Mysterious Turtle Armor Formation

The mountain-protecting grand formation opened a gap, and the flying vessel sailed inside.

Ji An bid farewell to Liu Yu, rode the clouds to Sunrise Peak, and landed at the Treasure Pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Zhang Yi cupped her hands in salute. "Greetings, True Lord."

Ji An smiled and nodded, taking out all sorts of resources and piling them across the entire table, with quite a few placed on the floor as well.

"Everything on the procurement list has been exchanged for. Check it and put it into storage."

Thanks to his Nascent Soul cultivation, those shops had not inflated their prices. True Monarch Tianshui had shown them courtesy, and the transactions had proceeded normally, so quite a few of the spiritual items he had brought out remained.

Zhang Yi looked around, a radiant smile on her face:

"True Lord, your reputation really carries weight. If anyone else went out to procure supplies, the prices would be at least twenty percent higher.

Please have a seat first. Checking so many items will take quite some time."

"As the sect grows stronger and stronger, the Treasure Pavilion needs reform."

Ji An said that they either needed to increase their manpower or delegate part of the business elsewhere.

Even mid Foundation Establishment cultivators had to deal with the Treasure Pavilion, yet the sect now had several times more Foundation Establishment cultivators than it had in his day.

With only one person in the Treasure Pavilion, she would likely be run off her feet without a moment's rest.

Zhang Yi stopped her inventorying and said:

"I have reported this matter to the Sect Master before. The sect is currently undergoing changes, and the other halls are being adjusted as well.

Once everything is ready, the Treasure Pavilion will retain only the business