I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Zheng Yifei quickly appeared in the top-secret meeting room on the top floor of the mirage.

He immediately pressed the emergency communication array on the corner of the table.

Before half a cup of tea could be brewed, the stone door to the secret chamber was pushed open one after another, and Zhao Wenyuan, Su Qingwan, Zhang Biao, Chen San, and Lin Bao filed in one after another, looking hurried.

They had just received news that the Xuantian Sect was forcibly recruiting disciples, and the entire market was now in a state of panic.

"Yifei, what exactly happened?"

I heard that three Nascent Soul elders have arrived at the Xuantian Sect, and Zeng Feng even mentioned your identity as 'Xu Zhengyuan'!

As soon as Su Qingwan entered the room, her eyes reddened. She rushed forward without hesitation, grabbed Zheng Yifei's arm tightly, and her voice was clearly trembling with sobs.

Zhao Wenyuan and the others also looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

If the boss were captured and used as cannon fodder, this vast business empire would instantly collapse.

"Don't panic, sit down and let's talk."

Zheng Yifei grasped Su Qingwan's slightly trembling hand, gave her a reassuring look, and then sat down in the main seat with an imposing air, his gaze sweeping over everyone with sharp eyes.

"Time is of the essence, so I'll keep it brief. Zeng Feng did indeed name me. I must assemble at the main peak square in half an hour to join the army and head to Blood Soul Valley."

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Zhang Biao slammed his fist on the table, his body radiating murderous aura: "Boss! We can't go! At worst, we'll activate the Mirage's defensive array right now and fight those bastards from the Xuantian Sect!"

Elder Wan's formation can hold out even against a Nascent Soul cultivator for a while. We'll cover your retreat!

"Nonsense!"

Zheng Yifei sternly stopped him: "With three Nascent Soul cultivators backing you up, what are you going to use to fight? Are you going to use the lives of tens of thousands of people from the Mirage to fill the gap?"

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth and slumped down.

Zheng Yifei took a deep breath, his tone becoming calm and decisive: "This is also a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. None of you are on the Qingyun Sect's roster. Wen Yuan and Brother Biao, you joined the sect using the identity of rogue cultivators, so the Xuantian Sect cannot trace you."

He turned to look at Su Qingwan, his gaze softening slightly: "Qingwan, you are a disciple of the Xuantian Sect, and are not on the list of those to be recruited."

Hearing that they didn't have to go, the group didn't feel relieved; instead, they became even more worried about Zheng Yifei's safety.

"Boss, what if you go to Blood Soul Valley? That place is a meat grinder!"

Zhao Wenyuan asked eagerly.

"I have my own trump card to save my life, so you don't need to worry."

A glint of light flashed in Zheng Yifei's eyes, but he did not reveal the matter of Ye Tianqiong and the "fake war." The fewer people who knew, the safer it would be.

"Now, listen to my instructions for the next task. Wen Yuan, the original plan remains unchanged. Go to the accounting office immediately and take three trusted confidants who are the most capable at accounting. Vice Sect Master Ye is outside right now. He will take you directly to the Heavenly Demon Sect in a while."

Zhao Wenyuan was shocked. He knew that Zheng Yifei had completely entrusted the unknown blue ocean of business of the Heavenly Demon Sect to him.

"Remember, the Heavenly Demon Sect is a den of demons, and their way of doing things is completely different from the righteous path. When you get there, observe more and speak less. If you encounter trouble, don't reason with them; use benefits to bind them! As long as you can show those demonic cultivators a continuous stream of spirit stones, they will treat you like an ancestor."

Zheng Yifei patted Zhao Wenyuan on the shoulder: "The Heavenly Demon Sect's super gambling den is now in your hands."

Zhao Wenyuan's eyes welled up with tears. He stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to the ground: "I can never repay Yifei's kindness! Rest assured, even if I, Zhao Wenyuan, am shattered to pieces, I will definitely uphold the Heavenly Demon Sect and await your return!"

Zheng Yifei nodded, then looked at Su Qingwan and Zhang Biao: "Qingwan, Brother Biao, Mirage is our foundation and our money bag, we must not mess it up."

