The Great Seminary

Chapter 407 The Difficulty of Giving Away Good Fortune
The vast farm, spanning tens of thousands of acres, had hundreds of empty houses, leaving Zhang Gui all alone to spend the night.

He looked up at Shen Shijing's disappearing figure, and sighed with a half-smile.

See you another day, see you another day.

I hope that in the future, Lord Qiyang Lian will give me a 'happy ending'...

Then, they strolled leisurely into the innermost wing room of the 'Fugui Manor's' main courtyard.

I lay in bed and closed my eyes.

Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye, and still no one came to pay attention to Zhang Gui.

He didn't care, spending most of his time each day in the secret realm, teleporting back to the True Dragon Kingdom and the Eight Directions Peace Capital in the 'human world'.

Feed your subjects chicken soup and draw them big cakes, and have a reunion dinner with your mother.

Sometimes he would visit friends in the rented cities of Xihe and Beixuan people on Zhenlong Island to learn about the situation of the "Great Struggle of the Earth Demons" in the other three continents.

The remaining half-day was spent pretending to meditate by the lake in Fuguizhuang, brewing tea and drinking wine, appearing quite carefree.

Until that morning, as the sun rose and a gentle breeze blew.

Zhang Gui came out of the host's courtyard, walked into the storeroom, and took out two jars of fruit wine.

Before even reaching the lakeside, a flash of sword light appeared before their eyes, and crane feathers fluttered, revealing Sun Chonghe's graceful figure.

The two exchanged a glance, and he blurted out without any surprise:
"I was so 'restless' I almost died, but you finally came."

"The Xuanwu Sword Master didn't really punish you, did he?"

“Of course not,” Sun Chonghe shook his head.
"Since ancient times, whether it is a person or a 'power', nothing can stand without integrity."

Huang Miguan, Zhen Xiaotian, and Qiao Heshen actually committed a major taboo.

If things go smoothly and there are no aggrieved parties, then we can simply use various means to erase the traces.

Now the whole scandal has been exposed.

Not only did Elder Huangya suffer a humiliating defeat, but it is also said that even the Grand Elder of the main sect, Po Yuantian, lost face.

So, although Master also feels that you are arrogant about your background and supernatural abilities, and are overly bold, reckless, and cunning, which is not good…”

"Alright, Chonghe."

"Your master doesn't need to go into so much detail when he's cursing; just start with what comes after 'however,'" Zhang Gui said, pursing his lips.

"However, I was forced into this situation. If it weren't for the sake of Elder Po Yuantian of the main sect, I probably would have been released to see you long ago."

Nothing else matters.

The sword used by the god Qiao is one of the thirty-three ancient "unparalleled swords" of our "Three Saints Sword Sect," and the most exquisite replica of the "Chrysanthemum-Eating Monarch"...

The swords of the Three Saints Sword Sect that are not of high quality are called "white goods," which are things used by the poor to show off and are not worth mentioning.

Those who entered the ranks were divided into seven grades:

Crafted by artisans, crafted by master artisans, famous weapon, secret sword, true secret sword, counterfeit peerless, peerless.

Among them, 'crafted by artisans' and 'master craftsmen' can be purchased in shops in the market.

"Famous items" can be obtained by spending more money and patiently waiting for auctions, so there are no real "barriers" to it.

However, starting from the fourth-grade 'Minor Secret Sword', only outer disciples or inner disciples of the 'Three Saints Sword Sect' with a provenance can obtain it.

For example, the sword used by Sun Chonghe, "Crane's Howl", is a "secret sword".

After becoming a disciple of the head of the Northern Branch of the Three Holy Swords, he further refined and upgraded it into the True Secret Sword.

The quality of the thirty-three legendary "unparalleled swords" is naturally "unmatched".

Its most outstanding imitation is the 'Fake Wushuang'.

It is extremely difficult to build, and success requires a confluence of various circumstances.

The entire 'Three Saints Sword Sect' only has a hundred swords... Zhang Gui had been working at the 'Three Saints Sword Northern Sect' for a long time, so he naturally knew the intricacies of swords of various grades.

