The most secure job in Dajin

Chapter 473, Exorbitant Demands

"Lord, we have all decided that we are willing to stay and guard the Ghost Fire Well."

They know their own bodies best. The bodies of all the Vermilion Bird Army soldiers were severely damaged by ghostly energy and fire. Even if they could be healed, it would probably take a long time to recover, and they might even suffer hidden injuries.

Therefore, it would be better to stay at the Ghost Fire Well and cultivate the 'Crimson Nether Flame Hell' divine power.

After listening, Hua Changxi nodded: "Your choice is wise."

Not everyone is like Song Weimin, whose dantian was not eroded by ghostly energy and fire, and whose cultivation foundation was not destroyed.

She can clear the ghostly energy and ghostly fire from the Vermilion Bird Army's body, but she cannot guarantee a complete cure for the damage to the physical body, dantian, and spiritual root caused by the erosion of ghostly energy and ghostly fire.

After Fang Zhuyue gathered all the Vermilion Bird Army together, Hua Changxi stood in front of them, her right hand forming a sword-finger gesture, gently pressing against her brow.

In an instant, a soft yet pure white light spread from the fingertips, the light flowing endlessly, as if it were alive.

In the next instant, the white light transformed into hundreds of white specks of light, like fireflies, which quickly and accurately entered the foreheads of every Vermilion Bird Army soldier.

The moment the light entered their bodies, the soldiers felt a sudden jolt in their minds. Without words or scriptures, the cultivation method of the 'Crimson Nether Flame Hell' divine power appeared clearly as if branded. The trajectory of every wisp of spiritual energy and the changing form of every flame were vividly displayed in their minds.

"The supernatural powers have been taught to you. How far you can cultivate them and how much combat power you can unleash is up to you to figure out for yourselves."

"Thank you, Lord of the Palace, for bestowing upon me your supernatural powers."

"This is not a gift, it is what you deserve. You have done a good job in protecting the Ghost Fire Well. I have already sent a message to the steward of the Hall of Merit. After you recover from your injuries, return to the Hall of Merit in Lingguang Palace to report. After that, the steward will give you the corresponding merit points based on your specific performance."

Hua Changxi paused, looked at the Vermilion Bird Army present, and suddenly said, "Can you do me a favor?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhuyue quickly replied, "Your Highness is too kind to us. Please feel free to give any instructions."

Hua Changxi didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "I don't want to reveal my identity, and I hope you can keep it a secret for me."

Upon hearing this, the Vermilion Bird Army immediately replied in unison, "Don't worry, Lord, we will not reveal a single word."

Hua Changxi smiled, her face full of trust: "Of course I trust you."

Watching this scene, Gongshu Xingyan exclaimed in admiration, "Their skill in treating others differently is truly masterful." After a pause, he added, "They're quite adept at manipulating people's hearts."

Song Weimin was quite satisfied with Hua Changxi's approach. Since he had already chosen to work for Hua Changxi, he naturally hoped that Hua Changxi would be as shrewd as possible.

Since the Vermilion Bird Army wanted to cultivate the 'Crimson Nether Flame Prison' divine power, there was no need to clear away the ghostly energy and ghostly fire for them. Next, Hua Changxi had Song Weimin lead the group of rogue cultivators out of the Nine-Story Prison Tower and gather them in the rift valley outside the tower.

"Everyone, sit down right here, and I will clear the ghostly energy and ghostly fire from your bodies."

After Hua Changxi used the Nanming Li Fire to clear the ghostly energy and ghostly fire from the bodies of these rogue cultivators, when she returned to the mouth of the Ghost Fire Well, she discovered that the well had stopped absorbing the blood and qi power from the Zhurong Stone.

This startled her.

Hua Changxi stepped forward and carefully examined Jing Sheng's condition, but she couldn't understand why this was happening.

At this moment, Gongshu Xingyan spoke up: "As I said, you're wasting your time; his injuries are too severe."

