Wang Xiu concluded his impassioned speech.
The disciples around the high platform hurried away, preparing to go to Spirit Turtle Peak to borrow money.
Seizing the opportunity, Wang Xiu slipped directly into the Task Hall.
Xiao Qingyu watched Wang Xiu enter and couldn’t help but tease him. "Not bad, Junior Brother Wang Xiu. In just a short time, you’ve become the man of the hour in the entire Immortal Sect!"
Wang Xiu smiled. "No matter how much of a celebrity I become, I’m nothing compared to you, Senior Sister, the Fairy of Dragon Head Peak. I’m not worth mentioning at all!"
Xiao Qingyu’s lovely eyes narrowed as she pointed at him. "You don’t have any overdue tasks this time. Why the sweet talk? Do you need something from me?"
This woman’s intuition is surprisingly sharp!
Wang Xiu blinked, his face a picture of sincerity. "Senior Sister, what are you saying? I’ve always admired and respected you!"
Xiao Qingyu gave him a faint, knowing smile. "So, you don’t need my help with anything?"
Wang Xiu replied decisively, "I do!"
"I knew it. Out with it!"
Xiao Qingyu rolled her pretty eyes and stretched languidly. The movement made her curvaceous and fiery figure even more enticing beneath the standard robe.
Wang Xiu stared at her and said with a smile, "Our Spirit Turtle Peak is preparing to offer loans to the entire sect, right? I expect quite a few people will show up, and when there are too many people, things tend to get chaotic! I don’t have much standing or influence, so I’m worried I won’t be able to keep things under control. So..."
Xiao Qingyu gave him a peculiar look. "You want me to be your muscle?"
"How could I?" Wang Xiu immediately shook his head, emphasizing, "It’s not about being muscle, it’s about presiding! You have immense prestige as the Sect Leader’s direct disciple, and you’re the dream lover of countless disciples in the sect. If you were there, you wouldn’t even need to speak. A single glance would be enough! No one would dare cause trouble!"
Asking Xiao Qingyu to oversee things was not a spur-of-the-moment idea but a choice Wang Xiu had made after careful consideration.
First, just as he said, there would be a lot of people on Spirit Turtle Peak in the future, creating a mountain of miscellaneous matters to handle.
I know my own limits. Wang Xiu certainly didn’t have the experience to manage these things. Even if he could, he wouldn’t have the time. He couldn’t just stay on the mountain forever, could he? And Jiang Ling’er was another story entirely. She was so naïve and absent-minded, Wang Xiu worried she’d even miscalculate the accounts. That’s why he needed someone like Xiao Qingyu.
Second, Xiao Qingyu was a direct disciple from Dragon Head Peak, the Sect Leader’s own apprentice. When you’re making money under the boss’s nose, you naturally have to let the boss’s people keep an eye on things to give them peace of mind. Wang Xiu had at least that much worldly wisdom. Even if Wang Xiu didn’t ask, the Sect Leader would find other ways to monitor the detailed progress of the mining in the Ghost Immortal Blessed Land. He would never just hand over something so important to Spirit Turtle Peak and forget about it. It was better to be open and aboveboard from the start.
Of course, there was one last point.
The Sect Leader, that sly old fox, set a trap for Spirit Turtle Peak, making them bear the costs of the mine’s excavation themselves. By poaching the Sect Leader’s most capable female disciple, Wang Xiu was simply getting even! It was tit for tat.
Listening to Wang Xiu’s honeyed words, Xiao Qingyu giggled, her ample chest trembling with laughter.
Wang Xiu’s eyes lit up. "Senior Sister... you’ve agreed?"
Xiao Qingyu’s smile vanished. "No, I haven’t."
Xiao Qingyu gazed at him, her expression turning serious. "Junior Brother, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help, but this isn’t a decision I can make on my own."
Wang Xiu understood immediately. "Should I send a message to the Sect Leader? I can talk to him."
Xiao Qingyu shrugged and took a Mystical Mirror out from her robes. She formed a hand seal, and the mirror’s surface suddenly lit up.
Before long, Zhuo Canglang’s face appeared before them.
"Qingyu? What is it?" Zhuo Canglang asked, puzzled.
Xiao Qingyu glanced at Wang Xiu. "Reporting to Master, Junior Brother Wang Xiu has something he’d like to discuss with you."
