Zhou Xuan casually extinguished the Communication Talisman.
The four old monsters in the Council Hall all stared at him.
Zhou Xuan rose and brushed off the hem of his robe.
"Four Senior Experts, sorry for the trouble, but please go keep things outside under control for now."
"Since that brute Zhao Tu is willing to be the bird that sticks its head out first, let him stand outside in the cold wind a little longer."
"I'll go prepare our price list."
Emperor Jiang Wu nodded slightly.
"Go ahead. With the four of us outside, they won't turn the heavens upside down."
Zhou Xuan left the Council Hall and headed straight for his private Secret Chamber.
He pushed open the heavy stone door. The Secret Chamber was brightly lit.
Lin Qingzhu was almost buried beneath mountains of Jade Slips.
Holding a Cinnabar Brush, she swiftly marked a long roll of Beast-Hide Paper, her abacus beads clattering away.
Hearing him enter, Lin Qingzhu looked up, her eyes startlingly bright.
"You're finally back!"
Lin Qingzhu shoved aside the pile of Jade Slips before her, grabbed the roll of Beast-Hide Paper, and hurried over to Zhou Xuan.
"They've gone mad out there!"
"There are representatives from at least thirty different factions crowded outside the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein's mountain gates."
"Those sect masters and elders who usually hold their noses in the clouds are now meek as grandchildren, lining up to submit their visiting cards."
"The gifts have already filled the reception hall's storehouse. They're all top-grade spirit stones, ten-thousand-year-old spirit medicines, and all kinds of rare artifact-refining materials."
Lin Qingzhu slapped the Beast-Hide Paper onto the table.
"That Old Hag from the Heavenly Water Immortal Vein is usually stingy enough to die for it, but this time she brought three whole cartloads of Top-grade