"I have no objections."
Madam Yu nodded with poised grace.
"Good. We can't waste any time."
Wang Wu immediately gave Snake Nineteen 182,500 strands of Mortal Qi and instructed it on how to advance. Under the Hidden Origin Society's rules, handing in Mortal Qi earned one the corresponding deacon rank.
12,500 strands were exactly enough to advance from Subordinate Ninth Rank to Fifth Rank.
Advancing to Fourth Rank required 20,000 strands.
Advancing to Third Rank required 50,000 strands.
Advancing to Second Rank required 100,000 strands.
Snake Nineteen advanced to Second Rank Deacon almost in one breath, which also meant it now had a "guest room" within the Hidden Origin Bell.
First come, first served. Those who came later could only stay as lodgers.
There were nine cave-dwelling slots in the Hidden Origin Bell in total: one for Wang Wu, one for the incoming manager, three for the storerooms, and now one taken by Snake Nineteen. That left only three slots.
"What should I do next?"
Snake Nineteen asked.
"Go out and work. Within three days, sweep clean every Hidden Origin task that has piled up, regardless of rank."
"Understood!"
Snake Nineteen nodded and teleported away at once. It now had sufficient authority and immediately understood just how important Mortal Qi was.
Without the slightest exaggeration, it was now a major figure in the Dragon Head City branch of the Hidden Origin Society.
This had been smashed into place with real gold and silver—using Wang Wu's own reserves to force it through. Yet Wang Wu had no choice. Without doing this, he could not possibly contend against that incoming manager.
He couldn't seriously just watch helplessly as someone else plucked the peaches from his own tree, could he?
Next, he checked how much Mortal Qi he had left. He had originally