Listening to the conversation of the two people beside him,
Luo Changfeng offered no rebuttal.
He simply channeled the Qi-Blood Force within his body into that pitch-black ring,
releasing the imprisoned, unknown Spiritual Fire from within it.
Spiritual Fires are so named because they possess spirituality.
Each has its own will.
Once a Spiritual Fire is released, its first instinct is often to hastily flee.
Yet this obscure Spiritual Fire, which burned slowly in the void, entirely black,
showed no signs of wanting to escape upon release.
Instead, it quietly floated towards Luo Changfeng’s direction.
"This flame, indeed, is quite unique..."
"However, it’s merely a little bit special, that’s all."
"The intensity of the flame seems to be only slightly stronger than the Black Crow Flame."
After observing for a moment,
Fu Qiu, who was in front of Luo Changfeng, couldn’t help but give his assessment.
And there, sitting quietly beside Fu Qiu,
dressed in black with both hands tucked into his pockets, the current Great Elder of the Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect, Zhong Mudao,
nodded again at this time,
even echoing the sentiment.
Nevertheless, regarding what the two men in front of him said,
Luo Changfeng remained silent.
He simply silently connected with the nameless Spiritual Fire, drew it into his body,
and then he turned to Fu Qiu and Zhong Mudao in a low voice: "How goes the development of Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect these days?"
Hearing this, Fu Qiu suddenly became enthusiastic.
He spoke excitedly, "The development trend is extremely favorable, aside from Zijin Prefecture. In this period, even three other Prefecture Sub-sects have chosen to merge into our Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect. As for the other Sub-sects, even if they did not choose to merge with us,
we’ve absorbed at least the majority of their Alchemists."
Of course, Fu Qiu was referring to those Sub-sect Powers that chose to stand with Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect from the beginning.
What about those who chose the wrong side, supporting Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect?
By this time, they were pretty much non-existent.
After all, the Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect held in its hands the power of dispensing Spiritual Medicine to the other Prefecture Sub-sects.
No matter how much the others resisted,
they naturally couldn’t compete with the Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect.
Without the supply of Spiritual Medicine, no matter how strong your Sub-sect is, what good is it?
Luo Changfeng nodded.
These matters were within his expectations.
After all, Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect not only offered an alchemist’s salary at least twice that of other Sub-sects,
but they also had exclusive Liuying Stones as well as Talismans extremely favorably priced.
"What about Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect?"
After a moment of silence, Luo Changfeng inquired lowly in front of Fu Qiu.
After some contemplation,
Fu Qiu finally replied quietly: "Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect, they haven’t shown any resistance at all, and even... they have no means to prevent the loss of Alchemists."
As the conversation reached this point,
Zhong Mudao, beside Fu Qiu, suddenly added, "I heard that the current Sect Master of Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect, Nangong Ming, seems to no longer be within Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect..."
On hearing this, Luo Changfeng’s eyebrows furrowed as he asked quietly, "What do you mean?"
Zhong Mudao explained in a low voice, "It seems that Nangong Ming has given up on Changqing Prefecture and left the Da Feng Dynasty. As for whether it’s really so, I’m not entirely sure since I also heard it from somewhere else..."
In Luo Changfeng’s eyes, a deeper confusion surfaced, "Given up on Changqing Prefecture?"
This rumor was somewhat absurd.
Even if Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect was defeated,
it was still the sacred alchemy land of the bygone Da Feng Dynasty.
Their heritage still remained.
Even with Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect’s frequent suppression, life in Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect would at most be a bit more arduous.
It wouldn’t have fallen to the worst state.
But now, Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect had shown no resistance against the pressures exerted by Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect.
That deepened Luo Changfeng’s puzzlement.
After shaking his head, Luo Changfeng no longer concerned himself with Changqing Prefecture.
Regardless of what was happening with Changqing Prefecture Sub-sect,
the trend of growth for his Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect was exceedingly positive.
"Currently, what are the revenues and expenses within Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect?" Luo Changfeng asked quietly.
After pondering, Fu Qiu replied softly, "The expenses are roughly between fifty to a hundred thousand a month, while the revenue... swings around five hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones per month."
Luo Changfeng nodded quietly, "If that’s the case, things are quite satisfactory..."
Revenues several times greater than expenses.
Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect could make a net profit of around four hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones each month.
Moreover, this was under normal circumstances.
If Luo Changfeng were to produce more Talismans or other miscellaneous items for sale at Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect,
breaking a million Low-grade Spirit Stones in a month’s time,
would hardly be difficult to achieve.
After discussing a few more topics related to Luo Mountain Prefecture Sub-sect with Fu Qiu and Zhong Mudao,
the two then took their leave.