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Thirty Basic Immortal Pills were equivalent to three million low-grade Orbs of Will!
'Niu Er, did you know? I really want to visit that palace. I want to be the mistress of that palace … '
Inside the silent quarters, Miao Yi sat cross-legged on the stone couch, staring at the purple glow of the Basic Immortal Pills in the jade box. The Lady Boss's words were still echoing in his ears, and the anticipation in her eyes was still there.
He picked up an Basic Immortal Pill, closed the jade box, and put it away. Just as he was about to put the pill into his mouth, he paused, then invoked his arts and called out, "Qian'Er, Xue'Er."
Soon, the two ladies rushed over and greeted him, "Milord, what are your orders?"
Miao Yi wrote down a decree on the spot and threw it to the two ladies. "I am going into seclusion to cultivate. Remember, if I don't come out, no one is to disturb me, no matter what happens. That includes the two of you. Order Ximen Yan and Jian Sanniang to stand guard outside the sleeping quarters day and night. No one is to approach until I come out. Anyone who disobeys will be executed! "
The two ladies looked at each other and answered, "Understood!"
After the two ladies left, Miao Yi waved his sleeves and released a surge of transcendence energy. The heavy stone door to the silent quarters closed with a rumble.
Outside the door, the two ladies looked at each other in surprise. They didn't know why Miao Yi was so serious about his seclusion.
They didn't know that their master was going to consume an Basic Immortal Pill, and the difference between an Basic Immortal Pill and an Orb of Will was quite large. An Orb of Will borrowed the will of all living beings to speed up the absorption of spiritual energy, while an Basic Immortal Pill was almost entirely formed from the condensation of spiritual energy.
The refinement of an Orb of Will could be stopped at any time. However, once an Basic Immortal Pill was refined, the surging spiritual energy would either be absorbed or wasted. It would be a huge loss if the refinement was stopped until the very end.
Inside the silent quarters, Miao Yi calmed himself down and flipped his hand over. The Basic Immortal Pill, about the size of a quail egg and glowing with a faint purple glow, slowly floated up from his knee. When it reached Miao Yi's mouth, he suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it in. With a gulp, it slid down his throat and into his stomach.
As the Immortal Pill entered his stomach, Miao Yi placed his hands on his knees and focused his mind. A surge of transcendence energy in his abdomen shattered the outer shell of the Basic Immortal Pill.
As soon as the purple liquid left the coating, it could be said that purple air came from the east. The moment it came into contact with the outside world, it immediately underwent a miraculous change. Majestic spiritual energy was quickly released and rushed straight to the throat.
Miao Yi's palms, which were resting on his knees, quickly clapped together. He invoked his arts to lock his throat, preventing the spiritual energy from escaping. Such a precious thing was difficult to collect normally, so how could it be wasted!
However, the surging spiritual energy was simply too ferocious. Miao Yi quickly invoked his arts to seal his five viscera and six bowels, and then invoked his arts to suppress the expanding spiritual energy. However, even with his cultivation, it was still rather strenuous for him to suppress it. His belly was swelling up at a visible rate.
Soon, her abdomen was twice the size of a pregnant woman who had been pregnant for ten months, and it was still expanding. Miao Yi felt like his body was about to explode. His forehead was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out. He desperately cast his arts again and again. Only then did he manage to suppress it.
Only now did he realize that the rumors were true. A White Lotus cultivator would never be able to consume such an immortal pill. Once they consumed it, their bodies would immediately explode. It would be a waste for a Blue Lotus late stage cultivator to consume it as well. If one hadn't reached the Red Lotus realm, they wouldn't be able to consume it.
With great difficulty, he finally managed to stabilize himself. Only then could he slowly channel a strand of transcendence energy to absorb the spiritual energy into his body. He channeled it through his meridians into a space of nothingness that he had opened up inside his body, where a cultivator's art source was located. The swelling spiritual energy in his abdomen immediately found a place to go.
