On the twentieth day of the return journey, the shuttle boat landed smoothly.
The disciples had already received the news and lined up in front to wait.
Master Fen Hui came down first: "Master, fourteen disciples of Fuxi Mountain were killed in this battle. I feel guilty."
Master Chengde shook his head, indicating that he did not need to blame himself. Then he raised his voice and said: "You have suppressed the demonic energy of the Western Continent, eradicated evil, and fulfilled your mission! Today is a triumphant victory. I will reward you based on your merits. Everyone will go back to rest. You can go to Wansong Tower to receive your rewards in the future."
Disciples: "Thank you, Master!"
The mighty team dispersed, and the disciples who stayed at home came forward, pulling their acquaintances and chattering:
——"Tell me about the Xuandan Mansion this time. I only heard some news from the Fuxi Mountain Express. I'm really anxious that I can't experience it myself!"
——"Good brother, just come back safely. I'm really afraid that your three-legged cat skills will lead to death on the battlefield..."
——"Senior sister, you are finally back. Without you, I was controlled by my senior brother so much that I wanted to die every day."
…
After Zhao Yisu entered the mountain, she avoided the crowds and followed the path up the mountain. The first thing she had to do was to find Li Hantian.
Li Hantian's hilltop was still quiet and no one had set foot on it. She searched around and couldn't even see a single person.
This old man didn't know where he was. She originally wanted to come back to say hello to him and ask if the black mud pill medicine that could restore spiritual roots from last time was still available, but she had no choice but to give up when he was not around.
Zhao Yisu threw the fresh seeds exchanged from the system on the ground and asked Li Hantian to come back and get them.
She went to Wansong Tower again.
This place is more lively than when we left, and the reason is simply the immortal cultivation competition that made everyone's hearts flutter.
——"The time for the competition has not been set yet, senior brother, why are you in such a hurry?"
——"When it is settled, the talisman paper outside will not be of this price. Let me tell you, seize the tasks you can do to earn back the spiritual stones. Didn't you find that there are too few tasks and too many people? This task bonus Are they all going down?”
——"Senior brother, you have been practicing in seclusion all day, how come you are better informed than me?"
——"Don't you read the Fuxi Mountain Express? It's all written in it, and every issue also includes price inventory and task bonus inventory."
——"No wonder the hidden object task that usually no one cares about may need to be snatched up. Hurry up, hurry up, the task list is updated today, it will be too late if you don't do it!"
…
The bustling flow of people passed by Zhao Yisu, some saw her saluting repeatedly, and most of them were rushing to the second floor for fear of missing some good and cost-effective tasks.
Zhao Yisu went straight to the counter and found Manager Qian.
Without her having to say anything, Manager Qian raised his hand and threw a package of things to her: "Four-grade portion, not bad at all."
Zhao Yisu put away his things and thought to himself, I am actually at the fifth level. Does this mean that Fuxi Mountain still owes me some points?
"Still not leaving?" Manager Qian was a little impatient.
Zhao Yisu: "What's the rush? Mr. Qian, I have a business to talk to you about. I'll make a profit of 19 cents. Are you interested?"
"You one and I nine?"
"Tsk!" Zhao Yisu looked around, then walked around the counter and dragged Manager Qian into the room: "I plan to sell talisman paper. If you are willing to help me, I will increase the profit by one cent, and you and I will be eighty-eight."
Manager Qian took out the small abacus he carried with him: "After the price increase of third-grade talisman paper, the current market price is fourteen medium-grade spiritual stones per piece. Even if it is doubled later, it will be counted as twenty-eight pieces per piece. Two points. Profits, that is, I earn less than six middle-grade spiritual stones for each one. Based on your output of drawing talismans by yourself, without practicing or sleeping, you can draw a thousand talismans in one month, so the total price will be obtained every month. 280,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and I only have 6,000 spiritual stones for the two cents profit..."
He fiddled with the abacus skillfully: "This is still under the condition of smooth sales. Did you know that a thousand third-grade talisman papers flow into Kaiyuan Street every month, and the price of the talisman papers may fall. In this way, six thousand mid-grade spiritual stones will also be lost." Less than that, converted into high-grade spiritual stones, it is only sixty."
He finally stopped holding the abacus: "You want me to do the work for you for the price of sixty high-grade spiritual stones?"
Zhao Yisu was not impatient and listened to him finish fiddling with the abacus before saying, "Who told you that I was going to sell ordinary third-grade spiritual talismans?"
Manager Qian: "Then you want to sell fourth-grade talisman paper? But after all, the demand for fourth-grade talismans is not as great as that of third-grade..."
Zhao Yisu did not tell the truth directly, but said: "Master Qian, if I can sell a third-grade talisman paper for 300 spiritual stones, and a fourth-grade talisman paper for 600 spiritual stones, you can do this business." Don’t do it?”
Manager Qian raised his eyes and looked at her: "You are disrupting the market and making ill-gotten gains."
"Oh, my good boss, can't you just listen to what I have to say?" She pulled Qian Qian to sit down, making business plans head to head, and from time to time she used her spiritual power to write and draw in the air.
People came and went in Wansong Tower, and many disciples were looking for money to handle things, but no one came after waiting for a long time.
An hour or two later, Zhao Yisu came out of Wansong Tower and got the piece of white jade from the Qian family in his hand. This was regarded as a token of Manager Qian's promise to cooperate. There are more than a thousand blank talisman papers in the storage bag, which is her operating cost.
There was a smile on her lips, and her face was full of spring breeze.
Manager Qian looked at her leaving back and couldn't help but secretly admire--when she came to Wansong Tower a few years ago, she was still the little girl who was fussing over one or two spiritual stones. Now she has reached the fourth level, speaking her mind. A big business involving tens of millions of spiritual stones.
It is true that there are talented people from generation to generation...
Manager Qian thought for a moment, then wrote a letter and sent it to the Qian family.
Here, after coming out of Qian's office, Zhao Yisu did not go far and chose a high place to stay, overlooking the bustling crowd of people in Wansong Tower. He wanted to look for Liu Ruyi, but he didn't want her to see Qianxing spinning around.
Looking at the route Qianxing took, it was obvious that he followed her all the way out.
This kid... his sense of presence is really low. With his current level of cultivation, he still couldn't find out that he was being followed by Qianxing.
Qianxing in Wansong Tower lost track of someone and was wandering back and forth where Zhao Yisu last left when his head was suddenly hit by something.
Qianxing covered her head, raised her head, and saw Zhao Yisu sitting on the tree.
Zhao Yisu: "Are you looking for me?"
When Qianxing saw her, his eyes lit up: "Uncle Master!"
Zhao Yisu jumped down from the tree: "I don't accept disciples."