After I leave, Qingwan will be in charge of overall operations and fund allocation, while Brother Biao will be in charge of internal and external security. You two, one skilled in administrative tasks and the other in military matters, must take good care of this family!

Su Qingwan forced back her tears and nodded vigorously, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"If I go to the front lines, Qin Cang will definitely send people to Mirage to cause trouble and try to take over the businesses here."

Zheng Yifei sneered: "Remember my principle: don't fight head-on. If you can settle a problem with spirit stones, then use spirit stones to smash it. Sect Master Xu will also protect the gambling house."

"If Qin Cang tries to seize it by force, send me a message immediately! I will have the higher-ups of the Heavenly Demon Sect put pressure on the Profound Heaven Sect at the border, forcing them to withdraw their troops!"

Zhang Biao patted his chest and roared in a deep voice, "Don't worry, boss! With Elder Wan's formation in place, anyone who dares to try to fight back, I, Zhang Biao, will teach them what it means to come and never return!"

Finally, Zheng Yifei turned his gaze to Chen San and Lin Bao, who were standing in the corner, and his tone became more serious than ever before: "Chen San, Lin Bao. Your intelligence network and logistics lines are our lifeline for surviving in this predicament. I'm going to Blood Soul Valley; our cultivation resources must not be cut off!"

"You must maintain a single-line contact with Tie Feng and Zhao Ling, and you must never expose their identities."

Every three months, the top-grade pills refined by Zhao Ling will be delivered to a designated location on the outskirts of Blood Soul Valley through the logistics department's clandestine channels. I will leave a secret signal for the rendezvous.

"Understood! As long as the people are here, the goods are here; if the goods are gone, the people are gone!"

Chen San and Lin Bao accepted the order in unison.

Everything is arranged properly.

The air in the sealed room suddenly distorted, and a dark figure appeared before everyone like a ghost.

Ye Tianqiong was still dressed as a rogue cultivator with a sallow complexion, but the moment he appeared, a faint yet terrifying demonic aura still made everyone present feel a chill.

"Have you finished explaining?"

Ye Tianqiong glanced at Zheng Yifei, then his gaze fell on Zhao Wenyuan, sizing him up: "Is this the management talent you were talking about? He looks rather plump and has a bit of the shrewdness of a merchant."

Zheng Yifei bowed and said, "Vice Sect Master, his name is Zhao Wenyuan. He is my most capable right-hand man. With him around, it is definitely not a dream for the Heavenly Demon Sect's super gambling den to make a fortune every day."

"Alright, I'll trust you this once."

With a wave of his sleeve, Ye Tianqiong unleashed a gentle yet irresistible magical force that enveloped Zhao Wenyuan: "Fatty, come with me to pick up your men. I'll show you what a real den of iniquity looks like."

Zhao Wenyuan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and before he could even cry out in alarm, he was swept into the domain of the Night Sky.

"Boy, I'll be waiting for you in Blood Soul Valley."

Ye Tianqiong gave Zheng Yifei a deep look before his figure slowly dissipated into the secret room like a bubble.

The sealed room fell silent once more.

Only Zheng Yifei, Su Qingwan, Zhang Biao, Chen San, and Lin Bao remained.

Zheng Yifei glanced at the hourglass on the table. The time limit was half an hour, and only half an incense stick's time remained.

He stood up, walked to Su Qingwan, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and lowered his head to place a deep kiss on her forehead.

"Don't cry, wait for me to come back."

Zheng Yifei's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable power.

Then, he turned around, straightened his blue robe representing the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and swept his gaze over each of his trusted confidants present, his eyes as firm as iron.

"Gentlemen, it will be a two-year separation."

A confident smile curved Zheng Yifei's lips, as if he were about to enter not a meat grinder where death was a near certainty, but a grand coronation ceremony.

"Two years from now, I will return in triumph, having achieved complete foundation building!"

After saying that, Zheng Yifei strode out of the secret room, and the stone door slammed shut behind him.

He transformed into a streak of azure light, piercing the night sky, and headed straight for the three Xuantian Sect warships exuding a chilling aura at the main peak plaza of the Qingyun Sect.