Just after leaping out of the black iron pit that was the Demon Emperor Gate, Young Master Yuan stepped right into the bronze quagmire that was Jun Changxiao.

Fortunately.

He didn’t know this, and was still faithfully performing his duties with practical action.

Of course.

Young Master Yuan’s usefulness wasn’t limited to accounting and penny-pinching.

After becoming more and more integrated into the Ten Thousand Ancients Sect’s way of life, he put forward many good suggestions to improve the sect’s deficiencies.

Especially in the management of the sect’s industries, he spent several sleepless nights reorganizing the layout and wrote a reform proposal over ten thousand words long that almost put Jun Changxiao to sleep reading it.

“Sect Master, what do you think?” Young Master Yuan asked.

Jun Changxiao forced himself to perk up and said, “Very good, proceed according to your plan.”

These matters, he really wasn’t good at.

But he didn’t employ people he suspected, and didn’t suspect people he employed, so he still delegated authority to let Young Master Yuan have free rein. He only needed to see the monthly results.

With the Sect Master’s support, Hall Master Fu began to plan and successively put things into action. Because it involved sect commercial secrets, there won’t be detailed descriptions here.

Speaking of Hall Master Fan.

During this time, he’d been continuously infusing souls into the divine weapons of Li Qingyang and others. Although it was still difficult, with experience, he became increasingly proficient.

Just as Jun Changxiao had said.

Fan Yeizi just lacked divine-grade equipment to practice with. Once he had some, he could definitely become skilled through practice.

“Phew!”

Lying in his study’s reclining chair with his feet propped on the desk.

Jun Changxiao said contentedly, “The Forging Hall has a Hall Master, and there’s a suitable candidate for Deputy Sect Master. Still missing… several capable Protectors who can fight.”

The Four Great Protectors like Mangfu and Guimei who’d surrendered from within the Demon Emperor Gate had cultivation only at the Emperor level after all. They could temporarily serve as muscle, but couldn’t provide help in top-tier combat strength.

“Oh right.”

Jun Changxiao slapped his forehead and said, “Going to East Sea Fisher State, I promised to help Peppa find an earth-attribute spirit core, and I actually forgot.”

The System said, “Poor little guy has no presence at all in the Host’s heart.”

“Can’t have that.”

Jun Changxiao stood up and said, “Need to go find one.”

This “find” didn’t mean going out to the wilds to search, but rather coming to the Spirit Beast Hall and calling over Great King Baiqiu, Great King Huli, Great King Lujiao and the others, commanding them to find an earth-attribute crystal core as quickly as possible.

…

After assigning the task, Jun Changxiao walked into the great hall.

He’d just sat down not long ago when Ye Xingchen came over and said, “Sect Master, when will I get a divine weapon?”

“No rush, no rush.”

Jun Changxiao said, “As long as you work hard to contribute to the sect and your fellow disciples, this Seat will sooner or later bestow upon you an exclusive divine weapon.”

During this time, Lord Ye Di had performed extremely well. His Merit Pavilion merit value had skyrocketed, now reaching 96 points, infinitely close to the first stage’s maximum value.

“The divine weapon the Sect Master obtained from the Great Emperor Zhenwei, why not bestow it upon your disciple?”

Ah Niu.

You’ve changed!

For equipment, you’re begging Dog Sheng!

“You wish.”

Jun Changxiao said, “This divine weapon, this Seat still needs to keep for my own use.”

Guiding the Rivers and Mountains was completely entertainment-nature divine weapon. He needed a proper weapon to enrich himself, and Great Emperor Zhenwei’s long spear was undoubtedly very suitable.

Ye Xingchen said nothing and turned to leave.

“Wait.”

Jun Changxiao said, “If you want to obtain an exclusive divine weapon faster, you can continue challenging the Gathering of Heroes Rankings.”

“Understood.”

Since the last time he went out to challenge the rankings, Ye Xingchen had only entered the Earth Tier’s forty-something rank. Later, discovering it really had no difficulty, he’d dismissed the idea.

Now that the Sect Master had given clear indication, early the next morning he left the Ten Thousand Ancients Sect to continue his ranking battles.

“Junior Brother Ye.”

Just as he descended the mountain, Xiao Zuiji caught up, smiling, “I’ll go with you.”

…

The two had just left not long ago when Ning Duxing walked into the great hall, cupping his hands and saying, “Sect Master, there’s a middle-aged man outside who says he wants to join the Ten Thousand Ancients Sect.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Wait for the assessment day then.”

