Uncle Yida

Some were herding ducks,

Some were carrying large cabbages,

Some were shouldering ladles,

The ox riders still rode the same oxen, unchanged.

Some even held clay pagodas in their hands, pretending to be profound.

This group of gaudy demons and monsters was simply unbearable to look at.

"You all have greatly disappointed me!"

"Can't you think on a grander scale?"

Yi Feng sighed deeply.

His voice rang out, filled with anguish.

Upon hearing this,

The disciples who had been hoping for Yi Feng's praise immediately prostrated themselves, feeling dejected.

Could it be...

That they still couldn't gain their master's approval?

Was their vision still not grand enough?

So what kind of vision did their master require?

"Please enlighten us, Master,"

A chubby man wearing a large ring knelt on the ground and asked tremblingly.

"You, who are you again?"

Yi Feng glanced at this fellow.

"Master, I am the fiftieth disciple, named Qian Duoduo," the chubby man respectfully replied.

"Oh," Yi Feng raised his head, seeming to have a vague recollection, and said, "I remember hearing someone say that one of you runs a money house."

"That should be you, right?"

Yi Feng asked.

"That's correct, it is me," the chubby man respectfully said, "I would like to ask Master, what should I do to not disappoint you?"

"What do you think?"

Yi Feng gave him a look and said, "Although running a money house is not bad among you disciples, what's the point of just running a simple money house?"

"What I want is monopoly."

"Do you understand monopoly?"

"At the very least, you should monopolize the area where you are, understand?"

Yi Feng lectured loudly.

It wasn't that he wanted to criticize him.

Because in the Immortal River Continent, opening a money house wasn't really a big deal. Just take Pingjiang City for example, there were plenty of money houses where one could withdraw money. With some connections and a bit of startup capital, one could easily join and open a branch.

But monopoly was different.

Take Pingjiang City again, the one who monopolized the money houses was the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce.

See?

The vision is completely different.

"Hiss!"

Qian Duoduo drew in a sharp breath.

So that's it, that's it.

So Master wants me to monopolize the money houses of the Immortal Realm.

How foolish.

How foolish of me to be complacent just because I became one of the top ten money houses in the Immortal Realm.

Looking at it this way,

It's far from enough!

"Thank you, Master. I now understand. I will strive towards the goal you've set for me,"

Qian Duoduo said respectfully.

"Very good."

"You are teachable!"

Yi Feng praised.

This praise attracted envious glances from all his fellow disciples towards Qian Duoduo.

Master...

Actually praised Qian Duoduo.

"Then what does it mean that I'm a governor of one of the Upper Three Continents? According to the goal Master set for Brother Qian, for me... I should aim to rule the entire Immortal Realm!" Su Yunyun thought to herself.

"Alas, I was so proud of breeding a group of divine phoenixes and specifically brought them back, hoping Master would praise me. I'm truly ashamed. If I'm to breed, I should breed the ultimate divine beast of the Immortal Realm!" Jia Jiaqin silently made up his mind.

"I thought it was impressive that I could make all the governors of the Middle Three Continents catch bare blades with their hands, but in Master's eyes, it's just child's play. It seems my future goal should be to make everyone in the Immortal Realm catch bare blades with their hands with just one sword strike." Li Jin tightened his grip on his long sword.

"Then my goal should be to blow up the entire Immortal Realm along with myself when I self-destruct in the future!" Hong Fengkuang's eyes flashed with madness.

At that moment,

Everyone had their own realizations.

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