his Southsea Huanghuali golden trade route would have to be pushed back by several months as well. Who knew whether he would face yet another Yin spirit riot during this period of time?

“I’d like to give it a shot.” Qin Ye locked eyes with Tao Ran with an affirmative nod.

“Alright.” Tao Ran didn’t beat about the bush any longer. There wasn’t any basis for him to oppose Qin Ye’s application in this regard, whether as a professor, or a representative of the academy. He opened his drawer again, pulled out a form and began to fill it up, “Where do you intend to publish your paper?”

There were many words and fields on the form, and Qin Ye glossed over its details as he responded placidly, “Cultivators Weekly.”

“Ambitious.” Tao Ran sighed, “The prestige and prominence of that is equivalent to having something published on People’s Daily, except in the cultivation world. The first three panels are reserved for the most important developments in the cultivation world, while the final page is where the latest research topic in the cultivation academia would be published. The publications that make it there are all thoroughly screened before being handpicked from a pile… Are you even aware of the number of publications that get sent to the Cultivators Weekly every day? But… if your paper finds its way into Cultivators Weekly, then you can...