Two hours later, Lu Wanyuan watched Chi Changhe and the other man leave in high spirits, then fell into deep thought.
From their conversation, he learned that they were all hired spirit farmers for a Huang Cultivation Family—in other words, farmers who cultivated spiritual plants.
The Huang Family was located east of the market, a hundred miles away, in a place called Huang Family Village. It was an established Cultivation Family with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator at its helm.
The spirit fields under its name were all managed by these spirit farmers. They only had to pay the Huang Family a set amount in taxes; the rest was theirs to keep.
He was so frustrated he could die. He had given those Spirit Stones away for nothing.
Although they had promised to help him drum up business, they had also made it clear that their status was lowly.
But the distance was great, transportation was inconvenient, and the risks were simply too high. It seemed this investment had failed.
At least, that was what he thought. His main concern was that he wasn't strong enough yet to travel somewhere so far away.
After what had happened on this trip, he knew that the Cultivation World was truly not peaceful. It was rife with danger!
In light of that, he secretly decided that unless he advanced to Late Qi Refining, he certainly wouldn't dare travel somewhere so far away.
Once he had thought it through, he stopped dwelling on it.
He would just consider the investment a failure and stop hoping for anything from it.
Then he returned to the room, where Baili Qiuyue and Lu Wanshan were waiting for him.
"How did it go, husband (Eldest Brother)?"
"We'll just compensate them. That'll save us trouble. The main issue is that