"What benefits does a guest elder get?" Feng Jun rolled his eyes at Steward Feng and answered irritably, "There's spiritual energy in the Blessing Courtyard. That's the only condition. No salary or benefits, and your movements are restricted. You generally can't leave the courtyard."
Steward Feng had actually considered that point. What he was pondering was, "What about spirit fields?"
"Of course there'll be spirit fields," Feng Jun replied helplessly. "But several cuttings from your family's Ask the Dao Tea have already been planted!"
Among the 120 cultivators currently in the Blessing Courtyard, six were disciples of Baizong Mountain, and four of them were growing Ask the Dao Tea.
Hearing that, Azure Firmament Master could not help speaking up. "Steward Feng, you're not short on that little bit of spiritual energy, are you?"
Steward Feng spread his hands. "I am. How could I not be? There are so many White Sect disciples. As the steward, how could I bring myself to compete with them for it?"
Yang Steward of Red City Grotto-Heaven clasped his hands toward Feng Jun. "Feng Mountain Lord, my sect has Elder Gray Ink. His Qi Nourishing cultivation is high... he's at the High Tier of Mortal Transcendence. He could help guard against petty criminals. I wonder whether you could make use of him?"
"Guard against petty criminals..." Feng Jun was speechless. He truly could not understand what petty criminal would dare set their sights on him.
Besides, the number of Qi Refining Stage cultivators under him was already approaching double digits—Zhang Family's sisters, Little Celestial Master, Good Scenery, Huahua, Lin Heihu, Chen Shengwang, Big White Goose, and Earth Spirit. That did not even include Gazi, the Innate Martial Cultivator.
He even had three at the Ninth Layer of Mortal Transcendence. Where did this High Tier of