Chapter 472: Choosing a Master

Song Weimin's light injuries were completely beyond Hua Changxi's expectations.

Logically speaking, having been imprisoned in the Ghost Clan prison and having suffered ghost fire burning and ghost energy erosion, his dantian should have suffered some damage. However, his dantian was intact, and only his spiritual roots were slightly damaged.

Most importantly, his cultivation was still very low, only a five-element spiritual root cultivator at the Sea of Qi stage.

Yet, such a loose cultivator with a low realm and mixed spiritual roots actually had a lotus flower overflowing with golden light floating in his dantian.

Seeing the golden lotus, Hua Changxi thought of the Merit Jin Lian.

At first, she thought this golden lotus was an opportunity Song Weimin had obtained by chance, but after careful observation, she found that the lotus seeds were five-colored, corresponding to the colors of his five-element spiritual roots.

"The cultivation technique you practice is very unusual."

Song Weimin was already embarrassed by Hua Changxi's gaze, feeling as if he were being X-rayed. Hearing her words, he looked over in surprise: "You can even diagnose what kind of cultivation technique I practice?"

Hua Changxi smiled: "Of course, looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse are the most basic qualities of a doctor." She paused, "Is it convenient to tell me the name of the cultivation technique you practice?"

If it were someone else asking, Song Weimin would definitely not say it, but Hua Changxi...

She not only saw that his cultivation technique was unusual, but she was also his life-saving benefactor and let him take charge of Nanxiang County again.

"《Jin Lian Merit Technique》"

Hearing this, a look of realization flashed in Hua Changxi's eyes, and she said: "You agreed so readily to take charge of the people's livelihood affairs in Nanxiang County just now, and it also has something to do with the cultivation technique you practice, right."

Hearing Hua Changxi see even this, Song Weimin's thought—that she was a young girl with no background who could become the Lingguang Hall Master mainly because of luck—changed.

Sure enough, geniuses were all shrewd people.

"Yes."

For humans, the fastest way to accumulate merit was to control a piece of territory, develop people's livelihood, and let the people live and work in peace and contentment.

He was a loose cultivator with no relatives or friends to help him. Wanting to occupy a piece of territory in this era of great contention had almost no possibility.

For him, the most convenient way was to choose a good master to follow.

Hua Changxi had territory and resources but lacked manpower. For him, she was undoubtedly the best candidate.

Afterward, Hua Changxi did not continue to ask Song Weimin about other things, used South Bright Li Fire to clear the ghost energy in his body, and used acupuncture to repair his spiritual roots.

"These are a few bottles of second-grade Five-Spirit Pills. Keep them well. Take one pill every day afterward, and first use the spiritual energy in the pills to nourish your spiritual roots. Don't start cultivating until half a month later."

Song Weimin remembered it carefully. Looking at the top-grade pills in his hand, he could hardly hide his excitement even though he tried hard to be calm.

You must know that before, he could only afford low-grade pills, and he needed to save resources for a long time to exchange for a small amount of pills.

Top-grade pills existed only in hearsay for him.

"Alright, you can leave the Ghost Fire Well."

"I have already arranged things at Lingguang Hall. After you go to Lingguang Hall, there will be five thousand-man commanders listening to your orders, and they will accompany you to the Nanxiang County seat to take over everything in the city."

"By the way, after you go out, you are not allowed to leak my identity to anyone."

Speaking of this, Hua Changxi looked at Song Weimin with a look of scrutiny and judgment, and in her hand, a lotus-shaped soul-chasing seal condensed.

Seeing the soul-chasing seal, Song Weimin didn't know what it was, but instinctively sensed danger, hurriedly promising: "Rest assured, a gentleman's word is worth a thousand gold. I will not leak any of your information."

Hua Changxi stared at Song Weimin for a while and put away the soul-chasing seal: "My trust is very precious. Once lost, it is lost, and there is no making up for it. I hope I haven't misjudged you."

