The scenery inside Jiazhu Pavilion was delightful, and spiritual energy filled the air like an ocean.
Xu Yi pointed to the ring of emerald bamboo outside the pavilion. "These seven bamboo stalks are lush and vibrant, and brimming with spiritual energy. They're quite rare. Brother Su, how did you manage to cultivate them?"
Su Miaoyuan, seated across from him, smiled. "Cultivate them? Not at all. To be honest, Brother Xu, we planted these bamboo stalks over a Spirit Gathering Array. It operates without pause year-round, and I don't know how many spirit stones it consumed before they grew like this."
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The kind of person you were determined the kind of people you befriended.
When Xu Yi had first arrived in Huaixi Prefecture, the prefect of Huaixi had undoubtedly been a Heavenly Human.
Now, however, he could treat a prefect as an equal, and his presence even seemed to overpower the man's.
By this point, Su Miaoyuan had also learned Xu Yi's identity. The name "Xu Yi" in particular had sent shockwaves through him.
As the prefect of a whole prefecture, he naturally had extensive channels for gathering information.
Of course he had heard of the remarkable man who had recently emerged in Huaixi Prefecture.
In a matter of days, the man had gone from first seizing the position of sect master to becoming a Minor Wind Observer of the Imperial Straightening Hall.
Could such an achievement be summed up by the word "luck" alone?
Xu Yi was the sort of figure Su Miaoyuan could scarcely imagine. What was more, he had already attained a key position at the imperial center and had nothing to ask of him. Meanwhile, befriending Xu Yi would surely prove immensely useful in the future.
Once his thoughts fell into place, Su Miaoyuan grew warm