I'll keep things as they are and put off the Purple Turban Army as much as possible.
With that thought, Liu Yu closed the account book, rose, and headed out of the room.
Creak.
The door opened and closed. He descended the stairs and soon reached the first floor of Jade Pill Hall without pausing once.
"Senior Ancient City."
"Boss."
Along the way, shop assistants and customers alike bowed and greeted him.
They were filled with awe toward this "legendary figure," whose cultivation was formidable and whose mastery of pill refining transcended the ordinary.
The shop assistants, in particular, also had traces of gratitude in their eyes.
Jade Pill Hall treated its staff well. It was precisely because "Senior Ancient City" had founded it that they could enjoy stable work and income.
They no longer had to live like other rogue cultivators, never knowing if they would survive until tomorrow, nor risk their lives carrying out assignments.
So, at least for now, most of the shop assistants felt a measure of gratitude toward the legendary Liu Yu.
They thanked Senior Ancient City for giving them steady work.
"Mm."
Liu Yu remained composed, occasionally giving a slight nod to a familiar shop assistant, and soon left Jade Pill Hall.
Once he stepped out of the building onto the street, waves of clamor washed over him.
Hawking, arguments, idle chatter, boasting...
Rogue cultivators of every description made all manner of noise. The bustle of everyday life filled the air, making it feel like a marketplace in the mortal world.
Red Cloud Mountain was a fourth-tier spirit mountain. To rogue cultivators, its spiritual energy was abundant beyond compare even away from the spiritual energy nodes.
The cultivators who could live on this spirit mountain were among the more outstanding of the countless rogue