Chapter 535: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Stable Chapter 535: Greetings, Three Immortal Masters

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

One sentence from Xu Zhangqing left Wang Han speechless.

These words were too arrogant, too overbearing.

Previously, no matter how high their identity or background, inspecting disciples in front of him had never said similar words; most kept a low profile.

It was nothing more than taking some benefits, eating some delicacies, receiving some flattery—basically all the same.

But the person before him could not be judged by common sense.

At this moment, Xu Zhangqing stepped forward, staring at him: "From now on, cooperate however we should cooperate."

Especially regarding spirit plants, spirit beasts, and other resources we handle, prices must be precisely set.

Too high, and the Immortal Sect will be dissatisfied; by then, you'll be the first one they cause trouble for.

Too low, and everyone's earnings are affected; if hearts scatter, who will do the work?

What you need to do is make the Immortal Sect, the people below, and us all satisfied!"

Wang Han's plump cheeks twitched, squeezing out a smile uglier than crying: "I understand... from now on, the accounts will be guaranteed solid and real, resource prices will definitely be precisely set, making the Immortal Sect, the people below, and you all satisfied!"

Xu Zhangqing nodded slightly, satisfied with this person's attitude, then instructed: "Although I am only passing through Fengrao Commandery this time, I won't leave immediately."

For the other commanderies cooperating with the Spirit Field, you take the lead in coordinating and collecting the account books, and deliver them to me within three days."

The original task was merely to take this side's account books when passing through Fengrao Commandery.

But Xu Zhangqing knew well that if he wanted to become the Grain Master, one Fengrao Commandery was far from enough; he had to do his utmost to collect the account books of these several commanderies.

Put plainly, the more resources one controls, the more solid the results one produces, and the more one will be recognized by those lofty Immortal Masters.

Upon hearing this, cold sweat broke out all over Wang Han's face, even soaking his back, his voice trembling: "The other commanderies? Three days?"

Xu Zhangqing raised an eyebrow: "You won't be able to do it?"

Wang Han lowered his head, his eyeballs rolling in their sockets, and said with slight worry: "The people of the other commanderies have backers supporting them behind the scenes; one careless move, and I fear even you will be implicated..."

Xu Zhangqing patted his shoulder hard: "Your backer is me!"

Wang Han was stunned upon hearing this, then raised his head to reassess the other party.

Who is this person?

The Spirit Field's sole Spirit Cultivator.

Core Disciple of Qingmu Peak.

Disciple of the current Peak Master of Qingmu Peak.

Identity, status, background—all present; compared to Li Elder he had dealt with before, this person was simply terrifyingly strong.

Moreover, a Spirit Cultivator suddenly demanding the account books of these several commanderies itself released a signal, a signal only smart people could catch.

From top to bottom, the Spirit Field has only four managers.

Farming Overseer, Grain Master, Steward, Spirit Cultivator.

As for the Steward, as long as he doesn't die, he basically remains unchanged for ten thousand years.

Only the Spirit Cultivator, Grain Master, and Farming Overseer—whenever there is a vacancy, it will be filled.

Therefore, one step above Spirit Cultivator is... that position goes without saying.

Previously Wang Han had still been hesitant, conflicted, even anxious.

Now, especially after figuring out the ins and outs here, he instead calmed down.

This was an opportunity for himself; if he could seize it, what he controlled in the future would not be just one Fengrao Commandery.

Therefore, this was a huge gamble.

If he won the gamble, not only Fengrao Commandery, but the authority of more commanderies could be held in his hands; by then, everyone would be happy.

If he lost the gamble, he would definitely offend Li Elder he had previously cooperated with, and even lose everything he currently had.

If someone else said these words, Wang Han would definitely not agree, and would even mock the other for overestimating themselves.

However, Xu Zhangqing had this confidence and qualification.

Relying on these three identities, let alone Li Elder, even that Grain Master in the Spirit Field probably would not dare to look down on him.

Therefore, Wang Han nodded hard: "Yes, I understand."

Exchange the family property accumulated over thirty years of operation for collecting all account books within three days.

If this were known to outsiders, anyone would call him a madman.

However, things had come to this; he had no room for turning back at all.

Next, everything became easy.

Hu Bugui, Zhao Ziyue, and others returned one after another.

Everyone who should contribute resources contributed resources, who should set prices set prices.

That tense atmosphere vanished without a trace in an instant.

"On my side are all spirit beasts!"

"It's fine, as much as you want."

"I have some rare spirit mines here, want some?"

"Same, as much as you want."

"As for price... no problem, right?"

"Rest assured, absolutely no problem!"

Initially, Hu Bugui and the others were still a bit nervous, afraid of being cheated.

After all, the trickery in the account book earlier had been clear to everyone.

As a result, they later discovered that ever since Wang Han had spoken privately with Xu Zhangqing, the man seemed changed; not only was his attitude better, but there was no problem with the price either.

This change surprised everyone, even making them curious.

However, no one would ask; for them, knowing less about some things was better.

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In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

At this time, Xu Zhangqing held a list of geniuses from Fengrao Commandery in his hand.

Some were exceptionally intelligent from childhood.

Some had outstanding talent in martial arts.

Others were very sensitive to spirit plants and talismans.

In short, there were all types, eight males and females combined.

These were the final selections from tens of thousands of children of suitable age within Fengrao Commandery, after multiple rounds of screening and repeated comparisons.

However, spiritual roots were rare in the mortal world; among these eight, not to mention three, having one or two awaken was difficult, and having three was an unexpected joy.

What Xu Zhangqing had to do was bring the natural spirit root stone to test these people's spiritual roots; once someone possessed one, he would recommend them to the immortal sect.

Hu Bugui grinned: "Unexpectedly, it's finally our turn to verify others!"

Zhao Ziyue nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

Xu Zhangqing glanced at the two: "I can tell you're very happy!"

Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue looked at each other and smiled: "Lao Xu, we're both people who have been through this."

Recalling back when they were young, they too had been surrounded like this, tested through the spirit root stone, and discovered their spiritual roots amidst others' indifferent and surprised gazes.

The mood of that time still makes one sigh when thinking of it now.

Especially Zhao Ziyue, who back then only joined the immortal sect after twenty, enduring who knows how many white eyes and doubts; who would have thought that now he ranked among Earth Grade Golden Cores.

It can only be said that anything is possible.

But the premise is that a spiritual root for cultivation must be born.

Not long after, the three arrived at a quiet courtyard.

Presumably having received the news, the master of this place had long since sent away the idlers, and the courtyard was quiet with only the sound of wind remaining.

In the center of the courtyard stood eight boys and girls under sixteen.

Their faces were immature, but their clothing was worlds apart.

Some wore silk as noble family children, while others were commoner children in patched cloth shirts.

Upon seeing the three of them, the eight children instantly composed themselves, some bowing with clasped hands, some with fists cupped; though their movements were uneven, the voices they shouted were perfectly uniform: "Welcome, three Immortal Masters!"