He Beiyi wasn't offended in the least. In a low voice, he said, "The key problem is that you know about this flaw, and I know about it, but very few people want to solve it. At least the old lord is one of them. But a wish is only a wish. We immortals still have to keep our feet on the ground and face reality. You have the heart to make a fresh start and pull yourself together, but first you need to secure your position."
"If you can't even hold on to your position, then everything else is just empty talk. All right, a gentleman knows how to bide his time. Give me five hundred Profound Yellow Essences, and I'll help you secure the Middle Traveler post. Don't underestimate this position. It's not only a step up in rank; your authority will expand too. You won't be responsible for specific affairs anymore—you'll begin overseeing an entire region. Before, the slightest stir below would have you running back and forth as the Traveler in charge. Now, you can get involved if you wish, or stand by and watch if you don't. All you need to do is offer the occasional bit of advice."
Xu Yi tossed a Sumeru Ring to He Beiyi. "Fine, fine. Five hundred it is. I'll take the loss and let it go."
He Beiyi laughed helplessly. "You say you'll take the loss and let it go, but do you know that if someone else were after this post, no one would lift a finger for less than two or three thousand? I'm risking my reputation and relying on the old lord's lingering influence to help you. Otherwise, what could your five hundred Profound Yellow Essences possibly do? Besides, do you think vacancies come along whenever