Doing things automatically and being forced to do things under threat were vastly different.

For the group of cultivators digging mines at Li Huo Cliff, she could plant soul-chasing seals, but for "professional talents" like Song Weimin, doing so might be counterproductive.

Seeing Hua Changxi put away the soul-chasing seal, Song Weimin breathed a sigh of relief: "If a person has no faith, they cannot stand. Even for my own sake, I will not be a person who breaks their word."

Hua Changxi raised her eyebrows, noncommittal: "You can go."

Song Weimin did not move.

Hua Changxi looked at him: "Anything else?"

Song Weimin: "What do you plan to do with those loose cultivators?"

Hua Changxi: "I haven't looked at their information yet, so I have no thoughts for the time being." She paused, "Why, do you have any thoughts?"

Song Weimin did not hide it and hurriedly stated his thoughts: "I am taking charge of Nanxiang County, so I must have people I can use."

Hua Changxi: "Didn't I give you five thousand Zhu Que soldiers? Not enough?"

Song Weimin heard this, his face first showing surprise, then turning into speechlessness, and finally saying disdainfully:

"Military and political affairs focus on stability, and people's livelihood focuses on prosperity; military and political affairs do not disturb the people, and people's livelihood does not involve soldiers. Soldiers protect the people, and politics nourish the people. Each performs its own duties, which is the strategy for long-term stability."

"I thought the Zhu Que soldiers you sent me were for guarding the county seat."

"Do you actually want the Zhu Que soldiers to interfere in the people's livelihood affairs in Nanxiang County?"

Hua Changxi was stunned for a moment, then patted her head lightly, trying to save face: "Look at me, my brain isn't turning after being struck by heavenly thunder. It was my negligence. Military and political affairs and people's livelihood must be separated."

Song Weimin looked at her suspiciously. Why did he feel that she didn't understand the way of governance at all?

Hua Changxi didn't want to be looked down upon by Song Weimin and hurriedly said: "Do you think those cultivators are usable?"

Song Weimin was successfully distracted: "The Imperial Family didn't want to attract attention, so the cultivators they caught were all loose cultivators without power or influence. Those who are still alive are all people with ambition."

Hua Changxi: "How do you know those people have ambition?"

Song Weimin looked at her: "You have been in the ghost prison. In that environment, people whose mental defenses haven't been broken and who persisted to the end, how could they not have some ambition?"

Hua Changxi agreed with this point: "But what about character? People who manage people's livelihood affairs cannot have bad character."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Weimin's mouth curled up: "There is no absolute good in people, and there is no absolute evil. I just need to make good use of their 'good'."

Hua Changxi looked at Song Weimin, who had a confident smile on his face, and thought of the good reviews the people of Nanxiang County had for him. She waved her hand and called Fang Zhuyue over: "Take Magistrate Song with you when investigating the backgrounds of the loose cultivators."

Fang Zhuyue looked at Song Weimin and responded quickly: "Yes."

Hua Changxi was silent for a moment and asked again: "How many loose cultivators are there in total?"

Fang Zhuyue: "Three hundred and sixty-six."

Hua Changxi heard this and waved her hand to let the two leave: "You go get busy."

After the two left, Hua Changxi set up an isolation array and a concealment array in the cell, then took out the Shennong Cauldron and began to refine "Forget-Dust Pills."

By the time the backgrounds of the three hundred-plus loose cultivators were almost collected, her pills were also refined.

Song Weimin smiled at Hua Changxi: "All the loose cultivators are willing to work for the Zhu Que Army."

Hua Changxi was not surprised and gave the refined "Forget-Dust Pills" to Fang Zhuyue.

"This is a first-grade Forget-Dust Pill. After taking it, all memories within a year will be forgotten."

"After the injuries of that batch of loose cultivators have healed, have them take the pills. Remember, not a single person can be missed." ===== CHAPTER 473 =====