"Yes, father!"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly.

"As far as I got..."

"At the beginning, the price of that condensing grass fell all the way to thirty spirit stones per plant."

"Those monks who have participated in the hype and still have a lot of stock in their hands..."

"Many of them stopped selling because of the heavy losses and the fact that the concentrating herbs were difficult to sell."

"But even so..."

"There are still a lot of people selling in this market..."

The middle-aged man paused slightly, then continued.

"And yet..."

"Here's the weird part!"

"In just a few days, all the condensing grass in the hands of the people who sold it was bought!"

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but be a little surprised, and hurriedly asked.

"Have you found out the identity of the person who bought it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly.

"Not found."

"Those who bought it were extremely secretive, and their methods were exactly the same as those who bought the Condensing Grass in the hands of the Li family a few months ago!"

"This..."

The old man frowned slightly.

"Now..."

"There are many large and small families in the city, and the condensing grass in their hands is enough for the children of their clan to build a foundation and consume."

"Even if there are still some families who need it, it's only a very small minority."

"Those who sold were sold out in just a few days, and it is obviously unlikely that they were bought by this part of the family forces."

"Although there are still many Qi Cultivators who need the Divine Cultivation Grass..."

"But the Sanren monks, after all, they don't have much money, and there are very few people who can buy them at the price of thirty spirit stones per plant......

"From this point of view."

"Behind this, there must be someone with deep pockets who is plotting..."

"Yes, father!"

The middle-aged man arched his hand and said, "The child thinks so too. ”

"I just don't know..."

"Is the person who plotted this time the same person who controlled the Divine Grass behind it in the first place..."

"Hmm."

The old man sighed softly.

"Judging from the current clues, it is indeed difficult to deduce."

"Speaking of..."

"The identity of the person behind the control at the beginning has not been known until now."

"When I arrived at the Li family, I carried the black cauldron..."

"Now that the turmoil has risen again, once the identity of the person who plotted it is exposed."

"I'm afraid..."

"The Li family in the north of the city may still be whitewashed......"

……

……

At night, the moon hangs high.

Seongnam Palace.

Inside a gazebo.

Wang Xiang held a glass of wine in his hand and sat alone in it, enjoying the night view.

"The night blinds the eyes, and the moon shines on my heart..."

In the night, Wang Xiang shook his head lightly and sighed, and then drank the wine in the glass.

"Isn't it in that far away, there is someone who is concerned about the young master?"

Not far away, Meng Hai, dressed in a black robe, was walking slowly.

"Young Master!"

Meng Hai bowed.

Wang Xiang smiled slightly, raised his hand slightly, and motioned for him to take a seat.

"Some things, some people, thought they had let go..."

"But in the dead of night, I realized that I had never forgotten it, but it was hidden in my heart......"

Wang Xiang sighed slightly, and then picked up the wine jug on the table in front of him.

"You've been working hard these days..."

As he spoke, he poured a glass of wine for Meng Hai beside him.

"Ahh

"This..."

Seeing this, Meng Hai wanted to get up and say thanks, but Wang Xiang raised his hand to stop him.

"No problem."

Wang Xiang said softly.

"Actually, in my heart, I already regard you as a friend."

"Now..."

"Our Youzi Alliance has just been established, and we haven't yet established ourselves, and we still need you to work on many matters..."

When Meng Hai heard this, he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and hurriedly said.

"Where is the young master..."

"These..."

"This is what you should do as a subordinate, so why work hard."

"At the beginning..."

"When Meng Hai was dying, if he hadn't been saved by the young master, I'm afraid he would have been dead now."

"Besides."

"Even if Meng Hai is still alive, if there is no young master to give him resources to help, how can he step into this realm of golden pills......"

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang nodded lightly, very relieved in his heart.

"That's right..."

"Now, has the position of the Lord of the Martial Palace ever been decided?"

Martial Palace.

It is an institutional department established within the Tourist Capital Alliance, which is located in the headquarters.

The temple lives up to its name.

It is mainly responsible for all matters of force inside and outside the alliance.

Besides.

In the headquarters of the Youzi Alliance, there are also other departments, such as the Heavenly Fire Palace, the Array Weapon Hall and so on.

The so-called Heavenly Fire Hall is a department within the alliance that is responsible for all matters related to alchemy.

The Array Hall is responsible for practicing weapons and formations......

"Young Master!"

Meng Hai arched his hand.

"Now."

"In the Martial Palace, there are more than 300 monks, and just today, the strongest of them has been decided."

"This person's name is Fu Biao, and his cultivation is the realm of the late stage of Jindan."

"According to the rules set by the young master before, he will serve as the hall master of this martial hall."

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang heard this and nodded slightly.

Now.

The positions and salaries of many monks in the Traveling Capital Alliance are generally arranged.

The tens of thousands of ordinary Qi Cultivation Realm guys who were recruited at the beginning have all been distributed to the various large and small shops under the name of the Youzi Alliance.

And the rest of the thousands, monks above the foundation realm, including some alchemists, refiners, and so on.

Among them, alchemists, refiners, or other talented people are all arranged into the corresponding institutions and departments according to their strengths.

As for those, ordinary Foundation Building Realm cultivators, or Jindan Realm powerhouses......

Thereinto.

The monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building either went to work as shopkeepers in a small shop, or went to a medium-sized shop as elders...

Whereas.

In the later stage of the foundation building realm, monks and above are qualified to enter the martial hall to serve.

Of course.

You can also apply freely to work as a shopkeeper in a medium-sized shop or as an elder in a large shop.

If you have cultivated to the realm of Jindan, you can apply to be the owner of a large shop.

Generally.

went to work in the shop, and his income was much higher than that of the martial palace.

But.

Due to the fact that on weekdays, the general shop affairs are more complicated.

And in the martial palace, he is extremely leisurely.

Therefore.

More than ninety percent of the monks chose to stay in the Martial Palace......

……

The breeze is cool and the moonlight is bright.

Inside the gazebo.

Wang Xiang sat down in stride, looked up at the night sky, and then picked up a glass of wine and took a sip slightly.

"Now."

"I'm in the Capital Alliance, and it's just beginning to take shape..."

Wang Xiang sighed lightly.

Meng Hai, who was beside him, also sighed when he heard it.

"Come on."

"With the current scale of our Youzi Alliance, compared to some big families, it is also a lot higher......"

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang nodded slightly, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, and then put down the wine glass in his hand and said softly.

"In a few days..."

"You go to the City Lord's Mansion for me and do one thing!"