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Chapter 139 Suitable
"How about this: new students get five chances to enter, Foundation Establishment cultivators get one mid-grade spirit stone per day, Golden Core cultivators get one high-grade spirit stone per day, Nascent Soul cultivators get ten spirit stones per day, and Yin-Yang cultivators get twenty spirit stones per day."
Wu Siyue felt that this was a bit cumbersome, but it was indeed reasonable in practice: "What about the Nascent Soul stage?"
“Those Nascent Soul stage cultivators are just immortal old monsters who don’t care about the passage of time at all.” Chen An smiled, his eyes crinkling, then suddenly remembered something, “But what you said isn’t wrong either. What if there really are those who are single-mindedly seeking breakthroughs and don’t care about the meaning of cultivation? How about we give them a hundred Nascent Soul stage cultivators a day?”
One hundred coins. Wu Siyue swallowed hard. Chen An really didn't hold back when it came to fleecing people.
However, now that they've reached the Nascent Soul stage, they should be able to produce a hundred spirit stones.
"Okay, let's do it this way. I'll go arrange it now." After leaving Chen An alone there, Wu Siyue left first, looking quite like a workaholic.
Chen An helplessly shrugged and took out fifty recovery pills, placing them on the table as a token of gratitude for Chen An's dedication to the sect.
Seeing that it was still early, Chen An immediately headed to the underground palace that was under construction.
The sight of thousands of black iron armored men working together was truly awe-inspiring. They didn't need commands, yet they cooperated seamlessly. Apart from lacking emotions, they were countless times stronger than humans.
Watching the bodies buried deep underground being carried out, Chen An felt a pang of sadness, but he simply turned and left.
After today, she will go into seclusion and will only emerge from the dragon bones after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
She did this voluntarily, but for some reason, she felt a sense of reluctance and anxiety, as if she were about to go to jail.
Should we bring Fugui in?
Just as he was thinking this, Fugui arrived.
"Hey, have you missed me?"
Chen An felt a little regretful; she shouldn't have kept it in her mind.
"Let me tell you, those wicked people from the Dushi Sect will make their move sooner or later, so you'd better be careful."
Fu Gui would always leave suddenly and then bring back an important message.
Although Chen An knew about this, how did Fu Gui, who was not involved in the whole process, know about it?
"Why are you staring at me like that? Don't you trust me? You've already made Hua Qi the sect leader, you should have thought of this a long time ago, okay?"
Chen An looked at the serious-looking tabby cat and couldn't help but laugh.
"You're usually unreliable, but you're actually quite smart when it matters."
Fu Gui was not satisfied with the first half of Chen An's sentence, but the second half praised it, which showed that Chen An had good judgment and was magnanimous and did not hold a grudge.
"A smart person should do more," it said, offering a reminder: "Yao Lu has broken through to the intermediate stage of Yin and Yang. She's been in the sect for so long, you should arrange a position for her."
Chen An was somewhat surprised. Fu Gui usually seemed carefree and irresponsible, but he had a lot of worries.
Yao Lu's rapid increase in cultivation level is undoubtedly related to the formation set up by Chen An, but more importantly, it is because Yao Lu is capable.
Among so many cultivators in the sect, the fact that she was able to break through so quickly when Chen An wasn't paying attention is absolutely not an underestimation. Such a talent should naturally be given a prominent position.
But what position should we give her?
"Sigh, at crucial moments, we still have to rely on this great master." Fu Gui shook his head, looking disappointed. "Hua Yuan is in charge of leading the demonic cultivators, Xuan Qingyuan is in charge of recruiting demonic cultivators, Chen Mingde is in charge of the sect's defense, Qiao Sheli is in charge of teaching disciples, Xuan Qingyuan is in charge of external affairs, and Wu Siyue plans the sect's affairs. What else is there besides these people?"
"I understand. Wu Siyue has always been in charge of the sect's income and expenditure. His task is indeed quite heavy." Chen An pulled the beast-shaped Fu Gui over and placed it on his shoulder, slowing down the speed of their sword flight.
Fu Gui obediently lay on her back, quite pleased with himself. That mute, silly tank had long since lost its appeal.
A fleeting moment of smugness crossed Fu Gui's face as he nuzzled Chen An with his head and said in a hoarse voice, "If one day you grow to an immeasurable level, will you ignore me like you ignore a tank?"
Upon hearing this, Chen An's heart tightened. When she was weak, the tank carried her across mountains and rivers. Now that she was strong, her speed on her sword far surpassed the speed of the tank's wings, and she had forgotten the affection she once shared.
How could this happen? Chen An suddenly felt a little disappointed in himself.
She should find a way to make the tank stronger, so strong that she won't neglect this old partner.
"I will not forget you, and I will not forget the tank in the future, nor will I forget everyone who has helped me."
Fugui nuzzled Chen'an's face with its head, then buried its whole body in Chen'an's shoulder. These words didn't seem that touching, so why did it want to cry?
When the two arrived at Yao Lu's residence, Yao Lu was sitting on the hilltop, breathing in spiritual energy.
A huge creature lay at her feet, nearly three meters tall and ten meters long, like a small mountain.
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.
That little hill was a tank. Sensing its master's presence, the tank looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in its eyes before quickly fading away.
That look in his eyes made Chen An's heart ache uncontrollably.
The tank is a slowpoke; even it has become cautious. That's such a clear sign of forgetfulness.
After landing for a while, Yao Lu exhaled a breath of spiritual energy and stood up.
Her beautiful eyes were slightly misty, and her waist trembled slightly. It was hard to tell how long she had been sitting there; this girl was truly reckless when it came to cultivation.
"You're here. Come in and sit for a while." Yao Lu stepped forward, took Chen An's arm, and pulled her into the house.
As Chen An followed her steps, he turned to the tank and said, "Let's go in together."
A glint of light flashed in its dark eyes, and Tank followed closely behind, walking up to Chen An's side and brushing its tail against Chen An's shoes.
Chen An reached out and touched his front leg, and whispered, "I'm going into seclusion. Will you come with me?"
"What? You're going into seclusion!" Yao Lu was very surprised. She knew that Hua Qi had come to the sect this morning.
With such an important figure arriving at the sect, Chen An should observe him closely. What if that person takes advantage of the situation and slips in? Wouldn't that be disastrous?
Chen An knew what Yao Lu was worried about. She was able to make such a decision thanks to the mind-reading ability rewarded by the system.
It is said that you can't see into someone's heart, but her technique can be said to have opened their heart completely, allowing her to see through other people's thoughts clearly.
After entrusting Yao Lu with the affairs of the sect's finances, Chen An went to Hua Qi's residence.
Having been a Nascent Soul cultivator for so long, Hua Qi found daily cultivation tedious and developed a keen interest in architecture, especially pavilions and towers with an ancient charm. When built according to her plans, they resembled palaces, truly embodying understated luxury and profound elegance.
The men in black iron armor, having completed all the preparations, stood in a line, while Hua Qi sat alone in the courtyard drinking tea, her every move exuding elegance.
After a brief chat, Chen An sat on the tank and left with Fu Gui.
Halfway there, Fu Gui, who hadn't spoken until now, nudged Chen An's leg with his head: "Are you just going into seclusion with Tank?"