"The Grand Elder always cares about the development of Nose Peak and has introduced talents to our peak; she should be heavily rewarded. The newly established Elder of Magic Treasure position will be led by the Grand Elder, and the Grand Elder will receive one-tenth of the income generated by Magic Treasures for this peak."
The Zhao Family Old Ancestor observed Zeng Zifang's expression as he spoke, and seeing no change, he gritted his teeth.
"The Grand Elder can arrange one slot for an Intermediate Deacon."
"Four," Zeng Zifang haggled.
The Zhao Family Old Ancestor saw the other Elders beginning to shake their heads and became troubled.
"There needs to be a balance throughout the peak. Two, no more."
Zeng Zifang no longer pressed the issue, and the other Elders also calmed down.
"Qian Duoduo, Guan Tusheng, Ming Huanhuan, what do you want?"
The Zhao Family Old Ancestor's face turned cold, as if reminding Qian Duoduo not to be too greedy.
"I want five thousand Golden Oxen."
Qian Duoduo's request startled the Old Ancestor and the Elders. "I've become obsessed with refining Corpse Puppets, and I've accumulated quite a few. I'm afraid they'll riot, so I'm preparing some blood in advance so they can feed on it anytime."
Qian Duoduo originally wanted two thousand, but then he thought of their good habit of bargaining and being stingy, so he opened his mouth wider.
"Five thousand Golden Oxen? I'm afraid the entire Sect doesn't have that many. Nose Peak will get you two thousand."
The Zhao Family Old Ancestor casually cut the number.
Qian Duoduo feigned helplessness, sighing softly, "Thank you, Old Ancestor, thank you, Elders."
Coming down from the peak, as soon as they entered Qian Manor, Qian Duoduo and the other two tightly shut the main gate and collapsed onto the ground.
Guan Tusheng raised his Tianji Abacus. "I knew early on that going to the Old Ancestor would be thrilling but ultimately safe."
Ming Huanhuan punched him. "You knew it would be thrilling but safe, and you didn't tell me and Senior Brother. I almost peed my pants."
"With the Grand Elder in front, how could I dare make a sound?"
Guan Tusheng opened his robe; despite knowing it would be thrilling but safe, he was just as drenched in sweat as they were.
In the following days, there was a lot of construction at Qian Manor. Nose Peak built Qian Duoduo a three-courtyard Elder Immortal Cave there. To the left of the Immortal Cave was Guan Tusheng's courtyard, to the right was Ming Huanhuan's courtyard, and in front was a residential garden spanning about ten thousand acres.
The Golden Bull Garden within the residential garden already had over a thousand Golden Oxen.
Ming Huanhuan spent every day with them, becoming a true Golden Ox Protector.
Left Ear Peak and Left Eye Peak each allocated an Elder Immortal Cave to Qian Duoduo.
Qian Duoduo let Pang Yunhan live in the Immortal Cave on Left Ear Peak.
Having his own Immortal Cave made drawing water from the Evil River incredibly convenient.
Refining soul liquid and crafting Corpse Puppets, seven days passed quickly.
"Elder Qian, Little Qian!"
A sweet voice rang out from outside the Immortal Cave's main door—it was Zeng Zifang.
Qian Duoduo shivered and scrambled out of the Immortal Cave. "Grand Elder, please just call me Qian Duoduo."
"Oh, no, I can't do that. Little Qian, who came first in the Feng Fan Battle, is incredibly handsome throughout the entire Sect."
Zeng Zifang was wearing tight clothes today, with armor underneath, exuding a heroic aura.
Qian Duoduo thought to himself, "Your age, Zeng Zifang, is much greater than mine. Calling me Little Qian will shorten my lifespan."
He thought this but dared not say it aloud.
"I'm taking you to Zongshi Ridge to comprehend the Refining Saint Wall."
Seeing Qian Duoduo was very reserved, Zeng Zifang found it uninteresting and stopped joking.
Just as they took flight, Qian Duoduo was about to speed up when Zeng Zifang in front suddenly stopped. Qian Duoduo almost ran into her.
Qian Duoduo thought she was teasing him again, but Zeng Zifang spoke, "Qian Duoduo, let's make a deal."
Her expression was solemn, but Qian Duoduo became afraid.
Usually, the traps she dug while chatting and laughing were deep enough. Now that she was serious, the pit would surely be bottomless.
"Please speak, Grand Elder."