After showing off his strength a few tis to the many guards and attendants of the City Lords manor, Sage finally got a eting with the man. He gave him a bow, though it wasnt that low after noticing that the City Lord was not a Nascent Soul. Since the man wasnt a Nascent Soul, then hed attained his position through his connections, but Sage had no idea who this mans backer was.
Greetings, City Lord. I had heard you were an impressive individual before, and now I can confirm it with my own eyes.
The City Lord returned the bow and he mirrored the polite niceties, Im nothing much in comparison to your strength. To what do I owe the honor?
Sage smiled, both to show a friendly face to the City Lord and also at his very subtle insult which the City Lord gracefully deflected with a bit of self deprecation. This was good, as it ant he wasnt dealing with an arrogant blowhard. To show a bit more sincerity after that little character test, Sage saluted the City Lord with a clasped fist and gave him a deeper bow, It is good to see how forthright you are. I am very pleased to et the City Lord. I need your assistance in contacting a high level cultivator of the Cult of the Woodlord. I have a business proposition for them. If you facilitate, I can offer you a generous prize in return.
The City Lord noticed the change in deanor and he reached out to pull Sage back up from his bow.
It must be your lucky day, as I have a cousin who is an Elder in the Cult of the Woodlord. Since youve made such a generous offer, I will do my best to help fulfill your request. I must warn you, I can not guarantee their response.
Dont you worry. All you need to do is get a eting with them, whether or not they accept my offer is not up to you, Sir.
He took the City Lords hand, shaking it and then passing him a Storage Bag completely filled with Spirit Stones. Such a sum would have been massive to him in the past, but now he dared to use a million Spirit Stones as a bribe to get a eting.
Please use these to ensure I can et with soone important enough to make deals with a Nascent Soul, and then consider the rest as my gift to you.
Sage was hoping that since this City Lord was honorable, he could show his sincerity up front and also give the man a big incentive to do the job properly. If the man wasnt honorable he could just get him a eting with so generic mber of the Cult. Sage wasnt worried about whether the man would keep the money without arranging a eting, because he didnt think that Daggerguard Citys defensive array was enough to stop him. On the other hand there was a chance the City Lord would go to imdiately look up Sages background and if he was weak enough then the City Lord might also be tempted to take the money and do nothing.
Such a generous man. Dont you worry, Ill ask my cousin to arrange a eting with one of the higher ups.
They started another round of polite complints, and Sage did not volunteer to leave. He was even bold enough to ask to borrow one of the City Lords rooms to stay in. He acted a little thick skinned, inviting himself to stay in order to put a little more pressure on the City Lord to fulfill his promise. The City Lord didnt dare to decline such a simple request from a Nascent Soul, especially considering the manor was imnse and had dozens of empty rooms.
Sage continued to thicken his skin and stayed in the City Lords manor for over a week before there was finally so news as to a eting. He wasnt sure if the City Lord was stalling or if he was just inefficient. Eventually though, he was given a ssage that he would get his eting in two weeks. Sage accepted the ssage and closed the door back up to his room. He didnt give the City Lord a chance to send him off. Waiting patiently for a few weeks was extrely simple for a cultivator, ti which he could spend training. Eventually the day ca and the eting was held in the City Lords manor.
Lang Sheng. This is High Elder Shi Wen. It was not easy to et with him, so I hope you can cherish this opportunity.
The person described as High Elder Shi Wen was not a young person. Despite being in the higher stages of the fifth rank, the man was still old and gray. His back even had a slight hunch in it, showing how late in his life the man was. Since a Core Formation Cultivator could live near five thousand years, it showed just how ancient the fellow was. Sage guessed this was a man who was important because of his experience and had probably been stuck in his cultivation for a very long ti. Understanding of the laws was not sothing with a direct path and once a person was stuck for a long enough ti they would be likely to give up on uselessly trying to improve themselves and instead focus on leaving behind a legacy or finding other ways to contribute. There was a limit to how strong they could get by improving their mastery with their weapons and techniques. It would take greater and greater effort to continue to make any improvent. Worse yet, even the weakest Nascent Soul would be able to give them an extrely hard ti.
It was just far more efficient to focus on other things where their great cultivation would help them beco experts and important figures in no ti. With a superhuman physique and mind, they were so much better at any job than a mortal. Most Sects and Clans were filled with these old and experienced cultivators that helped these large organizations manage all their assets and train the next generation.
Sage started off by thanking the City Lord and then imdiately he turned his gaze to the High Elder, I have so important business to discuss with you.
He sent the City Lord an apologetic smile, Forgive . Id like to discuss so important information with the High Elder.
The City Lords eyes flashed with a trace of annoyance, but he didnt speak out against him. The man nodded and left the room leaving Sage alone with the Cults High Elder. Sage stepped closer and used his Windscreen technique to block out any eavesdroppers. This move caught the attention of the High Elder and the old man imdiately got a little interested. Hed only agreed to this eting because the City Lord had promised to reward him with two hundred thousand Spirit Stones. It was just a quick little eting, and what if there was actually a deal to be made?
Greetings, High Lord. I am here to make a very confidential deal with the Cult of the Woodlord. I want to trade knowledge of the Arborist trade for my services as a Gardener.
Gardener? Arborist? Who the hell are you?
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