Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 135 Leasing Plan

Zhang Ningyuan's eyes lit up. "Master, this is a brilliant idea. It will free those who want to join a sect but are concerned about the risks. We have the Jade Fragrance Pill industry, alchemy, and spiritual fields, and we need manpower to handle them."

"Let's do this. Brother Ning Yuan, do you have anything else to say?"

"There's another thing. Junior Brother Cheng Qian wants to bring Xu Zhen to the Alchemy Hall to teach him how to refine the Jade Fragrance Pill. He said he's already asked Junior Brother Qi Xiaobai, and he said he has no objection, as long as the Master agrees. So he asked me to ask the Master for his opinion."

Song Xian did not express his opinion immediately. There were originally five people from the Alchemy Hall, Qi Xiaobai, Carissa, Zhang Yi, Zhong Yang, and Cheng Qian.

Now that Zhong Yang has passed away, it is reasonable to send a replacement in, but he is not at ease with Xu Zhen.

On the one hand, Cheng Qian had not been a member of the sect for long. Only because he was an alchemist and a friend recommended by Qi Xiaobai, he was allowed to enter the Alchemy Hall and participate in the refining of the Jade Fragrance Pill.

Yuxiangdan is the industry on which Hunyuan Sect relies for its survival. If the formula is leaked, the problem will be very serious.

Xu Zhen had just joined the sect, and he didn't know what his personality and character were like, so he needed to observe him carefully.

The last battle at Lingyun Mountain, Xu Zhen and Wang Huan's behavior of secretly hiding the talismans, made him have some opinions about the two of them.

On the other hand, he also didn't want too many independent cultivators to enter the Alchemy Hall to participate in the process of refining the Jade Fragrance Pill. Not to mention that these people might not be reliable, it would greatly increase the risk of leakage.

If too many independent cultivators are arranged in the Alchemy Hall, it will easily lead to the formation of an internal faction. Over time, it will cause a situation of factions attacking each other. Therefore, we should try our best to disrupt the recruited independent cultivators and arrange them in different positions, with the disciples trained by the sect itself taking the lead.

"Currently, the sect is short of manpower in all areas. The Alchemy Hall already has four people, so it's not advisable to send more. Let's discuss this matter later!"

Zhang Ningyuan nodded, chatted for a few more minutes, and then said goodbye and left.

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The next day, Song Xian woke up from his bed and was washing up when the housekeeper tiptoed to the outer door and bowed respectfully, "Master, Immortal Master Lu Yuan requested an audience last night, but I didn't inform you because you were already asleep."

Song Xian turned around and asked, "Did Senior Brother Lu say anything?"

"The Qingyuan Sect sent someone to visit, and I don't know what they're talking about. I heard that after you fell asleep, Immortal Master Lu Yuan said it wasn't an urgent matter, so there was no need to disturb your rest. I told you to wait for you to wake up this morning and report to you."

"Send someone to invite Senior Brother Lu over."

"Yes." The butler responded and left.

Soon, Lu Yuan arrived at the mansion and told him about the visit from the disciples of Qingyuan Sect last night.

It turned out that the Qingyuan Sect disciple came on the orders of Hu Yingquan in order to invite Song Xian and the Hunyuan Sect disciples who participated in the war to go to his mountain gate to attend a celebration banquet to celebrate the complete success of the battle of Lingyun Mountain.

Lu Yuan was on duty yesterday. After meeting the disciples of Qingyuan Sect, he came to report. He learned that Song Xian had fallen asleep and it was not a serious matter, so he did not disturb him.

The disciple of Qingyuan Sect left the jade slip and left.

Song Xian took the jade slip and his spiritual consciousness entered the inner room. Inside was a video left by Hu Yingquan, which contained some polite words, and the main content was an invitation to a banquet.

The Bianxia Town Defense Alliance had just been established, but they chose to hold a celebration banquet at this time, inviting the Xuri Sect, the Ding Family, and the Hunyuan Sect to attend. The purpose was probably to use this name to gather everyone together to discuss how to deal with the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

After sending Lu Yuan away, Song Xian left the mansion and did not go to the training room, but came to Zhong Wenyuan's mansion.

This was also his first time visiting his house. In the past, whenever there was something, Zhong Wenyuan would come to him to report, or he would send servants to summon Zhong Wenyuan to meet him.

Many rules in the spiritual world are no different from those in the secular world. In some situations, people even place more emphasis on decency.

The headmaster is the highest leader in the sect. When a superior meets a subordinate, he usually summons him and will never visit him in person.

This is just like in the court, when the emperor has something to say, he always summons his ministers, but he will never go to the ministers’ homes in person to discuss matters.

Therefore, Song Xian's sudden personal visit immediately caused a sensation in Zhong Wenyuan's mansion.

Soon, Zhong Wenyuan came out in person. He first bowed respectfully in front of all the servants in the mansion, and then led him into the room with great respect.

The two of them took their seats. Song Xian still sat in the main seat, while Zhong Wenyuan occupied the guest seat. "Why did the Sect Leader come in person?" Zhong Wenyuan looked haggard, with an unshaven beard, his cheeks had lost weight, and his eyes were sunken with faint dark circles.