Hearing this, he gaped in surprise, "Is Qiao He Shen really that highly regarded?"

"Yes," Sun Chonghe nodded with emotion.
"This is exactly the kind of person who is called a 'genius without virtue'."

Otherwise, even if Elder Huangya were naturally vigorous, eccentric, and protective of his own, he wouldn't have been so muddle-headed.

"So I'm confident I can outshine such a 'genius' among my peers."

But if there's a huge, insurmountable barrier in between, they definitely can't win.

Zhang Gui nodded in agreement, "So, what happened to that 'Puppy-Eating Monarch's Fake Peerless Sword' is truly unknown."

“We knew this would be the result.” Sun Chonghe’s face showed an expression of no surprise.

"So, given Master's nature of 'losing face easily but not giving up charity,' everything else can be wiped clean, but you have to count that you owe the 'Three Saints Sword Northern Sect' a counterfeit Peerless Sword."

From then on, he would provide the raw materials each month, and you would refine 55,000 sets of "Unleashing the Mind and Releasing the Will" to pay off the debt.

Of course, this is an exorbitant price; in reality, at least 20,000 sets would be sufficient.

No 'relationship' is as solid as one with shared interests.

Upon hearing Sun Chonghe relay the demands of the Northern Sect Sword Master of the Three Holy Swords, Zhang Gui not only did not get angry, but felt relieved, knowing that the crisis had passed.

But agreeing immediately wouldn't be good either, so he said with a pained expression:

"'Letting the wild horse run free' is one thing, but 'letting the monkey run wild' is a type of Five-Stone Powder!"
You've been inside my secret realm before, haven't you? One hundred and eight alchemy furnaces, running for twenty, no, twelve hours a day non-stop, how much 'goods' can they produce?

"Isn't this treating me like a hired hand?"

After arguing with Sun Chonghe for a long time, spouting so-called "strange talk," they finally agreed that the monthly "processing of supplied materials" would amount to 15,000 sets.

Then the first ninety-nine months were wasted.

After that, for each set of food pills refined, twice the amount of refined millet rice would be given as payment, still limited to '15,000' per month.

Once the terms were agreed upon, the next step was to draw up a contract.

Sun Chonghe could simply sign and affix his seal by adding a few blank numbers to the contract.

Seeing this, Zhang Gui muttered something under his breath.
"They've got me cornered, huh? Tsk tsk tsk, ninety-nine months. Come to think of it, how long have I even lived? And now I have to sign a ninety-nine-month 'contract of servitude'."

"Ninety-nine months is actually less than ten years."

Upon hearing this, Sun Chonghe spoke with genuine envy, saying:

"And you possess the true form and lifespan of the God of War, which is comparable to that of a Heavenly Realm cultivator who specializes in the highest-grade health cultivation techniques."

Living for hundreds or even thousands of years in the future is commonplace; we should start looking at things from the perspective of an 'immortal species.'

"That sounds nice."

But think about it, your sect has only been powerful for less than a thousand years, and it has already had so many Heavenly Sect Masters, Supreme Elders, and Grand Elders.

Even if sword cultivators prioritize offense and are naturally no better than those who practice health cultivation techniques, why is there such a huge difference?
Back then, there wasn't even a 'great age of strife' yet. Now, hmph, even if I could theoretically live for thousands of years, would I actually live that long?

As Zhang Gui spoke, he signed and sealed the contract, then sighed.
"However, in any case, the fact that the 'Three Saints Sword Sect' can still think about establishing rules and regulations at this time is worthy of the system and demeanor of a major sect."

Those who rise to prominence in this world are indeed not…

Just then, a giant dragon with a single horn suddenly appeared on the horizon, slowly flying in with a chariot pulled by it.

Leading the procession were various entourages, including a giant flag, a canopy, a large fan, and a conch shell, making them incredibly imposing as they broke through the wind and clouds.

Zhang Gui was taken aback, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face as he looked at the contract in his hand, and a strange look appeared on his face. "I take back what I just said."

Furthermore, my preconceived notions about sword cultivators have changed drastically. It's true what they say, "Old people are shrewd, old trees are wise," and temperament can't always overcome human nature.

(End of this chapter)