Since the sect had established the rule of opening the mountain to recruit on the first of each month, casually breaking that rule would make it like a farmer’s market, wouldn’t it?

“Sect Master.”

Ning Duxing said, “This might be a special talent.”

“Special talent?”

Jun Changxiao considered briefly, then said, “Then invite him in. This Seat will see how special he is.”

Ning Duxing quickly withdrew.

After about a moment, a middle-aged man wearing brocade robes with proper features strode over, cupping his hands and saying, “This humble one is Lan Kang. I’ve met Sect Master Jun.”

Jun Changxiao furrowed his brows.

After this person entered, he carried an extremely rich aroma of wine.

He drank wine before coming to apply? Indeed, the opening is a bit special.

Jun Changxiao said, “Did you drink?”

“No.”

Lan Kang smiled and said, “This humble one’s profession is wine brewer, so my body is covered in wine aroma.”

“Wine brewer?”

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, “That profession is quite interesting.”

Lan Kang cupped his hands and said, “This humble one doesn’t know if your esteemed sect has a wine brewer, so I came to volunteer myself. Please accept me, Sect Master Jun!”

The Ten Thousand Ancients Sect indeed had no wine brewer. Whenever the sect held gatherings, the wine they drank was mostly purchased in Qingyang Town.

Jun Changxiao asked with interest, “Wine has high and low quality. What’s different about the wine you brew?”

Actually, this was the first time hearing about this wine brewer profession. Dog Sheng’s heart was resistant, because you can’t say you want to join and I’ll immediately let you join. First, I need to test it, because I don’t want to let others muddle their way in.

Lan Kang waved his hand and took out a wine jar from his spatial ring, saying, “This is wine this humble one brewed. Sect Master Jun can try a small sip.”

“Smack!”

Slapping the mud seal with one hand, waves of wine aroma instantly filled the entire great hall, then proceeded toward the training grounds.

“So fragrant!”

“What wine is this!”

The sect disciples who were cultivating caught the refreshing wine aroma, their eyes lighting up one after another.

Even disciples who didn’t drink wine, after smelling it, had the thought of wanting to try!

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao put one foot on the chair, reached out his right hand, drawing the opened wine jar over, then tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

Miao Saifeng, who happened to be passing by the main hall, saw this and thought to herself, “The Sect Master isn’t afraid there’s poison in the wine?”

After the wine entered his mouth, the lingering fragrance stayed on his lips and teeth!

Jun Changxiao set down the wine jar. After carefully savoring it, he praised, “Good wine!”

Lan Kang immediately said urgently, “Sect Master Jun, the wine this humble one refined is called Drunken Life, Dreaming Death. Even people with good alcohol tolerance must savor it carefully. You drank such a big gulp just now, please quickly use your spiritual energy to expel the alcohol…”

“Thump!”

Before he finished speaking, Jun Changxiao fell directly from the chair, unconscious from intoxication.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

As soon as he fell, Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and others instantly appeared in the great hall, their weapons crossed at Lan Kang’s neck in a posture of ‘Villainous scoundrel, return our Sect Master’s life!’

“Everyone!”

Lan Kang raised his hands, collapsing and saying, “Sect Master Jun just drank too much. He’ll wake up after sleeping!”

Indeed.

After sleeping for several hours, Jun Changxiao covered his head and opened his eyes, saying with a dazed expression, “What’s the situation?”

His memory stopped at himself drinking a mouthful of wine, then completely blacked out.

“Sect Master Jun!”

Lan Kang, raising his hands, said helplessly, “Your esteemed sect’s disciples have held their swords at this humble one for several hours. My legs and hands are numb!”

“…”

Jun Changxiao quickly had the disciples withdraw, exclaiming in admiration, “The wine you brewed is really potent. This Seat also counts as someone who can drink, yet couldn’t withstand a single mouthful.”

Lan Kang smiled and said, “Didn’t Sect Master Jun notice any changes in your body after waking up?”

Changes?

Jun Changxiao was startled.

After feeling himself slightly, his expression changed dramatically as he said, “Every pore of this Seat’s skin has expanded!”

“That’s right!”

Lan Kang had somehow already crouched on the side chair. His right hand in a thinking posture, presenting a side-face kill shot to the camera, he said seriously, “Consuming the Drunken Life, Dreaming Death that this humble one brewed can increase the speed of absorbing heaven and earth attributes for a certain time!”

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