"I was just passing by here with nothing to do. It just so happened that I had two things I wanted to discuss with you these days, so I came here. We don't have to care about those rules." Song Xian responded casually.

His sudden visit was certainly not out of boredom or on a whim, but had a clear purpose.

Since Zhong Yang's death, Zhong Wenyuan has become very decadent, with a dull expression all day long, as if he has become a different person, and he no longer cares about the affairs of the sect.

Seeing him like this, other people in the sect didn't want to disturb him. Zhong Wenyuan, the elder in charge of government affairs, was supposed to handle the daily affairs of the sect. He dropped the responsibility, so now all the sect's affairs fell on Song Xian. Whenever there was something, they would come directly to him to report.

Although the sect is small in number now and there are not too many trivial matters, this will definitely not work in the long run.

Song Xian came here to do ideological work on him, so that he could get out of the shadow of the Zhong Yang incident as soon as possible and cheer up.

Since it is a heart-to-heart talk, of course you have to be friendly. You can't call the person in front of you like a boss summoning his subordinates, which would make it sound like you are scolding or lecturing him.

That's why Song Xiancai came to visit in person.

"Although the Sect Master is kind and gentle, as the Sect Master, he should be dignified. If there is anything, you can summon me. There is no reason for him to come to the mansion to discuss matters with me personally. Failure to distinguish between superiors and subordinates is the cause of chaos."

Song Xian smiled faintly. "It's not that serious. I heard that Senior Brother Wenyuan has been looking haggard lately. I think he's worried about Senior Brother Zhongyang, so I came to see him."

Zhong Wenyuan was a smart man, but he had been exhausted by Zhong Yang's recent incident and had become somewhat discouraged. Seeing Song Xian arrive and hearing these words, he understood their meaning: "Master, don't worry about me. I'm fine."

Song Xian sighed, "Brother Zhong Yang's sacrifice is a great loss to the sect, and everyone is deeply saddened. These days, I keep thinking about the journey from Qingyun Sect to Bianxia Town. I often toss and turn, unable to sleep at night."

"If only I hadn't let Senior Brother Zhong Yang go with Senior Brother Zi Xiang, it would have been better. It's a pity that Senior Brother Zhong is such an honest and loyal person, diligent and hardworking."

"Since arriving in Bianxia Town, I haven't enjoyed a single day of comfort. Not only have I suffered from the summer heat and winter cold, but I was bullied by the Yuyuan Sect for no reason some time ago, and now I've even lost my life."

"This is all my responsibility. Thinking about this, I often feel heartbroken these days."

"I feel so ashamed towards Senior Brother Zhong Yang!"

Zhong Wenyuan's eyes dimmed, and his voice deepened, "Master, there's no need to blame yourself. This is Yang'er's own fate. If it's destined to happen, it will happen. If it's not destined to happen, don't force it."

"Brother Zhongyang's situation is irreversible. Brother Wenyuan, please take care of yourself, rest well, and don't be too sad. If Brother Zhongyang is still alive, he wouldn't want to see you depressed and devastated by this."

Zhong Wenyuan was silent for a moment: "What important matters has the sect had recently?"

"It's nothing serious. The independent cultivators in Bianxia Town have formed an alliance and established their headquarters. Qingyuan Sect also sent someone yesterday to invite us to a celebration banquet. I think they're using this as an excuse to discuss how to deal with the independent cultivator alliance. In a couple of days, Senior Brother Zixiang and I will go to the banquet to take a look. Senior Brother Wenyuan doesn't need to go; he can stay at the sect!"

Zhong Wenyuan said nothing, just nodded.

"In addition, I have decided to increase the salaries for recruiting disciples. Now is a turbulent time. Conflict may break out again in Bianxia Town at any time. We urgently need to expand our forces. If we don't increase the salary, independent cultivators will not take the risk of joining the sect and getting involved in this vortex."

Song Xian told Zhang Ningyuan the plan he had previously agreed upon.

"There's one more thing. I want to rent out the spiritual farm in Qianyuan Valley. What do you think?"

Zhong Wenyuan's expressionless face finally showed some signs of reaction. He frowned slightly and looked up at Song Xian with a puzzled look: "Rent it out, what does this mean, Master?"

"I want to rent it out to a professional spiritual planter to take care of it. We will only take a fixed income every year. As for how much money the spiritual field can make, let the person who rents it worry about it."

Zhong Wenyuan frowned even more tightly. "Rent it to a spiritual plant master? Master, do you mean to give it to an outsider?"

"I want to find a spiritual plant master among the independent cultivators, and then give him the spiritual farm to be in charge of, and let him be responsible for his own profits and losses."

"How can this be? Our sect took great pains and risks to obtain that spiritual field from the Yunfeng Trading Company. Yang'er even lost his life for it. How can we let outsiders use it? Wouldn't that be disheartening to all the disciples in the sect?"

Zhong Wenyuan immediately retorted, his voice much louder than before, and he seemed a little agitated. Perhaps the thought of Zhong Yang's death made him emotional.

(End of this chapter)