Chapter 299 – The Shock Comes from the Audition

At the media production site of Flying TV Station.

A resonant voice carried from afar: “When selecting actors, we take it seriously. We never hire through open recruitment—we only coordinate recommendations within the industry. Anyone claiming to hire openly is a fraud.”

As the words faded, waves of flattery rose from all directions, echoing incessantly.

“The director is absolutely right. Credibility is built on our diligent work ethic. We never engage in flashy gimmicks. All newcomers, rest assured—we focus solely on your fundamental discipline, dedication, and drive, then evaluate the results!”

“The director is our guiding light. His word is final. If any of you believe you have what it takes to embody a role, step onto the stage and let us witness your ambition.”

“If your heart yearns for more, why not join our director in radiating brilliance to illuminate the entire world…”

In an instant, the entire set fell silent, filled with seemingly determined young ladies and mission-driven young men.

Ye Kuang had just arrived when he heard this uproar.

To be honest, one never truly understands the depths of an industry until stepping into it. Little did he know, the truth often echoed by the masses could be overshadowed by sensationalized, distorted topics.

Elder Ma, witnessing this, couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride and called out, “Director Liu, Elder Ma would like to recommend someone. May I?”

Director Liu Boran.

He was a middle-aged man with a crew-cut at the temples, a receding hairline, a short and portly stature, and a prominent belly…

At first glance, Ye Kuang thought to himself: Though this man may not be tall, he possesses a remarkably sharp and insightful mind.

At that moment, everyone on set turned to look—clearly, they all recognized Elder Ma.

Liu Boran: “Elder Ma? Of course, you may. If the person has genuine talent, there’s no need for excessive praise. But we must follow procedure. Bring them up for an audition first!”

“Understood.” No sooner had the words been spoken than the assistant director made a timely entrance—a bald man, unmistakably.

“Today’s scene is about a swordsman. The entrance must be stylish, the presence imposing, and the ancient aura vividly portrayed. Are you prepared?”

Elder Ma, hearing this, couldn’t resist turning to his side and said with a laugh, “It’s up to you now.”

“Stylish? Imposing?” Ye Kuang murmured to himself.

The bald man: “Group one and two, step up. Group three, be ready to enter at any moment.”

“Ready!”

Snap!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In an instant, dozens of figures were hoisted by ropes, each brandishing a horse-slaying blade as they chased after a crowd of women, children, and the elderly.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang’s face was covered in black lines.

What in the world is this?

A cliché, melodramatic scene?

A full three minutes of awkward silence ensued!

The bald man couldn’t help but raise his voice and shout, “Cut! Damn it, where’s the audition candidate?”

Elder Ma, witnessing this, could only force a wry smile and said, “Director, the person I recommended is just getting into the groove. I was thinking… perhaps we should build up the atmosphere a bit beforehand…”

The bald man: “Are you the director, or am I? Do you not know that film is expensive? Reshoot!”

Elder Ma: “Yes, yes, yes. Let’s do it again. Later, I’ll treat everyone to some drinks to cool off, haha…”

Ye Kuang: “…”

Seeing this, the bald man had no choice but to let it go and then barked, “Someone’s treating! Don’t hold back, folks. Let’s go again.”

Ready!

Roar! Roar! Roar!When this cliché scenario reappeared, it inevitably refreshed Ye Kuang’s understanding once more.

He suddenly raised his hand in a summoning gesture, the sword gleam behind him vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Mid-air, a flipping and spinning sword blade abruptly materialized.

Under the sunlight, these sword flashes successively faded, drawing countless astonished gazes as they entered everyone’s field of vision.

Even the bald man couldn’t help exclaiming at this sight: “Holy shit… What is this?”

But the shocking spectacle didn’t end there.

Fallen leaves danced with the wind as a roaring gale swept through.

Unexpectedly, dozens of blades in the arena seemed pulled by some invisible force, rising successively into the air.

As the exclamations died down, sharp intakes of breath became clearly audible.

Ye Kuang emerged from the raging wind, his arms moving like coiling dragons, triggering a chain reaction.

Under the dumbstruck stares of the crowd, the sky filled with what appeared to be a torrential rain of swords, all neatly aligned in formation.

Ye Kuang came charging forward, stepping on the swords as they came.

He was vividly recreating the demeanor of a martial arts master.

Hovering mid-air with both feet planted on swords, he assumed a perfect horse stance.

In that moment, even the dozens of actors couldn’t help feeling their scalps tingle.

Had they not known this was just acting, they might have truly mistaken this for reality.

“Brothers! The Young Lord has ordered – eliminate them! We’ll rise to greatness and enjoy all the wealth and glory this world has to offer!”

“You insignificant brat! How dare you flaunt your sword skills before me, the Mixed Yuan Real Person…”

Before the voice could finish, though Ye Kuang had slowed his speed several times over, he still arrived as if flying.

“You what…”

“Daring to wield your… blade… before Lord Guan… are you seeking death?”

It must be said, these words inevitably stunned all the bystanders on site.

Thump!

A seemingly gentle punch landed on Ye Kuang’s chest, while countless figures surged forward behind him.

Ye Kuang paid this no mind until they approached, when he suddenly tapped the long sword with his toe and soared into the air.

The spinning motion, executed with such speed, was as flashy as it could possibly be.

Amidst the intertwining of dumbfounded stares, the bald director was already stunned and clearly couldn’t remain seated.

Ye Kuang flew directly before the women and children, apparently at a loss for words, and could only improvise: “Seeing injustice on the road, I draw my sword to help. You should leave quickly – I’ll handle everything.”

As he spoke, his face inevitably flushed red.

Even with his thick skin, he felt inexplicably embarrassed at having shown off to this extent.

It could be said that only at this moment did the group of women and children notice Ye Kuang wasn’t suspended by any wires – he had genuinely flown over.

“Oh my heavens, young man! You’re doing this for real!”

“This isn’t acting! This guy can really fly! Big brother, teach me! I want to learn this divine skill and become a champion of justice!”

“No way! Director, how much did you spend to hire such a master?”

As these exclamations rose one after another, they inevitably stirred up a storm of astonishment on site.

Seeing this, the bald director couldn’t help roaring: “Cut!”

“Do you even have any professional ethics? Get into character quickly! How can we waste such footage?”

Little did he know that after these words, the scene immediately descended into chaos.

“What did I just see? That person really knows Lightness Skill! This…””Oh my god, what a pity to waste such an explosive scene like that. No, I must take a photo first to keep as a memento.”

“Who on earth is that guy… Can anyone tell me!”

“Isn’t it clearly written in the script? An ordinary mortal, embarking on Dao Inquiry in the martial world. Did you even read the script carefully?”

“No, that’s not the point! The problem is that guy genuinely leaped through the air just now, without any assistance whatsoever…”

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Astonishing!

Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, they probably wouldn’t have said anything. But the scene before them was undeniably real, telling them: this was from an audition—who would have thought they’d come to understand what true shock means?