Su Miao asked leisurely.
"How much did we take in?"
Iron Abacus instinctively reported a number.
Su Miao swiftly calculated it in her head. The income was fairly decent.
After all, Farm Teachings now had countless assets under its command, with no fewer than several thousand Secret Realms, Grotto-Heavens, and mineral veins. The daily revenue alone was no small sum.
Of course, the expenses were not low either.
"And the extravagant expenses?"
Iron Abacus smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Almost none. It was all stuff we produced and sold ourselves.
"The spirit rice, Spirit Vegetables, Spirit Fruit, and Spirit Fowl were all raised within the sect.
"The materials for setting up the venue were left over from the last Holy Son Selection.
"We only put a little effort into preparing Jade Tablets and farewell gifts for the guests.
"But even those used tribute-grade jade materials previously offered by the various races. When all was said and done, not only did we not lose anything—we made this much net profit."
After hearing this, Su Miao nodded, secretly praising Iron Abacus as truly a master at saving money.
When the banquet reached its latter half, Su Miao rose and walked onto the high platform.
She raised a hand and drew a line through the air, and an enormous projection of a sea of stars appeared.
That starry sky stretched across half the skies above Jinao Island. Stars, galaxies, revolving ribbons of light, and profound darkness—all of it unfolded before everyone's eyes.
Every star carried a faint glow, like tiny fragments of dreams frozen in place.
Below the stage, the crowd gradually fell silent.
Those gnawing on Spirit Fruit, drinking and playing finger-guessing games, and dancing all stopped one after another, raising their heads to gaze at that dreamlike sea of