Chapter 36
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Chapter 36: One Last Try
Ling Qi had been right. Starting the day after the Wu Family’s arrival, countless prominent families streamed into Cheng Tian Pavilion to pay homage to the celestial maiden. The square before the main hall overflowed with ornate Spirit Ships, each clan flaunting wealth through increasingly extravagant displays.
During her walk, You You glanced at the glittering scene and nearly winced at the blinding opulence. Yet none compared to the Long Family’s grand entrance. A resonant dragon roar silenced the crowd as flood dragons soared from the horizon, pulling a lavish palace toward the pavilion. The sky bloomed with auspicious clouds, and a gentle glow bathed the ground, humbling all other families.
The spectacle screamed one word: extravagance!
Even You You felt tempted to compete with the Wu Family. After all, who wouldn’t want a generous patron?
Days of meetings followed. You You sifted through stacks of petitions, cross-referencing them with Ling Qi’s meticulous notes. Every family exaggerated their strengths, desperate to whisk her away to "plant spiritual roots" and build a sect. It felt like a chaotic job fair.
“Noble Lady, our Wang Family will elevate your sect!” one family head droned, praising his clan’s every virtue—even his son’s “exceptional qualifications.” After an hour of self-promotion, he finally paused. “Your thoughts, Noble Lady?”
“Oh.” You You blinked. “What’s your salary expectation?”
“…Salary?”
“Wait—I mean, thanks! We’ll… notify you later.”
The man left, and You You slumped. Fundraising was exhausting. “Let them submit written proposals first,” she told Ling Qi. “No more endless bragging.”
“Understood.”
The key families—three standouts plus the Yuan Family with their Nascent Soul elder—had already met her. The rest were irrelevant.
She then noticed Lin Feng’s absence. “Where’s Lin Feng?”
“Busy with visitors, perhaps,” Ling Qi said.
Before she could investigate, a messenger announced, “Long Xi of the Long Family requests an audience.”
Long Xi? The biggest potential backer? The Wu Family’s rival?
“The Longs aren’t an immortal sect,” Ling Qi noted. “Paying respects is customary.”
“Let’s hear him out.”
A young man entered, draped in white robes that shimmered with spiritual energy. His poise radiated calm authority, his features sharp yet serene.
“Long Xi of the Western Region greets the celestial maiden.” He bowed, his voice smooth. “Forgive my abrupt visit.”
“Not at all. Sit.”
After polite formalities, he cut to the chase. “The Long Family seeks to join an immortal sect. Isolation no longer serves us.”
You You leaned forward. “Then I’ll be blunt. I’m not the top choice, but here’s my offer:
1. Autonomy: You’ll be the largest stakeholder—second only to me.
2. Expertise: Your input on disciple selection will guide us.
3. Spiritual Roots: My techniques are proven.
4. Strength: I’m stronger than the Wu heir.
5. Unity: No ‘us vs. them.’ We protect the sect together.
With your support, we’ll refine our methods, expand rapidly, and boost the sect’s… prosperity.”
Long Xi: “…”
Ling Qi: “…”
(￣△￣；)
Since when did celestial maidens speak in business jargon?
