Chen Fengxiao shook his head after hearing this. "Little brother, you are right. I remember that when I was young and out in the world, jade was extremely precious, not yielding even to gold. But you have only seen one side and not the other. Everything is valued for its rarity. In the Incense-Passing Cult, jade is too plentiful to count, as common as ordinary stones. Who would care about it? Even if it is regarded as a treasure outside, in our eyes it is nothing but rubble."
"Too plentiful to count?" Zhang Xiaohua froze. "How does our Incense-Passing Cult have so much jade?"
"This..." Chen Fengxiao pondered for a moment, then lowered his voice. "Our Incense-Passing Cult has a Shu Yu Hall specifically devoted to mining jade from Mount Jiuhua. They say that although not much has been excavated over these past several thousand years, there is still more jade than they can ever use. Tell me, in our eyes, can jade compare to gold leaves?"
"Oh, so that was it." Zhang Xiaohua came to a sudden realization. Mount Jiuhua must have a jade mine beneath it, allowing it to provide an endless supply of jade for the Incense-Passing Cult. No matter how precious something was, once there was too much of it, it became worthless and could only be used to make bottles.
"Oh, right, Great Leader Chen, last night Venerable Feng..."
Zhang Xiaohua told Chen Fengxiao about Venerable Feng's visit the previous night.
Chen Fengxiao nodded. "Mm, Bai Huan already reported this to me last night."
"Huh? It was already the dead of night, and he..."
Chen Fengxiao chuckled. "He heard that I had taken it away and was afraid that bringing Venerable Feng over himself had violated my taboo, so he hurried to ask for instructions.