Golden Water Ravine.
This time, Du Yuxi went forward to welcome Cheng Xinzhan inside as soon as he spotted him in the distance. He was positively delighted. Last time, he had merely escorted this Daoist to Supervisor Xiao, and his stipend had immediately risen by ten percent.
Cheng Xinzhan entered Seeing the Deer Studio once more.
"Didn't you say you would collect it a month later?"
Shi Yiniang asked. Two months had already passed, and she still had business overseas to attend to. If Cheng Xinzhan had not come soon, she could only have left the goods here and departed first.
"Something happened to come up and delayed me,"
Cheng Xinzhan said.
Shi Yiniang's lovely eyes shifted, and she asked,
"Was it the matter of the True Martial Temple's master forming his nascent embryo?"
Cheng Xinzhan nodded. After a moment's consideration, he said,
"You must have heard as well that the Abbott intends to open his mountain to disciples. But at present, there is only True Martial Temple on Eight-Faced Mountain, and that is the Abbott's residence. The disciples admitted in the future will need somewhere to live and somewhere to hear the Dao expounded.
"There are few people on Eight-Faced Mountain right now. If they have to do all the building themselves, it will likely take considerable time and effort. If your merchant association has materials and skilled craftsmen for this sort of work, you might take the initiative to ask and offer your assistance. Given the Abbott's forthright, unaffected nature, I think he would gladly agree."
Shi Yiniang's eyes lit up. This was the difference between merchants and the Daoist scions of immortal sects. This master of True Martial Temple had appeared out of nowhere. Without someone offering guidance, who could have worked out what sort of person