After settling Steward Fang's matter, Xu Yi returned straight to Cold Sun Peak and immediately summoned Zhao Wuliang to tell him the news.
The two had been immersed in the joy of their sect leader's promotion to Third-rank Star Official. Now, faced with this sudden news, they did not know whether to be happy or sad.
"Don't look so glum. Though the Path Court is far away, there are teleportation arrays, so getting there and back is easy. My post at the Path Court is only temporary. When I get the chance, I'll seek a transfer back to Huaixi. After all, this is where my base is."
Xu Yi reassured them. "By the way, Old Fang, your appointment at the prefecture office is settled. The Civil Administration Department will send you the paperwork shortly."
Steward Fang was visibly moved, his beard trembling faintly as he choked out, "Sect Leader, your kindness has given me a new lease on life."
For him, getting into Huaixi Prefecture and securing an official post that would bring honor to his family had been the greatest ambition of his life.
"After I leave, Old Zhao will take charge of Cold Sun Peak's day-to-day affairs. If anything comes up that he's unsure about, he should consult Old Fang."
After giving his instructions, Xu Yi handed each of them several voice-transmission beads, then sent them on their way.
His divine sense had already picked up Yan Zi, hesitating by the door.
Sure enough, the moment the two men left, Yan Zi came in.
Yan Zi's cultivation had advanced, and her bearing had changed dramatically. Her already lovely face now seemed to glow, and her lively, graceful figure was set off by a green dress, like a lotus swaying over rippling water.
"Gongzi, I want to go with