This female leader is a little bit stronger

By the evening, all one hundred tokens were ready.

Wei Dali put it in a small box and gave it to Ning Ye.

The token is made of pig iron mixed with spirit crystals, and the cultivator's spiritual thoughts can be attached to it for a long time.

Ning Ye first attached ten tokens, gave one to the three Wei brothers, and assigned the other nine to them as tasks.

"Holding the tokens allows you to freely enter and exit the secret realm of the forest farm. You must give these nine tokens to other independent cultivators or family forces. The condition is that you must give me 40% of the gains in the secret realm. I am not responsible for their safety."

"Boss, you're only taking 40%? The Servant of the Gods asked for 90% before!" Who would voluntarily give up the lion's share? Wei Dali felt sad for her.

Ning Ye shook his head and smiled, "The forest farm is a popular place, but now it's in my hands. If I don't share the lion's share, I'm afraid I'll become the second Medicine King Valley."

The three Wei brothers seemed to understand but not quite.

"Also, spread the news. If there are independent cultivators willing to join a branch of the Tianning Sect, they only need to pay 20%; and if there are family forces willing to form an alliance with the Tianning Sect, they only need to pay 30%."

Once interests are tied together, it is not easy to betray.

Ning Ye is now weak and must take advantage of the news blockade to win over the surrounding forces as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if a larger force covets the forest farm, her situation will be very dangerous.

The three brothers clapped their hands, "Boss, this is amazing! This move is amazing!"

Ning also waved at them, "Go ahead. If things are done well, it will benefit you."

the next day.

Bai Jingze brought her good news.

"The seeds have sprouted, but there's a small problem... How about you go and take a look yourself?"

Ning Ye put down what he was doing and went to a farmer's house with Bai Jingze.

The family was a simple couple with a son. Not long ago, he was abducted by human traffickers. Ning Ye ordered the three Wei brothers to raid all the human traffickers' dens, rescue him, and send him back.

"Little immortal benefactor, you are here, please come in!"

I don’t know who spread the word, but now everyone in Qiyuan Town who has lost a child knows that it was Ning Ye who saved all the children.

"Xiao Zhuang, come and kowtow to the little god!"

The child's mother came over with her son. The little boy was chubby and listened to his mother very much. He knelt down without saying a word.

Ning Ye held him steady and refused repeatedly, "No, no, take me to see the seeds."

The child's father quickly led the way, "Hey, he's inside the house, please come this way."

Ning Ye and Bai Jingze followed them into the main room. There was a large shelf in the room with two winnowing baskets on it. The winnowing baskets were filled with greenery.

"They've all sprouted?" Ning Ye glanced at them, surprised. "They've all grown into seedlings!"

The child's father said with embarrassment, "We dried the seeds for two days, soaked them yesterday, and drained them last night. We were planning to wait two days for them to sprout before spreading them into the mud bed. But for some reason, they died overnight..."

Ning Ye was even more surprised, "Did these grow overnight?"

The couple nodded in disappointment.

They had never seen seeds sprout so quickly before, and it completely caught them off guard. "The roots and sprouts are all tangled together, and I'm afraid it's difficult to separate them. I'm sorry, little fairy, we've ruined your seeds."

Ning Ye smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, there are still many seeds, I will continue to trouble you."

Then he took out a new packet of seeds and handed it to them, "Plant them again. I want to know how quickly they will produce ears of grain."

After returning to the branch sect, Ning Ye was in a good mood.

Just at this time, the three Wei brothers came over with a few unfamiliar faces.

These people are all independent cultivators who want to join the branch sect.

I don’t know how the three Wei brothers brainwashed them, but as soon as they saw Ning Ye, they wanted to prostrate themselves on the ground, and their eager looks were simply laughable.

Among the wandering cultivators there were both men and women, of different heights, weights and figures, but all of them had clear eyes and no evil in them.

Ning Ye took out a blank book and a pen, and asked to record the information one by one.

"Zheng Laosi, 32, sword cultivator, eighth level of Qi Condensation."

"Qian Xiaomei, 26, a Dharma practitioner, sixth level of Qi Condensation."

"He Yong, 31, physical training, Qi Condensation Level ."

"Sun Tiangao, 23, music practitioner, seventh level of Qi Condensation..."

The cultivation levels of these people are much higher than those of the three Wei brothers. The three brothers have made great contributions by being able to persuade them to come over.

Ning Ye silently took note of the three brothers in his heart.

Then he looked at the last one, Sun Tiangao, who was a sound cultivator.

He was dressed like an actor, with thick makeup on and a phoenix-tail harp in his arms. The kids in the room were looking at him curiously.

Sun Tiangao was used to being stared at all times, and his face showed no discomfort at all.

Maybe she was feeling uncomfortable, but with such thick makeup covering it up, others couldn't notice it.

Ning Ye asked him, "Can you play the piano?"

Sun Tiangao said: "I know a little about music."

Ning Ye turned around and pointed at a row of little kids. "Look at my brothers and sisters. Are there any of them who have the potential to learn music?"

Sun Tiangao's heavily lined eyes looked over every little kid.

Among them, Luo Yuzhu had the most peaceful temperament, which matched her with the piano, but he did not look at him; Yue Tianxin had a frank and cute look in his eyes, and was looking at his piano; the two siblings Wen Tang and Wen Ying were looking at his costume and makeup respectively; little Jiang Hu had no interest in him, grinning with his big white teeth, holding the silly little Wuming's hand, and the older child was teasing the younger child.

Retracting his gaze, Sun Tiangao said, "These children are all good seedlings, but whether they are suitable for the path of music or not, we have to teach them to know."

Ning Ye hummed and asked him, "I want to hire you to be their music teacher, are you willing?"

Sun Tiangao nodded slightly, "Of course I'm happy to do that."

Ning Ye added the words "music teacher" after his name and also wrote down his salary.

The other three glanced at the salary, ten taels of spirit crystals per month, and were filled with envy.

The physical cultivator named He Yong suddenly had an idea. He pointed at the sturdy little Jiang Hu and said, "Master Ning, that kid has a strong body and strong bones. He is obviously a good candidate for physical training. I don't have any other talents, but I happen to know a top-grade introductory physical training technique."

"Oh?" Ning Ye was a little surprised by his self-recommendation.

But before she could say anything, little Jiang Hu screamed in fear, "No! I don't want to practice physical training! I don't want to grow up to be as big as him!"

He Yong is indeed very big, as strong as a mountain, with his muscular body very prominent.

"What's wrong with me?" He Yong showed off his huge biceps to little Jiang Hu, "This is what a man is. You'll understand when you grow up!"

Jiang Hu pouted and turned his head away, "It's so ugly, I don't want it!"