Chen Xun interjected blandly, "Ji Yan, now that things have come to this, what about the eighty-twenty split? This time, you have no excuse to swindle this Dao Ancestor. You're already spending so lavishly now."
Chen Xun took a deep breath. What he meant was that he wanted to live such a life too. There were simply too many good things—he could not buy them all.
Yet Ji Yan pondered before saying, "World-Crosser, the time has not yet come. Once the Garbage Recycling Plant is fully established, we will no longer need to worry about resources, but that will take time. Am I not already preparing for it?"
"...How long?" Chen Xun's voice grew much heavier. Naturally, he had already seen through it. "You know Old Bull's appearance fee for setting up formations is also rather expensive. After all, it bears the status of a Formation Venerable."
"Moo~" Black Bull could not help lifting its head a little higher, showing that its status came with a premium. Naturally, its fees for personally setting up formations had to be higher.
It could not help entertaining the thought of going to other sects or great aristocratic families to take formation-setting jobs... This kind of technical work brought immense profits at no cost!
"Old Bull, don't overthink it." Chen Xun patted its bull head and instantly saw through its thoughts. "We should not expose our methods too much. Better to keep them hidden, lest others study them thoroughly."
Black Bull hurriedly nodded and stopped dwelling on it.
Ji Yan's voice came at that moment. "World-Crosser, I have never cared about Spirit Stones or resources. Once I have them, I will naturally give them all to you. But this matter cannot be rushed."
Damn it...
Chen Xun cursed inwardly. If circumstances permitted now, he