"Junior brother, you will be in charge of this Tianquan Palace from now on!"
Yang Lin smiled calmly, "Let Feng'er take you to Tianquan Palace later and explain the situation of Tianquan Palace to you!"
"Thank you very much, senior brother!" Chen Muyu thanked him.
Yang Lin waved his hand, "Junior brother, has Master told you anything?"
Explain?
Chen Muyu looked confused and just shook his head.
Yang Lin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, we can discuss it later!"
What do you mean, if you become a disciple of the Jida, what else do you have to do for the Jida?
I should have known it wasn't that simple.
Chen Muyu didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, if you don't tell me, I'll pretend I don't know. It's okay to give me benefits, but if you want me to do things for you, it's out of consideration.
"By the way, Master said, I am the ninth disciple of the Jidao Sect. I don't know who else besides you, senior brother..." Chen Muyu directly changed the topic.
When Yang Lin heard this, the expression on his face froze slightly, "The five supreme elders of Jidao Palace all entered earlier than me, but now I'm afraid they have all fallen. In addition, there was another person who entered before you, but I have never seen him.
…”
Chen Muyu was silent for a moment. There was another person Yang Lin didn't mention, and that was the Blood Ancestor.
I heard that the Blood Ancestor is the senior brother of the Jidao Sect. Apart from the five supreme elders of the Jidao Palace, there are only three people left under the Jidao Sect.
Apart from him, there was Yang Lin, and an existence that even Yang Lin had never seen before.
To be valued by the Supreme Dao and accepted as a disciple, he must be an ordinary person.
…
"I am also very curious about the identity of this eighth junior brother, but Master must have made arrangements. When it is time to meet, we will naturally meet!"
It can be seen that Yang Lin is extremely loyal to the Jida.
Not all of the Jidao disciples are rebellious like the Blood Ancestor, there are still quite a few idiot fans.
As for Chen Muyu, he can be considered a dawdler.
He just wanted to protect himself.
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Tianquan Palace.
Apart from the Jidao Palace, the Tianquan Palace should be considered the most powerful branch of the entire sect.
The Lord of Tianquan Palace is a ninth-level peak expert. He has more than fifty experts under his command. Among them, five of his direct disciples have reached the ninth level and were once proud of all the people.
There are countless disciples at the seventh and eighth levels.
But now, all this has become the prosperity of the sunset.
All the powerful men above the heaven level fell in the sacrificial ceremony that day. At present, the only ones in the Tianquan Palace who can hold up the scene are some earth-level disciples.
Inside the Tianquan Hall.
Yang Lin introduced the situation of Tianquan Palace to Chen Muyu.
This Tianquan Peak towers into the clouds and stretches for thousands of miles. There are currently 18,000 disciples, including nearly 50,000 prefecture-level disciples.
Chen Muyu didn't care about any of this. All he cared about was the wealth of Tianquan Palace.
After all, he never thought about being a disciple of the Yakuza here, let alone doing his job as the master of Tianquan Palace.
Tianquan Palace controls three Hongmeng spiritual springs. A large number of spiritual stones are produced in the springs every day, which is the lifeblood of the entire Jidao Palace.
The cultivation of disciples of each lineage, as well as the energy supply of each lineage array, are all supported by these three spiritual springs.
Yang Lin took Chen Muyu to the treasure house of Tianquan Palace.
In a deep valley in the back mountain, a pagoda stands.
This is the Daoyuan Tower of Tianquan Palace!
The tower is seven floors high, and each floor has a huge space. It has only one purpose, which is not to practice, but to store the sect's wealth.
In each palace and peak, the seniors' consumption expenses and the disciples' cultivation resources are all drawn from here.
Entering Daoyuan Tower, Chen Muyu was full of expectations.
With the wealth of Jidao Palace, how rich should this sect’s wallet be?
Hundreds of billions? Trillions? Ten trillions?
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"Do you have any accounts?"
After walking through the seventh floor, Chen Muyu's original expectations were gradually exhausted. He roughly counted the inventory in the tower, and his mood was far from beautiful.
It was a little different from what he imagined.
There are a lot of spiritual stones in the tower, but not as many as Chen Muyu imagined.
Because the system is still being upgraded, it is impossible to make a detailed assessment. Chen Muyu can only use past experience to make a rough estimate.
The existing spiritual stone reserves in the entire Daoyuan Tower are worth about 200 billion.
To be honest, this number is not small. If Chen Muyu could encounter such a fortune earlier, he would be happy even in his dreams.
But it's different now. It's not that Chen Muyu has a higher vision, but because this is the money bag of Jidao Palace.
In the entire Jidao Palace, there is only 200 billion worth of wealth left?
This is like the world's number one super-large company, which only has 200 million in liquidity left. Do you believe it?
Yang Feng smiled bitterly, "The current situation in Tianquan Palace, even if there is an account, I'm afraid there is no way to investigate!"
Everyone in Tianquan Palace is gone. If you check the accounts, who will check?
Chen Muyu was a little depressed, "Is this small amount of spiritual stone reserves enough to run the sect?"
Yang Feng said, "In the past, the Tianquan Palace was in charge of all the expenses of the sect. Other branches, including my father, were not in charge of it. There was never any situation where it could not function properly..."
Chen Muyu frowned slightly. There were so many powerful people before the Jidao Palace. They all had more than 200,000 heaven-level people. There were a lot of eighth-level and ninth-level people, 200 billion. Can they be used for a month?
"Don't tell me that the Master of Tianquan Palace has set up a small treasury privately?" Chen Muyu said.
If the master of Tianquan Palace had not established a small treasury, Chen Muyu would not believe it even to death.
Yang Lin nodded slightly and did not deny that as the master of Tianquan Palace, it was completely reasonable and reasonable for him to carry a large amount of wealth with him.
These spiritual stones in Daoyuan Tower may only be kept as spares.
"The old palace master has died, and now this matter has become an unsolved case. Not to mention that there is no way to investigate, I am afraid that my father will not let it be investigated!" Yang Feng shook his head. The entire sect's wealth was just this little, and he also
Feeling surprised.
But with the death of the old palace master of Tianquan Palace, any huge wealth he brought with him disappeared with his death, and the sect could only admit its loss.
Chen Muyu smiled bitterly, but there was still a bit of a gap in his heart.
Yang Feng said, "However, Master, don't be disappointed. The three spiritual springs of the sect are still producing spiritual stones. Moreover, there are very few high-level experts left in the entire Jidao Palace. This can reduce a lot of expenses every month, and the balance will be in the future."
There will definitely only be more..."
"Um!"
Chen Muyu nodded slightly, which was somewhat of a psychological comfort.
"Find me a sensible person, I need to understand the specific situation!"
Coming out of Daoyuan Tower, Chen Muyu gave Yang Feng instructions.
He now has nothing to say about the accounts of Tianquan Palace. He doesn't know how much is the monthly income, how much is the expenditure, whether there is any balance, and how much is the balance.
He didn't want to be the lord of Tianquan Palace and have to make money there. The reason why he chose Tianquan Palace was for one purpose, and that was to make money.
If there is no money to be made, then he might as well give up this career decisively.
This chapter has been completed!