Chapter 425: Chapter 403: Just a Game

“I have no issues.”

Madam Yu nodded gracefully.

“Very well, we must not delay any longer.”

At this moment, Wang Wu directly assigned 182,500 strands of the Five Qi of the Human World to She Shoujiu, guiding it on how to upgrade. According to the rules of the Hidden Origin Association, submitting the Five Qi of the Human World allows one to obtain the corresponding steward grade.

12,500 strands are just enough to promote from Ninth Grade to Fifth Grade.

Promotion to Fourth Grade requires 20,000 strands.

Promotion to Third Grade needs 50,000 strands.

Promotion to Second Grade then requires 100,000 strands.

She Shoujiu almost instantly upgraded to Second-Grade Steward, which also means it already has a “guest room” within the Hidden Origin Bell.

First come, first served; afterward, you’ll have to register.

There are a total of nine cave residence slots within the Hidden Origin Bell, one for Wang Wu, one for the new chief steward, three for the storeroom, and now She Shoujiu occupies one, leaving only three slots left.

“What should I do next?”

She Shoujiu asked at this time.

“Go out and work, within three days, clear all the accumulated Hidden Element Tasks, regardless of their level.”

“Understood!”

She Shoujiu nodded and instantly teleported away. It now has sufficient authority and immediately understands how important the Five Qi of the Human World is.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is now directly a big figure in the Dragon Head City branch of the Hidden Origin Association.

This is bought with true gold and silver, all using Wang Wu’s foundation, but Wang Wu has no other choice; without this, he simply can’t resist that newly appointed chief steward.

He can’t just sit back and watch his peaches being picked by others, can he?

Next, he looked at the remaining Five Qi of the Human World he had, initially totaling 400,000 strands, paying Liu Zongshan 5,000 strands.

Gave 50,000 strands to the Four Auspicious Entities, gave 30,000 strands to those three thousand low-level stewards, and with the recent gifting to She Shoujiu, now only 132,500 strands remain.

This is insufficient to promote Madam Yu to Second-Grade Steward.

Therefore, after a brief thought, Wang Wu decisively sold the welcome gift given to him by the Black Emperor, a large cluster of Fifth-Grade Yin Fire!

Of course, this thing is very precious, but actually, it can’t fill up his Yin Fire Resistance, so priorities must be set, and before the new chief steward arrives, he must seize the initiative.

Sell!

In an instant, 180,000 strands of the Five Qi of the Human World were credited.

Indeed, it sold quite expensively because his current authority allows it. If buying, a large cluster only costs 135,000 strands.

Selling then amounts to 180,000 strands, meaning that internal forbidden trades within the Hidden Origin Association prevent underselling to oversell, or one could quickly earn a fortune this way.

In fact, the Hidden Origin Association Headquarters has already reviewed his transaction this time and frozen his preferential purchase of Yin Fire discounts for 500 years.

Which means, for the same cluster of Yin Fire, he can either enjoy a 50% discount on purchasing.

Or benefit from premium pricing.

Absolutely no chance for him to exploit loopholes.

At this time, Wang Wu looked at Madam Yu, directly giving her 182,500 strands of the Five Qi of the Human World. Madam Yu, although still appeared as delicate as before, is actually quite capable and clever, the comprehensive potential is just slightly weaker than that prematurely deceased sister-in-law.

She quickly submitted the Five Qi of the Human World, in a blink of an eye, promoted to Second-Grade Steward, thus having a cave residence guest room within the Hidden Origin Bell, leaving only two empty cave residence guest rooms.

This is both a benefit and a representation of power status, akin to a county head equipped with five powerful deputy county heads.

“Go, time is tight, follow She Shoujiu and clean up the Hidden Element Tasks.”

Wang Wu took a deep look at Madam Yu, had much to say but found it unnecessary, or saying them would be meaningless.

As former intimate partners in bed, now she can only work as his subordinate.

Madam Yu’s own thoughts are no longer important.

Just like Wang Wu, do his thoughts matter to Old Man Gray, do they not matter?

Sorry, they really don’t matter.

Old Man Gray even bluntly clarified all causes and effects to him, can he resist?

How tragic and shocking the recent Sin Prison Legion incident!

That Vermilion Bird Immortal Monarch was recently a high-ranking Immortal Monarch, looking at the banner of Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance, it actually belonged to one of the small and weak groups in the entire Cultivation Realm, right?

Changing the name to Immortal Alliance won’t change anything.

Previously, he had preconceived notions, thinking the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance, even if having some disparity with other immortal alliances, wouldn’t be too far behind.

Actually, the waters of this Cultivation Realm are too deep.

Old Man Gray is so powerful, yet he’s only a Third-Grade Elder in the Hidden Origin Association.

And those 3,600 secret vaults outside, actually represent 3,600 forces. What’s the Thief Sect? It also has a Celestial Demon Association behind it, right?

So he says, the lower limits of this Cultivation Realm are low, but the upper limits are high.

In a Cultivation Realm with many immortals, the difficulty is far greater than in a realm without immortals, only cultivators.

This is clearly the highest difficulty.

The death of the Five Poison is a warning from the past.

Madam Yu swiftly went off to complete the tasks.

Wang Wu turned again to look at General Xuelang. This time, a bit of tenderness finally flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing; he just held it tightly for a moment and sent it directly to the Qiankun Tower, leaving ten million points of Spiritual Qi for its seclusion.