Wang Xiu took the Mystical Mirror and bowed. "Sect Leader, it’s ... I’d like to invite Senior Sister Xiao to my Spirit Turtle Peak to help manage things. I wanted to get your opinion."
Hearing this, Zhuo Canglang’s gaze turned strange. He scolded jokingly, "You little brat, trying to poach my people right from under my nose? Is this what Junior Sister Luo taught you?"
Wang Xiu chuckled. "Sect Leader, how can you call this poaching? The Ghost Immortal Blessed Land may be on my Spirit Turtle Peak, but isn’t it still the sect’s blessed land? My call for everyone to borrow money is also for the good of the sect. It will stimulate the economy and help us excavate the mine as quickly as possible! So, Senior Sister Xiao would still be contributing to the sect, just shining brightly in a different position! Wouldn’t you agree?"
"No matter how slick your tongue is, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re poaching my talent!" Zhuo Canglang huffed. "Do you have any idea that Qingyu is my most trusted disciple? I see her as my own daughter and have been grooming her to be my successor! You want to take her away? You’ll have to pay up!" Discover more novels at novęlfire.net
"Ahem!" Wang Xiu regained his composure and said hurriedly, "Sect Leader, please don’t worry. I would never mistreat a talent like Senior Sister Xiao! If she comes to help at Spirit Turtle Peak, I’m willing to offer her a stipend thirty percent higher than what she gets at the Task Hall!"
Zhuo Canglang narrowed his eyes, pondering for a moment before saying, "Although I am Qingyu’s master, a matter still requires her own consent... If she agrees, then I have no problem with it!"
With that, he ended the communication.
Wang Xiu put down the Mystical Mirror and looked at Xiao Qingyu with a grin. "Senior Sister, no problem now, right? Come with me!"
Xiao Qingyu rolled her eyes at him. "What’s the hurry? I’ve been at Dragon Head Peak for many years. Now that I’m leaving, I have to hand over my duties..."
That makes sense, Wang Xiu thought.
"But Spirit Turtle Peak..."
"Relax. Since I’ve promised you, I won’t go back on my word. You go back first. Once I’ve settled things here, I’ll come find you."
As Xiao Qingyu strode past him on her long legs, she suddenly whispered in his ear, "Your Senior Sister is already yours, so I can’t run away!"
It was just past noon, though there was still a while before the appointed time. Outside the entrance to the blessed land on Spirit Turtle Peak, a massive crowd of disciples and Elders from the various branches had already formed, making the area impenetrable.
They stared at the slowly swirling entrance to the blessed land, their eyes practically glowing green, like lecherous old bachelors laying eyes on a great beauty. They looked ready to swallow the blessed land whole.
"I heard there are four Spirit Stone Mines in this blessed land... Four of them! How many Spirit Stones must that be?"
"I don’t know about the rest, but I know that just chipping off a tiny piece would be worth more than our entire year’s stipend!"
"Brothers, how much are you planning to borrow?"
"I’m getting two thousand Spirit Stones first. I’ve had my eye on a Magic Artifact Flying Sword for a long time but never had the money. Then I’ll go complete that mission to kill the Foundation Establishment Stage Eighth Heaven Great Demon!"
"That mission? Haven’t you had that for ages?"
"Yeah, and every single time... I was just shy of winning! This time, I’ll definitely make that damned boar kneel and beg for mercy!"
[Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host has gained Mana +8!]
"I’m borrowing ten thousand! I’ve been with Ah Lan for three years. I thought it was about love, but her family demanded an eight-thousand-Spirit-Stone dowry! This time, I’m going to throw the Spirit Stones in their faces, and they’ll have to do whatever I say!"
[Detected someone boasting nearby. Congratulations, Host has gained Mana +15!]
In the distance, Wang Xiu watched the teeming crowd, his heart filled with emotion.
He had made the right move. Was making money important? Not at all. No matter how many Spirit Stones he had, they were just a number to him. What truly mattered were the hearts of the people and his reputation. As long as his martial brothers and sisters no longer ostracized the Divination Sect and were willing to come over for a chat, a drink, and some boasting, wasn’t that better than anything? His cultivation would skyrocket without him even needing to leave the mountain. That was a tangible benefit! Although the returns were small for now, it was a good start. In the future, as the caliber of the Divination Sect’s clientele increased, Wang Xiu could break through to new realms just by lying down. Wouldn’t that be delightful?