Two days later, the swelling in his abdomen slowly subsided. Only then did his bloated belly slowly deflate.
When he finished absorbing all the spiritual energy in his abdomen, Miao Yi released the seal on his five viscera and six bowels. He let out a long sigh, then pinched his fingers together to calculate the time. He discovered that it took him almost five days to digest a single Basic Immortal Pill.
One Basic Immortal Pill was equivalent to a hundred thousand low-grade Orbs of Will. Ever since he broke through to the Red Lotus realm, he had been busy, so he didn't have much time to calm down and cultivate. He estimated that he would need to consume one million three hundred and ten thousand low-grade Orbs of Will to break through to Red Lotus Second Grade. Right now, he still needed one million three hundred thousand orbs. There wasn't much of a change. In other words … Thirteen Basic Immortal Pills might not even be enough to help him break through to Red Lotus Second Grade. He would probably need fourteen.
The annual tribute would begin in a month, and he wouldn't have the time then. At most, he would only be able to refine six or seven more Basic Immortal Pills before the tribute.
With a sigh, he swallowed another Basic Immortal Pill.
A month later, Miao Yi came out of closed-door cultivation after refining seven Basic Immortal Pills. His cultivation was still at Red Lotus First Grade, and there wasn't much of a change.
Outside the sleeping quarters, Third Mother and Ximen Yan, who had been accompanying him for more than a month, also heaved a sigh of relief. They could finally return home.
The day of celebration for the cultivators of the two Halls had also arrived. It was the day of the annual salary distribution. Ximen Yan was the only Advisor of the two Halls to receive his salary. The other Advisors had all arrived later. They were a little excited to be part of the administration for the first time.
The Great Hall Master Miao was finally going to have to face the twenty Manor Heads of the two Halls. He had left everything to Yang Qing all year round, so it was necessary for him to show his face at the end of the year.
Suppressing Ninth Hall immediately became lively. One by one, the Manor Heads arrived to pay the annual tribute. The Manor Heads who had just arrived also entered the palace to pay their respects to the Hall Master. Grand Steward Yang Qing sat beside Miao Yi, helping him fill in the gaps.
Yang Qing was a flexible person, and he knew that he would take care of the people he needed to take care of. Among the elders that Miao Yi had brought with him, he knew that Chen Fei was the first person to follow Miao Yi from South Edict Manor to conquer the world. Hence, even though Chen Fei's cultivation wasn't high enough, there was still a place for him among the twenty Manor Heads.
With Miao Yi as his backing, and Yang Qing's guidance, Chen Fei was able to do his job well, even though he was promoted as an exception. Although he wasn't particularly outstanding in his position, he still managed to live up to expectations and didn't make any mistakes.
The other person was Yang Zhaoqing, who was the Loose Cultivator that Miao Yi had captured in his own territory when he was still the Manor Head of Raincloud Manor. Gold would shine no matter where it was. He used his own abilities to attract Yang Qing's attention, and was then promoted to Manor Head by Yang Qing.
Among the elders that Miao Yi had brought with him from Raincloud Manor, only Chen Fei and Yang Zhaoqing were promoted to Manor Heads. The rest of the core members continued to be Mountain Chieftains. Yang Qing had a good grasp of the situation. At least he didn't mistreat his old subordinates on Miao Yi's behalf.
However, without any outstanding performance, those elders could only bask in the limelight once, but they wouldn't be able to bask in the limelight forever. Not everyone could be like Chen Fei and have a special relationship with Miao Yi. The others didn't manage to keep up with Miao Yi this time, and he wasn't sure if they would be able to do so again in the future.
Sometimes, survival of the fittest was just that cruel. Those who were capable would strive to rise to the top, while those who weren't would gradually fade into obscurity, or even be eliminated.
Miao Yi was very satisfied with the arrangements that Yang Qing had made for his old subordinates. It was clear that Yang Qing had put in a lot of effort. If he hadn't paid special attention to his old subordinates, Yang Zhaoqing might not have been able to rise to the top in the absence of any special circumstances.
