Yang Ziyu hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"First, spread my Haichang Dao number throughout the city and even the waters of Shuangcheng."

After a pause, Chen Ping continued: "Second, if you contact the Beast Control Sect, tell them that I am willing to protect them."

"Yes, junior brother will mobilize the entire sect to publicize senior brother's reputation to every corner of Fuyou City. As for the Beast Control Sect, junior brother will contact them personally."

Patting his chest, Yang Ziyu vowed.

Then, he turned around and left without any delay.

"You can live longer if you know what's interesting."

Chen Ping muttered, with a cold glint in his eyes.

As one of the top ten forces in Fuyou City, the Beast Control Sect is extremely famous, second only to the Golden Pill Sect.

However, Mu Yuan, the golden elixir seed of this sect, has failed to survive the tribulation and passed away, and Mi Siyuan, the fake elixir with the strongest magical power, has only a very short lifespan.

How can the few remaining Yuandan monks with mediocre means hold on to such a large share of the industry?

If he annexes the Beast Control Sect as he wishes, the family's accumulation will increase by at least a hundred years.

…

"Master!"

"Zhenren Chen!"

The four foundation-building monks kowtowed to the Prime Minister in unison.

Except for Chen Ping's registered disciple Weng Mu, the other three were all deacons hired from Luo Huazong.

Even Yang Ziyu, the great Yuan Dan cultivator, was very cautious in front of Chen Ping, let alone several junior foundation builders.

Weng Mu actually behaved better, while Qi Wei, Wang Yi, and Wang Shen were really excited and frightened.

After some inquiries, Chen Ping learned about the operating conditions of Haichangfang.

It is indeed unsatisfactory.

After deducting the head tax and the wages of cultivators, there is only an income of 30,000 to 40,000 spiritual stones per year.

This does not include the time wasted by Weng Mu making puppets.

"I'll think of a solution after my master returns from Heavenly Beast Island."

Chen Ping nodded nonchalantly and threw a storage ring to Weng Mu.

"It's filled with monster materials. Get ready and start trying to refine a third-level puppet."

"Thank you Master for your cultivation."

Weng Mu said with a smile as if he had found a treasure.

Compared with the boring retreat practice, making puppets is his hobby.

"The three deacons work hard and their wages will go up..."

Everyone was listening to the instructions with their ears raised. Chen Ping suddenly raised his eyebrows mid-sentence, and then his figure gradually became blurred.

After half a breath, he completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

…

Outside the Hongyan Palace in broad daylight, there was still a lot of traffic.

Several ape carts at the door stood motionless, as if they were restrained.

Even the jumping apes were frozen in place.

"Cuck, Cuck, Cuck, Cuck."

There were a series of strange sounds coming from underneath an ape cart.

"call"

A strong wind blew, and a Taoist in green shirt slowly fell down, his body immediately tilted to fit the ground.

Then, he stayed close to the ground and floated diagonally to the bottom of the beast cart, just in time to meet a pair of clear eyes in the shadows.

This is a young man in his twenties. He is obviously very talented, but he is not very particular.

Her hair was a mess, as if it hadn't been washed in months, and there were a few ice-blue cicada pupae hanging on the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

"Cuck, Cuck, Cuck, Cuck."

His mouth was full of juice, and the greasy oil flowed along his fingertips and wet his arms. The person was completely unaware of it and sucked it clean one by one.

"After decades of separation, it's already the early stage of the golden elixir when we meet again. My friend Feng Dao is well and good."

Across the wheel, Chen Ping smiled and cupped his hands.

"Haha, Brother Chen made a pun, it's so wonderful!"

Hearing this, the young man chuckled and said, "Feng is ashamed of himself. After all, I have a Tianpin spiritual root, but my progress is actually a few percent slower than Brother Chen."

"Chen just had some luck."

Chen Ping said casually.

The true disciple of Wuxiang Array Sect, Feng Tianyu!

After leaving the Yehuo Alliance sea area, this person also broke through to the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

As for the slow progress he said, he actually meant that when the two met for the first time, Chen Ping was only in the early stage of Yuan Dan, while Feng Tianyu was already in the middle stage.

"What Feng can understand is that he is a top-level powerful practitioner who has survived the boundless heart thunder tribulation."

However, Feng Tianyu's next words caused the harmonious atmosphere when old friends met to fall to the bottom.
Chapter completed!