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Chapter 149 Buying Immortal Peaches

The morning sun shone on the giant black clouds.

After the dozen or so minks had eaten their fill, they busied themselves with their respective tasks.

Today's duty secretary, Diao Fangfang, has already made coffee for the boss and handed it to him.

Seeing the boss pick up the glass and take a sip, it squinted, not quite understanding... This stuff, although the boss liked it, the ferret didn't.

To be precise, the way the mink drinks it is different from the way the boss drinks it.

The minks drink this with lots of milk and sugar, but no coffee.

Wu Yun sat behind the table specially used for refining Qi Dan, guarding a basin of more than a dozen strands of fish spiritual energy, carefully pouring cloud silk into it... He had become more and more skilled at this job, and his efficiency was getting higher and higher. He could pour seven or eight strands into it in a morning.

While drinking, he would occasionally glance at the Non-Natural Bureau building next door and listen to the meetings inside.

But then he saw Gu Qingfeng sitting at the conference table with a gratified expression.

"...In the past few days, the patrolling White Cloud Armored Warriors have made seven moves, killing eight wild immortal officials who entered Donghu City without reporting."

"In addition, with the vigorous promotion by our cultural and publicity departments, we have effectively deterred the unscrupulous immortals from all walks of life!"

"We must not let our guard down. We must remain vigilant and stay alert, just in case!"

After one topic was finished and everyone nodded in agreement, the next topic was moved on to.

"The ministry issued a notice saying that the blood-red whirlpool in the East China Sea showed unusual activity yesterday. Some immortal artifacts were swept away by the undercurrents, and some demon immortal officials with the ability to dive into the sea were driven away. The specific reasons are still unclear."

"We have a maritime patrol team keeping an eye on things for us, so we don't need to worry about that for now. Just be aware of that."

Everyone nodded.

Although the crimson vortex has been a constant worry for the Bureau of Unnatural Affairs, there are many other worries across the country, and everyone is gradually getting used to it. As long as nothing major happens, we'll leave it for now.

"I'd like to report to you on the resettlement work for disaster victims in Donghu City."

"The eight centralized resettlement sites that were previously planned due to the influence of the Hu family can no longer be used."

"The three resettlement sites we have chosen are stadiums in Dahu County, Jinze County, and Haishi County, respectively."

"The Dahu Stadium is very large and the facilities are new. It can be used with a little renovation. A large number of disaster victims have already been transferred there..."

These counties are all under the jurisdiction of Donghu City. The selection of these places to resettle disaster victims was based on considerations of efficiency and distance... These three counties are all located west of Donghu City and are quite far from Donghu City Hospital!

Since the Hu family wanted to evenly distribute the disaster victims around the hospital, the Non-Natural Bureau did the opposite and refused to let the Hu family have their way!
……

Sunlight streams into the office, illuminating the small green plant on the desk.

Song Xiaowei lay back in his chair, crossed his legs, and looked at the newly issued imperial edict while pursing his lips.

"This imperial edict... instructs us to investigate the Hu family's intentions in Donghu as well?"
"what's the situation?
"Aren't Buwu Hall and the Hu family allies? How come they're having a conflict?"

He placed the imperial edict on the table and frowned as he pondered it.

“Now that the decree has been issued, it would be wrong not to implement it.”

"But damn it, who would want to get involved in this mess?"
"Find a usually disobedient idiot and fool him?"
"Who should I look for?"

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

The one who entered was none other than Fang Qi.

"Director, our spiritual energy supplier, Zhao Guancai, sent a message saying he'd like to meet with you today."

Zhao Guancai?
This guy can provide dozens of liters of spiritual energy every day, which has indeed solved a lot of problems for Song Xiaowei.

Normally, Fang Qi is the one who handles the communication with him.

Why did he want to see me?

He said there was someone he could introduce you to.

"I want to discuss a business deal with you that I'm sure you'll be interested in."

……

More than a month of heavy rain changed the fate of many people and also extinguished many businesses.

For example, the teahouses on the outskirts of the capital have been closed for a long time. The floors are covered in dust, cobwebs hang in the corners, the water and electricity are cut off, the lighting is dim, the atmosphere is gloomy, and the barrels of tea in the cabinets are left unattended.

In a dusty private room.

Song Xiaowei glanced at the dirty chair and couldn't bring himself to sit down. Then he looked at the burly man who had gotten up to greet him, who was wearing a mask and sunglasses, not showing his true face.

He was already very unhappy, holding the small potted plant.

"Many people want to talk to me, but I rarely give them face and go to talk to them."

"No one has ever dared to disrespect me."

"you……"

The burly man quickly put on a smile.

"I'm really not good at putting on a show. I've been too busy lately, please forgive me."

"But what I offer will absolutely satisfy you."

Before he could even sit down, the burly man pulled a book from his pocket and handed it to Song Xiaowei.

There was nothing written on the book cover. Song Xiaowei held the potted plant in one hand and took the book with the other, rubbed it open and glanced at it.

"Qidan?"

His heart skipped a beat.

Is this guy looking for death?
Why give him such a taboo book?

Just as he was about to get angry, his eyes suddenly caught sight of two words written on a certain page: "Immortal Peach".

[...The Qi Dan is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The Immortal Peach, when used in reverse, is one of the six grades...]

Song Xiaowei's pupils contracted, and he gripped the book tightly.

Where did it come from?

"who are you?

"What do you want to exchange?"

The burly man bowed his head and explained.

"You'd better not know where I come from or who I am."

"Knowing this is not necessarily a good thing."

"I'll give you the first volume of this book."

"I would like to use the second volume in exchange for three hundred immortal peaches."

"Please don't ask about the whereabouts of the peaches."

After a moment's thought, Song Xiaowei, not minding the dirt, sat down on the dusty chair and placed the potted plant on the table.

Open this book and read it carefully.

Qidan is a grave sin in the immortal realm.

The Supreme One sits high above the heavens, detached from the Three Realms, indifferent to the human world, and unconcerned with the mundane affairs of life, seemingly nonexistent.

There is only one taboo: Qidan.

Those who are tainted by Qidan will surely be punished by the Supreme Lord with thunderous might.

Everyone turned pale at the mention of Qidan.

The more strictly something is prohibited, the greater the underlying reason usually is.

Throughout history, countless banished immortals, fallen monarchs, exterminated demons, and desperate people have all focused their efforts on Qi Dan, hoping to use it to gain an advantage over fate and reverse their fate.

All of these people eventually died.

They were captured by the Heavenly Palace, beaten until their flesh and blood turned to ash, and their souls were scattered.

The manuscripts they left behind were looted and burned to ashes.

Those who witnessed their research were arrested, executed, and their souls were cleansed before being reincarnated to ensure that Qidan's memories were not carried over to the next life.

But there are always some people in this world who, for no apparent reason, are willing to take great risks to study, refine, record, and pass on the Qi Dan (a type of elixir).

Perhaps I, like them, was obsessed when I wrote this book.

The Qi Dan I have seen is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The Immortal Peach, when used in reverse, is one of the six grades.

(End of this chapter)