Facing Yang Zhaoqing, who was standing below, Miao Yi advised, "Zhaoqing, Raincloud Manor has already made an exception to promote you once. This time, it is already very special of you to do so again. We can't give you special treatment forever. You are a smart man. You should know what to do. I don't want your future to stop here. It is very important for you to work hard to raise your cultivation. Do you understand? "
By now, there was no one in the two Halls who didn't know that the Overlord had taken a liking to the Hall Master. The Overlord had already paved the way for the Hall Master's rise. It was only a matter of time before the Hall Master became a Palace Lord. Miao Yi's words had a deeper meaning to them.
Yang Zhaoqing cupped his fists and said, "Zhaoqing will never forget the Hall Master's kindness. I will always remember the Hall Master's teachings!"
Miao Yi waved his hand, dismissing him.
Once all the Manor Heads had arrived, Qian'Er and Xue'Er finished tallying and receiving the tributes from the various Manors.
Now that everything was in place, the Interior Chief Steward Yan Xiu was handing out the necessary salaries. Everyone was very happy to have received what they were supposed to receive.
After taking care of so many Advisors, Miao Yi had used up almost all of his share. However, he had many responsibilities. He still had a Advisor's salary in Wood Traversing Palace, a Golden Hall Deacon's salary in Jade Capital Peak, and a Deacon's salary in the Chamber of Commerce that outsiders didn't know about.
At dusk, Zhou Liqin and Qian Zifeng were pleasantly surprised. The palace maids had come to summon them, and the Hall Master had summoned them.
The two cultivators guarding the mountain gates were given the honor of entering the imperial harem. They accompanied the Hall Master on the observation deck, enjoying fine wine and delicacies. After they were done, the Hall Master rewarded them with a hundred low-grade Orbs of Will each. The Hall Master was in a good mood. After the banquet was over, he invited the two of them to play chess. However, not knowing what was going on, the Hall Master was furious. Fortunately, the two Aunties secretly transmitted their voices and gave them pointers, allowing them to avert the crisis. However, they also understood the principle that accompanying the Emperor was akin to accompanying a tiger. The two of them didn't dare to stay for too long, and promptly excused themselves.
Hall Master Miao hadn't enjoyed himself to his heart's content yet. Remembering that Manor Head Qin, who was the best at playing chess, happened to be around, he summoned him. To avoid arousing suspicion, he even ordered Hong Mian and Lu Liu to accompany him. Qin Weiwei gladly accepted the order.
The sun was setting in the west, and the night sky was filled with stars. The lanterns were lit on the observation deck, and Hall Master Miao and Manor Head Qin chatted non-stop. Manor Head Qin's robes were as white as snow, like jade under the light of the lanterns. His slender hands were a feast for the eyes, and he praised his' superb 'chess skills. As expected, the Hall Master was greatly pleased, and the game was extremely satisfying. When the game ended late at night, Hall Master Miao, who hadn't enjoyed himself to his heart's content, asked Manor Head Qin to meet again. Manor Head Qin didn't refuse, and happily left the palace.
The next day, before the handover of the annual tribute, a group of palace maids had already cleaned up the Grand Assembly Hall. The core members of both halls were gathered. Miao Yi sat high up on the throne, while Qian 'Er and Xue' Er stood to his left and right.
The two Stewards, Yang Qing and Yan Xiu, stood on either side of the stairs, facing each other. They could look up at the Hall Master and down at the others. The eighteen Advisors and twenty Manor Heads stood in a line, reporting on the situation within their respective territories.
Everything had already been handled by Yang Qing, so Miao Yi didn't need to worry about it anymore. He only needed to go through the motions.
After the court was dismissed, Miao Yi led Ximen Yan and Jian Sanniang away, rushing towards the Wood Traversing Palace to pay the annual tribute.
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