Senior Brother Only Recognizes Money

Jiangnan, White Deer Mountain.

This place overlooked rivers and seas, blessed by the spirits of heaven and earth. By location, it counted as the middle region among the immortal sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and grand gatherings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands had always been held here.

On this day, the clear skies stretched ten thousand miles, exceptionally pristine. Within the vast gray-stone courtyard atop the mountain, eighteen banners representing the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands fluttered in the wind. Only the one that had once represented Glutton City had been removed. The purpose of this gathering was to select a replacement.

Hu Yandong, representing Mangshan City, sat upright in a corner to one side, smiling calmly and at ease. Half the people behind him were old loyalists from the former Glutton City, some of whom he had gathered back. The other half possessed an air entirely out of place here, their gazes sharp and hostile—the fierce Mangshan disciples.

Those who saw Hu Yandong were somewhat surprised even as they greeted him. They had heard that this former Lord of Glutton City was now managing Mangshan City, but seeing him personally running about for it still struck them as rather strange.

Who knew what sort of captive mechanism the Mangshan disciples possessed? After conquering Glutton City, they had even taken down its city lord. One could only say that, as a pure businessman, Hu Yandong's way of thinking was far too advanced compared to these old-school cultivators.

Most of those entering were old acquaintances from the various immortal sects. Hu Yandong greeted them one by one with practiced composure. At last, when the Heavenly Gang Sect's party entered, two unfamiliar faces appeared.

Leading the Heavenly Gang Sect was a man and woman walking hand in