"Since Manager Qi is so sincere, there is naturally no reason for not to agree."
Liang Yi smiled faintly. After accepting this proposal, he would be backed by Divine Wind Comrce, and at least for a short ti, he would not worry about spiritual coins anymore, considering it a stable source of inco.
"Then here’s to a happy cooperation!" Liang Yi and the others exchanged knowing smiles; everyone being clever enough to understand the unspoken implications.
This ti he’s given a peach, and one day in the future, Liang Yi would surely repay with a plum.
"By the way, where is Young Master Yu Wei? Wasn’t he sent to attend the major sect competition? I didn’t see him there in the Secret Realm." Liang Yi suddenly recalled another matter. After seeing Yu Wei last ti, he ntioned he would definitely attend the next day’s sect competition, but Liang Yi never saw him after that.
"Young Master Yu was urgently summoned back by the president after eting with you; I am not privy to the details," Qi An also expressed so confusion. His role was not small within the comrce, or else he wouldn’t be the manager in Qingliang City.
He knew so internal affairs of Yu Wei’s training and understood that unless it was a significant issue, the president would almost act as if this son didn’t exist. However, nothing major that he wasn’t aware of had happened recently within the comrce.
"It’s good he is unhard; I was a bit worried." Liang Yi smiled and then shifted his focus, content knowing Yu Wei was safe.
"Since Young Hero Liang is so understanding, please accept this token of appreciation as the first installnt of our deposit?" Qi An offered a storage bag with a beaming smile.
After examining it, Liang Yi’s smile widened.
Dear , I may have underestimated just how wealthy Wind God Comrce is; these spiritual coins could buy about ten little foxes.
Yue Bai shivered, feeling as if soone was talking about him.
Following this, Qi An didn’t linger any longer. Accompanied by the silent Pan Mingzhi, he took his leave.
"How was it? Notice anything?" once they were in the rare Spiritual Steed-drawn carriage waiting outside, Qi An asked Pan Mingzhi.
"Liang Yi is definitely not a Spiritual Craftsman; he lacks any characteristics of one," Pan Mingzhi shook his head, sharing his observations.
"Then the secret recipe might not have been discovered by Young Hero Liang himself." Qi An, as a rchant, always thought ahead, making money now but planning for more later.
After sensing the huge business opportunity in this secret recipe, he wondered if Liang Yi had other similar recipes, and whether these were his own discoveries or known from so Secret Realm.
Given the current situation, it seems Liang Yi indeed obtained it from elsewhere.
"In any case, at least we’ve had a good start with that Liang Yi. If he has other secret recipes, he would also consider Wind God Comrce as a priority," Qi An was in high spirits; this secret recipe, under his managent, could earn him countless amounts of small money.
"Small money, delightful small money~~" Qi An’s off-key singing echoed in the smoothly moving carriage, much to Pan Mingzhi’s chagrin.
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Su Youyi and Yue Bai, seeing everyone had left, casually walked over from the lakeside. So that manager from Wind God Comrce was here to deliver money?
"Alright, there shouldn’t be anything else now, let’s head to the Mystic Bureau, don’t keep Commander Wu waiting." Liang Yi tossed the storage bag to his junior sister, casually calling out.
"This much, all for ? Senior brother," Su Youyi was seeing so many spiritual coins at once for the first ti, suddenly feeling the storage bag had beco much heavier.
"You are the female manager of the Taoist Sect after all. Just keep it," Liang Yi teased. His junior sister had always been deeply concerned about the sect, and there were plenty of places within it needing funds. Not to ntion, their residence on the mountain was just ordinary rooms, unlike other Super Forces which had various arrays to aid in cultivation.
There are buildings everywhere. According to his knowledge, these buildings were constructed when Master restarted the Taoist Sect. They haven’t been renovated all these years simply because of a lack of money.
After all, the Master is only the Number One Cultivator in the world, not the Number One rchant.
Happily transferring the spiritual coins from the storage bag into the ring, he also gave so to the small fox to maintain the yard. This yard used to be maintained regularly by the Little Bamboo House’s folks, but now that the owners are him and his junior sister, naturally, they had to bear the costs.
"Let’s go." After giving so instructions to the little fox, Su Youyi pulled her senior brother towards the Mystic Bureau.
"Goodbye, Master! Goodbye, Sister Su!"
The little fox watched as the two gradually walked away, sighing maturely, lanting the two masters were indeed a match made by heaven, and she was tired of being shown off every day.
When Liang Yi and his junior sister arrived at the doors of the Mystic Bureau, they found the place jam-packed with players, even the queue was incredibly long.
"Hey hey, it’s Boss Liang and my goddess!"
"That’s my goddess, are you even worthy? Why don’t you look in the mirror first?"
"What nonsense are you two thinking?"
"Damn it, you dare to jabber, eat my stick first!"
Liang Yi and his junior sister didn’t hide their appearances this ti, and their appearance made the bored queueing players excited like injected with chicken blood, offering an unimpressive street PK show on the spot for their arrival.
Other players continuously cheered them on, admiring the audacity of these individuals who dared to start trouble right in front of the Mystic Bureau.
As expected, when a new player just heard the commotion and asked: "Is the PK starting now?"
A player beside answered: "No, it’s already over."
Two audacious players were both thrown into prison.
Liang Yi and Su Youyi ignored this group of jokers and directly followed an officer into the Mystic Bureau to et the long-waiting Wu Yangshuo.
Wu Yangshuo sat bored on a chair, fingers tapping the tabletop continuously, next to his fingers rested a mysterious purple talisman.
When he saw Liang Yi and his sister at the doorway, the yawning Wu Yangshuo almost choked on his own saliva in joy, quickly swallowing a sip of tea to calm down.
"You’ve finally arrived. Where is the puppet transford from Miss Chu from the Chu Family?" Wu Yangshuo asked anxiously, as this matter concerned the face of Immortal Dynasty, and he could not afford any negligence.
Even though the main culprit, Zhao Feng, had been chopped down by Liang Yi, what the Immortal Dynasty needed was perfection; any fault in Miss Chu would be a failure for the Immortal Dynasty.
Liang Yi didn’t dawdle, directly bringing out the puppet transford from Wan Tinggui and carefully placing it on the table.
Wu Yangshuo dismissed everyone else, placing the puppet cautiously in the middle of an array designed within the room. The puppet did not touch the ground but floated in mid-air, level with Wu Yangshuo.
With a gesture, the [Ziyue Xuanze Talisman]on the table automatically drifted into Wu Yangshuo’s hand. Mana poured into it, and the engravings on the talisman began shining brighter, illuminating the room so intensely that others could hardly open their eyes.
Patterns filled with Mana appeared on the body of the puppet transford from Wan Tinggui, which were the roots of its transformation into a puppet. The light emitted by the Ziyue Xuanze Talisman gradually dissolved these patterns.
Once all the patterns were lted away, the secret technique naturally broke.
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