Lin Jichen feels that opening so many shops is actually no different from managing a guild. They are all about scoring points.
He suddenly missed the time when he was managing the guild. It was not that the job was easy, but that he had a good helper to help him handle all matters.
That person is Yuzu-chan, Zuoyou, the right-hand man of his guild.
It was Zuo You's appearance in the beginning that allowed Lin Jichen to step aside and focus on improving his strength.
Zuo You is not very strong, she can even be said to be a lousy person, a fighting idiot, and has no gaming talent. Anyone can abuse her.
But in terms of management and other aspects, he is definitely a talent.
She managed Lin Jichen's guild in an orderly manner, and even created a lot of side businesses, which brought a lot of benefits to the guild.
This was one of the reasons why Lin Jichen's guild prospered and was favored by major guilds.
Lin Jichen thought that if Zuo You was here, it would be a good choice to let her help him manage the store.
It's a pity that she hasn't touched the game yet.
When Lin Jichen was distracted, the system prompted that his coma time was over.
Lin Jichen stopped thinking about it and immediately entered the game.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the Futu Sect, with a familiar palace and a familiar fragrance.
Lin Jichen bounced up, his heart beating thumpingly.
He is so familiar with this place. Isn't it the master's bedroom?
It seems that after he fell into coma, he was taken back to the Sword Sect. As for why he was in the master's palace, the master must have taken him in.
Thinking about it makes me a little excited.
Not seeing Master for one day is like three autumns.
"Master~Master~" Lin Jichen stood up and shouted, temporarily forgetting even the two gift bags for the Immortal Ascension Conference that he wanted to check.
But after looking around, I couldn't see Leng Feiyan.
He had no choice but to walk out of the palace and head towards the Sword Palace.
Sword Palace Hall.
Leng Feiyan and Jian Zong, including all the elders in the inner and outer halls, gathered together for a meeting.
"Master, according to reliable information, Jiulong Valley seems to be making big moves due to the death of Situ Zhao. We, the Sword Sect, must be on guard."
Elder Tianyuan, who is Nangong Yue’s grandfather, said.
Leng Feiyan sat high in the main hall, leaning on the phoenix chair, as cold as ice.
Hearing this, she snorted coldly: "Their disciples were killed by my disciples. That's because their skills are inferior to others. If you are still not convinced and want to use dirty tricks, just go ahead. What should I, the Sword Sect, be afraid of!"
"What the leader is saying is that although Jiulong Valley is a large demon sect, our Tianyan Sword Sect does not need to be afraid of him. That old demon Qiu Wansheng has always been afraid of our Sword Sect, and he does not dare to provoke him." Great Elder Tianqing
Said with great disdain.
The Great Elder of Tianjian stood up and saluted, saying: "Master, in this Immortal Ascension Conference, my disciple Tianhan suffered a disastrous defeat, which caused the Sword Sect to lose all face. As a master, I am also responsible, so I ask the master to punish me.
"
Leng Feiyan's expression softened slightly and he said: "Uncle Tianjian, although this disciple Tianhan suffered such a defeat, he is still the most promising disciple of the Sword Sect. Besides, this defeat is due to his own mental state, and
You have nothing to do with it, but as his master, you still need to provide more guidance to prevent his Taoist heart from being blocked and leaving hidden dangers. So, you take him to the Dijian Pond, hoping to help him."
"I understand, thank you so much, Master." Elder Tianjian sighed, and then sat back.
As soon as Chu Tianhan came back, he locked himself in the Sword Dao Pavilion for retreat and thought about his past mistakes. He became very depressed, which made Elder Tianjian very worried about his disciple.
Everyone then spoke one after another, and Leng Feiyan needed to make decisions on some important sect affairs.
Leng Feiyan always sat at the head with an expressionless face, handling various matters reported by the elders in a calm and dignified tone.
She has long been used to this kind of thing, and has even become numb to it.
Although I felt bored in my heart, I really wanted to go back to the palace to visit my disciple.
But for the sake of the sect, we still have to sit down and finish handling the affairs.
"Master~"
While everyone was having a meeting, a figure ran in outside the hall.
Leng Feiyan's originally calm and indifferent expression suddenly revealed a smile that was difficult to hide, and then he quickly calmed down.
Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the sounds outside, and no one paid attention to Leng Feiyan's alluring smile.
When the elders saw it was Lin Jichen, they all showed kind smiles.
In the past, no one took Lin Jichen seriously.
But things are different now. Lin Jichen took the leader of the Immortal Ascension Conference, beheaded Situ Zhao, and defeated Li Xinghun.
He has become the most popular disciple of the Sword Sect, and his status is almost equal to that of Chu Tianhan.
In addition, he shed blood for the sect, made meritorious service for the sect, and also won glory for the sect.
He was Leng Feiyan's disciple again. In front of Leng Feiyan, everyone naturally had to give Lin Jichen some slack.
Even the great elders have admiration in their eyes.
"Um...why are there so many people...did I come at the wrong time?"
When Lin Jichen came in, he realized that so many elders were there. He thought that he had made a big mistake by eavesdropping on some sect secrets, and he suddenly became anxious.
Usually there was no one in the Sword Palace, so he ran in out of habit.
An elder from the outer palace whispered: "Lin Gaotu, the leader is holding a sect meeting."
"Oh, that's it...I'll quit now."
Lin Jichen scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and prepared to leave and go back to his master's bed to lie down for a while, waiting for his master to come back and favor him...
At this time, Leng Feiyan spoke up and said: "Well, since I'm here, disciple, just sit by and listen. In view of your performance at the Immortal Ascension Conference, the elders just decided to appoint you as the deacon of the Shanggong Hall of the Outer Palace. You
You are considered a member of the sect’s management, so please take a seat and listen.”
"Yes, Master." Lin Jichen was overjoyed and quickly agreed.
Unexpectedly, I was promoted from the deacon of the Miscellaneous Hall to the deacon of the Shanggong Hall. I was promoted~
The handyman hall only handles the sect's chores, such as cleaning, labor, coolies, etc. It has no power, so it can only manage the handyman disciples.
But Shanggong Hall is different. Shanggong Hall is the place responsible for organizing and distributing disciples' sect contribution points.
The sect's contribution is very important to the sect's disciples, as it affects their status in the sect, their treatment, and the treasures they can exchange for.
Any disciple of the Shanggong Hall has a high status in the sect, and many disciples have to fawn over him.
Lin Jichen thought that when he exchanged the sect's secret books or elixirs in the future, he could line his own pockets, go through the back door, and plunder the sect's wool or something, hehe.
Lin Jichen joined the meeting, but his position was the lowest among all the elders, so he could only sit in an inconspicuous corner at the back and listen.
After listening for a while, Lin Jichen felt a little bored and sleepy. This meeting was too boring, just like a meeting with school leaders.
In order to cheer up, Lin Jichen had no choice but to focus on Leng Feiyan, who was sitting on the phoenix chair at the head of the palace.
Leng Feiyan also noticed Lin Jichen's gaze and glanced away secretly, only to see Lin Jichen blinking at her, pouting and blowing a kiss.
Leng Feiyan's skin was as radiant as snow, and a red cloud flew up in an instant.