Meanwhile, at the Jiang family's side.
Mother Jiang and Eldest Brother Jiang were stunned on the spot when they saw a ball of colorful light suddenly emerge from Jiang Youfu's body and turn into a glowing book.
After a long while, Mother Jiang finally found her voice. Pointing at the book in Jiang Youfu's hand, she stammered,
"Fuzi, is... is this book your immortal magic?"
Jiang Youfu hurriedly explained it to her and his eldest brother.
He told them that this was a new mental cultivation method he had just acquired, and it was not a bad thing.
Only then did Mother Jiang and Eldest Brother Jiang let go of their fear and heave a sigh of relief.
They didn't know what a mental cultivation method was, so they didn't know exactly what it meant. Anyway, as long as they knew it wasn't a bad thing, it was fine.
The three of them stayed by Grandma Jiang's side. Before long, the other family members also returned.
After the Jiang family had gathered, it only took a moment for Grandma Jiang on the bed to slowly wake up.
Seeing this, Jiang Youfu was completely relieved.
Looking at the "Origin Heart Sutra: Immortal Food Chapter" in his hand, he thought for a moment and decided not to return to the sect to tell Brother Xiao right away.
Instead, he decided to stay by his grandmother's side for the rest of the day.
He planned to tell him tomorrow.
On a summer afternoon.
Cicadas were chirping non-stop.
Some young children in the village were completely unafraid of the scorching sun. With their little faces flushed and their backs drenched in sweat, they ran around catching cicadas.
In the past, Lin Xiao and his friends were also members of the village's cicada-catching squad.
Now, they all had their own cultivation careers.
Except for the playful children, even the usually hardworking farmers avoided the harsh sun, hiding under the shade of trees or in their homes to cool off.
They just waited for the hottest part of the day to pass before getting up to work.
Under the sun that seemed to want to melt the earth, Magistrate Wen's carriage wobbled into Xiushui Village.
Behind the carriage followed a few runners riding short-legged horses.
Some villagers, who were fanning themselves and boasting under the shade not far from the village entrance, saw this and pointed it out to the people around them.
Although the villagers didn't know who was sitting in the carriage, it didn't prevent them from recognizing the uniforms on the runners.
Immediately after, someone among the cooling crowd shouted toward the nearby grass, calling out a few red-faced village kids who were catching grasshoppers and cicadas.
They told the kids to hurry and notify the village chief that officials had entered the village.
Hearing this, the kids raised their dirty little hands, wiped the sweat on their faces, and then sprinted toward the village chief's house.
At the same time, Lin Xiao, Qin Jianghe, and Liu Yunan were in the sect hall on the North Mountain, discussing some of the sect's upcoming plans.
Qin Jianghe said that one of his purposes for coming back this time was to discuss with them building another place to handle sect affairs.
He believed that as the number of people in their sect gradually increased, it was no longer appropriate to always rely on one-on-one notifications and the distribution of various items.
He had previously noticed this problem during his correspondence with Baldy.
Therefore, he suggested establishing an Affairs Hall, and then assigning dedicated personnel there to handle the distribution of stipends and rewards for the sect members and disciples.
This would save a lot of trivial time and free up Baldy to oversee and coordinate the major and minor affairs within the sect.
Hearing this, Lin Xiao felt it made a lot of sense and immediately nodded in agreement with his proposal.
The next moment, he went out to the edge of the grass hut corner, a necessary passage of the sect, and synthesized a modestly sized Affairs Hall right there.
Of course, so it wouldn't look like a dirt brick house, he generously threw five spirit stones into it.
The building synthesizer was very considerate and even included a plaque with the three large words "Affairs Hall" already written on it.
As for the position of the manager of the Affairs Hall, Lin Xiao planned to leave it entirely to Baldy to appoint.
As someone who was about to go into seclusion, acting as a hands-off boss would be conducive to their subsequent management work.
Otherwise, if there were any changes needed later, it would be awkward for Baldy, Jianghe, and the others, not knowing whether to act or not.
Lin Xiao remembered that the newcomers to the sect had not yet been issued sect uniforms.
Thinking that he would go into seclusion later and the sect would likely recruit more newcomers, he went to the field to collect some spirit silkworm silk, planning to make more sect uniforms to store in the warehouse for backup.
Several months had passed, and the initial batch of spirit silkworms had been harvested several times.
Now, a certain amount of spirit silkworm silk had accumulated.
Spirit silkworms might indeed be a bit different from ordinary silkworms.
Lin Xiao wasn't entirely sure, but he felt that ordinary silkworms definitely wouldn't have such a short growth cycle.
Finally, he used this spirit silkworm silk to synthesize a total of one hundred sect uniforms.
He took out a few sets of these uniforms and handed them to Baldy, asking him to find time to give them to Liu Chun, Mo Yuanjiao, and the other newcomers, and then gave ten sets to Qin Jianghe.
He told him to take them back when he returned to Songming County and distribute them to the disciples he had recruited into the sect.
Next, the few of them discussed the issue of stipends.
Now that the sect was on the right track, they naturally couldn't distribute silver money anymore.
Paying stipends to cultivators naturally meant distributing spirit stones.
The three of them discussed for a long time and finally drafted a plan: sect members without official positions would receive five spirit stones per month.
Hall managers would receive an additional thirty spirit stones on top of the base five spirit stones per month.
As for those tending the sect's farmland, based on the field division, a stipend of five spirit stones would be issued for every acre of spirit field they took care of.
As for Senior Liao, Lin Xiao had previously mentioned this matter to him.
Senior Liao originally intended to not take a single spirit stone.
But Lin Xiao insisted.
Finally, he had to say that it would be fine if he received the same as Baldy.
Liu Yunan and Qin Jianghe also insisted on receiving only the same stipend as the hall managers.
Thus, everyone's stipends were temporarily settled like this.
Because they were still in the initial stages.
So this stipend was set relatively low.
However, these were all temporary. With the development of the sect, if these arrangements gradually felt inappropriate in the future, they would naturally be changed.
Lin Xiao took Qin Jianghe and Liu Yunan to see the spirit stone mine under the back mountain.
He then handed over the task of arranging people to mine to them.
He himself became a hands-off boss.
Therefore, the scene inside the sect hall gradually changed from a three-person discussion to a heated debate between two people, after Lin Xiao intentionally withdrew little by little.
Lin Xiao sat in the middle, watching the two of them talk back and forth about this and that, feeling very happy.
By the time the two realized Lin Xiao had dropped out of the conversation, the matters to be discussed had basically been covered and could be directly finalized.
At this moment, someone knocked on the main door outside the sect hall.
"Brother Xiao, quickly go down the mountain and take a look. Official runners have arrived below, and it seems the magistrate has come too!"
The person speaking was none other than Yang Jinshu.
Now, their family of three all lived in the sect.

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."