Lastly, Wang Wu glanced at the Companion Demon Vine, now renamed Teng Zhongwu.

“Master, I have learned transformation now too. How about I dance or sing a little song for you? I’m even eagerly awaiting your bedtime service…”

The Demon Vine said trembling.

“What are you so nervous about? I am now formally hiring you as the Mountain God of Dragon Head City!” Wang Wu said calmly.

“Ah, what is a Mountain God?”

“It’s the kind that provides psychological support to mortals, ensures weather for one place, repels evil and poisons, nurtures Spirit Grass, and sometimes gives mortals dream messages. Are you willing?”

“I’m willing, I’m willing! Whatever the master wants me to do, I’ll do it!”

“Then just sign this document.”

Wang Wu casually motioned, and a divine light descended, transforming into an Immortal Talisman exuding sacred aura.

Then, under the name of Deputy Chief, he initiated a proposal to hire the Demon Vine as the Mountain God. This was no small matter and required a vote.

But since the new Chief didn’t arrive, She Shoujiu and Madam Yu directly agreed.

Thus, the motion was unanimously passed.

In an instant, Teng Zhongwu’s Wood Soul was imprinted on the blank Immortal Talisman. From then on, it became a significant role in the sub-temple of Dragon Head City’s Hidden Origin Association.

Because, according to the rules of the Hidden Origin Association, it could actually have a small divided guest room in a warehouse cave dwelling.

Most importantly, it was granted the qualification to use ten million points of Spiritual Qi and a hundred thousand strands of the Five Qi of the Human World each year.

“Go about your duties!”

“Yes!”

Teng Zhongwu joyfully teleported out, landing on a newly moved large mountain outside the city. In an instant, countless roots embedded into the mountain, and minutes later, countless green seedlings sprouted from the soil.

They expanded like a tide, spreading in all directions.

Previously, the large pit outside Dragon Head City was filled with several mountains moved by Wang Wu using the Mountain Moving Talisman, but they were actually dead mountains, void of any vitality. No one knew where they were moved from.

That’s why the sub-temple of the Hidden Origin Association had the Mountain God position: to provide mortals with the most suitable environment for survival.

Indispensable.

Undoubtedly, the Companion Demon Vine was the most suitable.

It only took a day to use up ten million points of Spiritual Qi, but it blanketed ten thousand miles around Dragon Head City with a new green attire.

Mortals could finally leave the city. They looked at this completely unfamiliar, verdant large mountain with surprise but not panic, especially as there were cultivators pretending to be government offices guiding them. Over three thousand base-level stewards acted like players freshly entering a game, frantically completing tasks.

You open mountains, I expand land, he builds bridges, I pave roads, it was extremely lively.

Although the effect couldn’t be seen immediately, these stewards of the Hidden Origin Association really profited greatly.

On average, they ascended one level per day.

And at this time, Wang Wu relaxed, sitting on the city wall, waiting for the arrival of the new Chief.

One day, two days, old appearances replaced by new ones.

Then, when the three thousand base-level stewards under Wang Wu’s command had all elevated to the Seventh-Grade Steward, the distant sky looked like clouds were burning. Countless magnificent, vivid, and intense cloud lights descended, so magical, so eye-catching!

But this was just the beginning. As this great, majestic, and mysterious cloud light passed, an incomparably magnificent palace carriage appeared in the sky, pulled by two white flood dragons, and with a flash, it appeared above Dragon Head City.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of mortals, even all the cultivators, including Wang Wu, were dumbfounded.

Because those two white flood dragons each had the power of Tier Nine Earth Immortals.

The mortals prostrated without hesitation, and many cultivators were so awed that they hastily kowtowed. As if in jest, didn’t they see Wang Wu bowing respectfully on the city wall?

This is the Chief!

The true Chief!

When that person arrived, Wang Wu’s authority as Deputy Chief was instantly retracted, obediently becoming the Second Chief Steward.

This sacred spectacle only lasted a few seconds, like the sunset dissipating at the Western Mountain, and everything returning to normal.

And the palace-like carriage entered the Spirit Net, landing atop the Hidden Origin Bell.

Wang Wu hurriedly took She Shoujiu and Madam Yu forward for an audience; the others needn’t bother, as they weren’t qualified.

“Dragon Head City Second Chief Steward Wang Zhige, accompanied by subordinates She Shoujiu and Yu Jiayan, respectfully welcomes Lord Chief Steward! Your journey was arduous!”

Wang Wu bowed again, loudly calling out, as if welcoming the sun.

But there was no movement, instead, the two white flood dragons transformed into two stunning white-robed maidens, looking down at the three of them condescendingly.

After a long time, a soft laugh came from within the carriage.

“Wang Zhige, do you admit your guilt?”

“I am unclear, please enlighten me, Lord Chief Steward.”

“Fine, you pretend to be ignorant, huh? When did Dragon Head City’s sub-temple gain two second-grade stewards and a Mountain God? I haven’t even arrived, and you’ve completed everything. What am I to do as Chief, why not just have you as Chief?”

At this point, the voice from within the carriage was somewhat exasperated.

“Calm your anger, Lord Chief Steward! Everything I have done was per the rules and regulations of the Hidden Origin Association, one by one, if there’s any violation, I am willing to accept any punishment!”

Wang Wu shouted tremulously, looking quite easy to bully.

Ah, just a game!

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