Seven forty-five.
I tied my hair into a bun, giving myself a lively look. I hardly seemed like the mother of a little one.
I was heading to the Task Hall to take a mission. Maybe I'd get lucky and stumble upon a surprise.
In the back office of the Task Hall, an old man stood in midair. His appearance was otherworldly, but the pressure he exuded was no small thing. "Post a mission for me. That Ye Xiaoyao looks quite suitable. My Spirit Plant Garden needs someone who takes her work seriously."
Seeing the manager hesitate before him, he blew out his mustache, his expression stern and imposing. "What? You can't post it?"
The manager was under immense pressure. He bowed his head and said, "Elder Hui, please wait a moment."
Holding a Sound Transmission Talisman, the manager immediately went to a secluded spot to report to the shadow.
He had indeed prepared a mission, and it also involved planting Spirit Grass.
But he hadn't expected an elder to set his sights on Ye Xiaoyao.
[How many spirit stones?]
The manager broke into a cold sweat.
[He's offering fifteen spirit stones a month, with additional Spirit Medicine rewards at his discretion based on her performance. Isn't that a bit too much...]
The shadow pondered for a second or two.
[Let him post it as usual. Fifteen spirit stones is nothing more than a little above the normal income for someone at the Mid Qi Refining Stage.]
Remembering Heavenly Sword Venerable's instructions, the shadow gave the order calmly.
[Understood.]
It wasn't as though no other elders had taken an interest in Ye Xiaoyao before.
People who could focus on farming for more than a decade without complaint were already a rare breed in the Cultivation World.
Of course, there would