Hua Changxi interrupted him directly, frowning as she looked at Jing Sheng: "It's not because of the injury."

Gongshu Xingyan: "Of course it's because of his injuries. His physical body has suffered too much damage. Even if you pile all the rare and precious treasures in front of him now, he is too weak to absorb them."

Upon hearing this, Hua Changxi immediately turned to look at him: "Too weak to receive nourishment?" After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized, "That's it. Jing Sheng's physical foundation is too weak. The shackles in his body have never been broken, which is why he cannot absorb and digest too much qi and blood."

Gongshu Xingyan: "That's exactly right. He's like a wooden bucket, but one with a hole. Even if you bring seawater to him, he can only hold a little bit of water."

"Tell me, aren't you doing something pointless?" Hua Changxi didn't speak, looking at Jing Sheng, seemingly lost in thought.

Gongshu Xingyan coughed twice, trying to get Hua Changxi's attention, but seeing that she had no intention of turning to look at him, he could only continue speaking to himself:

"Well, since you've heard of the Gongshu family's reputation, you must know a little about their weapon-forging skills."

"I can forge weapons for the Vermilion Bird Army."

At this point, seeing that Hua Changxi still didn't look at him, Gongshu Xingyan could only continue, "Do you know the Xuanyuan Army? About a hundred years ago, five generals of the Xuanyuan Army invited me to join the Xuanyuan Army, but I refused outright."

Seeing that Hua Changxi still hadn't reacted, Gongshu Xingyan, who had been full of confidence, became somewhat dejected: "The Demon Suppression Army also invited me to forge weapons for them, as well as the five great guardian families."

Hua Changxi finally looked over: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Gongshu Xingyan sat up straight: "I'm forging weapons for the Vermilion Bird Army, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Hua Changxi looked at him and said, "Of course, as long as you work for the Vermilion Bird Army, you will receive a monthly allowance."

Seeing that Hua Changxi had dismissed him with a small monthly allowance, Gongshu Xingyan's face immediately fell, and he didn't mince words: "This old man doesn't ask for much." As he spoke, he pointed to Jing Sheng.

"Anyway, he's beyond saving. Give me the Ghost Fire Token, and I'll take over his position and guard the Ghost Fire Well."

Hua Changxi burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Gongshu Xingyan frowned upon seeing her reaction: "What do you mean by this?"

Hua Changxi's smile vanished, and she looked at him expressionlessly: "Guard the Ghost Fire Well? You're not qualified. Do you really think I'll take just anyone?"

Gongshu Xingyan was stunned. Hua Changxi's tone was full of undisguised disdain, which seriously hurt him: "Why am I not qualified?"

Hua Changxi ignored him and turned her gaze to Jing Sheng again. After staring at him for a while, as if she had made a decision, she quickly turned and left.

Seeing that she had left, Gongshu Xingyan, who had nowhere to vent his anger, immediately started shouting loudly.

"You're back?"

"Explain yourself to me clearly. How am I not qualified?"

"I am a master craftsman. Not to mention sixth- or seventh-order magic weapons, I can even try to forge Dao weapons."

"Do you know how many forces want me to work for them?"

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Gongshu Xingyan was truly enraged. Looking at Jing Sheng, he recalled Hua Changxi's expression when she left: "What, you think you can upgrade a small, broken bucket and turn it into a big pool?"

After Hua Changxi left the Ghost Fire Well, he immediately took out his One Thought Communicator and sent messages to Hua Liulang, Tong Yao, Jing Liao, and Yan Zhenzhen.

"We urgently need first-grade and second-grade Xuanhuang fruits. I am willing to trade other grades with you."

All four replied promptly and in unison.

Hua Liulang: "Ninth Sister, my Xuanhuang Fruit has been used by my family."

Tong Yao, Jing Liao, and Yan Zhenzhen: "It's been handed over to the Holy Land."

After reading it, Hua Changxi remained silent for a moment, then mounted his somersault cloud and flew towards the Xuanyuan Mansion. (End of this chapter)