Zhen Yongfu was just curious about Lu Qingan's plan at first, until Lu Qingan asked him to lead the way to Jubaozhai, he suddenly understood a little bit.

Wangxu City, in front of Jubaozhai.

Lu Qing'an looked up at the magnificent building in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Jubaozhai stands tall like a divine peak that reaches the sky. Its height cannot be seen with the naked eye, and its area cannot be measured.

This is what a big city should look like.

Compared to Panlong City's Jubaozhai, this place was a world apart, one in heaven, the other in hell. This was just a branch in a large city; if it were the headquarters, how magnificent would it be?

"Brother An, are you going to earn immortal stones?" Zhen Yongfu probably guessed what Lu Qing'an was going to do. He thought that he must have used up all the immortal stones not long ago.

Listening to what my brother just said, it seems that he wants to broaden my horizons. Could it be that the amount of immortal stones he wants to earn is tens of millions?

Lu Qing'an smiled calmly, nodded, said no more, and signaled Zhen Yongfu to continue leading the way.

When he came here, he had already contacted He Jingming in advance. At first, he thought that He Jingming had gone to the Jubaozhai headquarters and probably didn't have much contact with this place.

Unexpectedly, after asking, I found out that the old guy said that I could arrange people to come here in advance and continue to cooperate with him in the future.

Therefore, before he came to Wangxu City, Jubaozhai in Wangxu City had already airdropped a person from the General Association to wait for his arrival.

At this moment, inside Jubaozhai, in the general manager's reception room.

A chubby middle-aged man was sitting opposite a lean middle-aged man and drinking tea.

The full name of this fat middle-aged man is He Qiu Jin, and he is the general manager who was parachuted into Jubaozhai in Wangxu City. At this moment, he looks gloomy and seems to have encountered something unhappy.

He has been in Wangxu City for half a year, but has not yet achieved any results that satisfy him.

"Brother Qi Jin, do you really want to settle down in Wangxu City? I don't mind. On the contrary, it would be convenient for me to chat and drink tea with you when I have time. But your future will be interrupted." The thin middle-aged man was an elder of the Xianjian Sect, named Tong Jing.

"My uncle wouldn't lie to me. Come on, stop talking. How about going out for a drink?" He Qiu Jin smiled bitterly. He could only wait slowly. Since he had already made the decision, he might as well go on.

Anyway, his future at the headquarters has been interrupted, so perhaps he can find a turning point here.

That is, how long will it take for the person his uncle mentioned to show up?

Moreover, is it really possible for this person to change his current situation?

During the years at the Jubaozhai headquarters, although his performance was average, he was able to promote cooperation worth 10 million fairy stones a month.

As they were talking, the door to the reception room was pushed open, and a young and beautiful maid walked in, saying with a smile, "Manager He! Someone is looking for you!"

He Qijin had a blank expression on his face, still looking unhappy. He asked, "Who's looking for me?"

After becoming the general manager here, he would occasionally receive some people from the Xianjian Sect and some independent cultivators, but the people here were far less generous than those from the headquarters.

In the past six months, he had only seen one person spend five million immortal stones in front of him.

That person was still an elder of the Xianjian Sect, but it seemed that he would no longer be an elder soon.

"The leader is Zhen Yongfu, a disciple of the Xianjian Sect." The maid knew this man. He was the most talked-about inner sect disciple of the Xianjian Sect among all the women in the sect in recent years.

I heard that there was a woman who had a long conversation with him all night and was able to make a breakthrough the next day!

It's really magical!

"Okay, let them in." He Qijin replied casually. He thought that no one usually came to see him, and since he was bored anyway, he might as well receive them.

"Why is this kid here?" Tong Jing asked.

"Do you know him?" He Qi Jin asked.

"Well, I've met him a few times. Zhen Yongfu is a pretty good guy. He treats people sincerely and has a wide range of social contacts." Tong Jing said.

Seeing that Tong Jing knew this Immortal Sword Sect disciple, He Qijin asked, "Come on, since we have nothing better to do, let's make a bet and see how much this transaction will amount to."

Tong Jing pondered for a moment and said, "No more than 500,000 immortal stones."

"Okay, if you don't come out, I lose." He Qi Jin said.

After waiting for a while, two people pushed the door open and walked in.

He Qiu Jin was calm the moment before, but when he saw a man wearing a special mask following Zhen Yongfu, his brain stopped working for a while.

etc!

This outfit!

He looks exactly like the man his uncle described!

"My two fellow Taoists, who among you is He Qiujin?" After Lu Qing'an came into the reception room, he glanced at the two middle-aged men present.

Both of them have reached the Liuli Realm.

He heard from He Jingming that the person sent here was a nephew of his clan. He was trustworthy, but a little impetuous and needed training.

He Jingming is a thin old man, so He Jingming’s nephew should be... this fat guy?

There's nothing I can do, those eyes are too similar.

He Qijin stood up in a flash and came to Lu Qingan in the blink of an eye. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, is your last name Jia?"

His heart beat faster and faster at this moment.

Could this really be the person I have been waiting for half a year?

Lu Qingan looked at the middle-aged man, who was huge but agile and quick in his movements, and nodded slightly: "Exactly."

"Haha! I've been waiting for you for too long! Please take a seat!" He Qiujin got a definite answer, and his facial features instantly squeezed into a ball. He flatteringly pulled Lu Qing'an to sit down.

Lu Qingan treated it calmly, then looked at the thin middle-aged man: "Who is this?"

He Qijin said hurriedly, "This is a friend of mine in Wangxu City. We met at the headquarters. He is also an elder of the Immortal Sword Sect."

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