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"Thank you, Senior High!" Zhou Qingang said with a smile. As he spoke, the 30,000 contribution points had already been transferred over.

This naturally was the reward for High. A thousand contribution points to settle one cultivator, though not much, was certainly not something that could be dismissed lightly.

After all, it was just a matter of moving his fingers around.

Moreover, both parties were well aware that this was only the beginning; there would be more to come later on.

High did not overplay his hand. He immediately accepted the contribution points and offered an assurance: "If any ancient cultivators need to join our alliance in the future, feel free to approach me. I will handle all the necessary procedures with utmost diligence."

"However, for now, it's best if we proceed in batches and at intervals," High said somewhat tactfully.

Zhou Qingang bowed his head slightly: "You are indeed thinking thoroughly, Senior High. From now on, you'll be helping us out a lot more often."

High's heart skipped a beat as he lowered his voice: "Senior, could you give me a hint? How many ancient cultivators are there in this秘境?"

Zhou Qingang smiled without replying and gestured with the number four. He then led the Medicine King Sect disciples away.

"Four hundred? This secret realm must be quite large; no wonder Zhou Qingang's friend wanted to take it all for himself…" High was secretly taken aback.

Having governed the Congyun Sea region for several years, High had a rather broad perspective now.

Yet even so, he would never dare or think that the "four" gesture made by Zhou Qingang actually represented four thousand.

In a different room of the cave dwelling, fifty-plus Sky-Primal Mirrors were neatly arranged on a table.

"Each of you should familiarize yourselves with the basic operations of these Sky-Primal Mirrors."

Zhou Qingang demonstrated for everyone and then instructed: "Each of you currently only has 1,000 contribution points as an entry-level benefit. But don't worry; pay attention to the tasks that will be released in the Sky-Primal Mirror shortly." As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a holographic screen appeared in mid-air.

The tasks displayed on the screen were all rather strange but offered substantial rewards.

For example, there was an inquiry about the life story of a cultivator from an ancient sect thousands of years ago. Another task asked for guidance on some mysterious aspects of a certain cultivation technique. Yet another task involved someone who had longed for a female cultivator but could not make any progress. So they were offering a hefty reward to find possible solutions.

These tasks were all bizarre and varied.

"This is the standard answer," Zhou Qingang said. "Just copy it once the bounty tasks are released."

"Divide these among yourselves; each person should complete no more than two tasks, without competing or repeating."

Zhou Qingang summoned another holographic screen to mark down the answers for all those strange bounties.

The Medicine King Sect cultivators were not fools. They quickly understood what was happening and their faces lit up with excitement.

After a brief discussion, they each chose their targets and stared intently at the Sky-Primal Mirrors, waiting for the tasks to be released.

Soon, as mechanical voices sounded in the Sky-Primal Mirrors, these Medicine King Sect cultivators all received their first windfall.

Zhou Qingang nodded approvingly. Then he waved his hand, and a pile of miscellaneous items appeared in the room like a small mountain.

"Use this time to convert everything into contribution points within the Sky-Primal Mirror."

"Don't go overboard; each person should keep it under 3,000," Zhou Qingang said sternly.

Everyone followed suit. Afterward, Zhou Qingang had them open a section of the Sky-Primal Mirror called "World Derivation." It seemed very popular, with new information popping up every moment.

"Placed my bet! This time's friendly exchange between the Five Elders' Meeting and our Alliance will be held in which state!"

"Hahaha, I got it right this time. The Elder Fisherman has appeared in Taihua State! Who would have thought he'd suddenly travel so far?"

"The ultimate wager: how long will the peace between the Five Elders' Meeting and our Alliance last? Big bets only!"

...

The disciples were left speechless.

Just like answering according to the standard answers, this time they placed their bets based on predetermined outcomes.

Some won while others lost, but overall, there were more winners than losers.

When the Medicine King Sect cultivators accumulated enough contribution points, Zhou Qingang called a halt.

"Choose your cultivation techniques; any techniques at the Golden Core stage will do. We'll continue tomorrow."

Faced with an array of cultivation techniques, the disciples were dazzled and lost in their choices.

Meanwhile, "Zhou Qingang" was secretly calculating:

"I spent 400,000 contribution points today, and each disciple gained about 10,000, washing away 300,000 contribution points."

"Not too bad."

Indeed, this secret room and the tasks and bets within the Sky-Primal Mirror were all fast channels for whitewashing contribution points.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals.

It was merely a matter of expending some more contribution points, which Li Fang could easily afford.

And these people did not disappoint; they were highly professional in their methods, with high levels of secrecy.

Take the Sky-Primal Mirrors in this secret room for example; although it seemed like they were all together, their true bodies were scattered across various locations within the Alliance.

This secret room merely provided a local interface. There was no need to worry about the concentration of similar contribution point-gathering behaviors revealing anything.

The whitewashing process was highly efficient.

Three days later, these Medicine King Sect disciples had all accumulated enough contribution points and happily exchanged for cultivation techniques.

Zhou Qingang brought them back to Shenhua Island.

There, a new batch of Medicine King Sect cultivators were preparing to depart.

As an official in the Alliance, Zhou Qingang was too conspicuous and might attract attention. So this time, he led the way, with Xia Ye, who had woken up first, taking charge. Although he seemed nervous, he didn't lose his composure. Since High had already been informed beforehand, there were no issues.

Soon enough, everything proceeded smoothly as the second and third batches of ancient Medicine King Sect cultivators completed their transitions and became members of the Alliance.

A month later, when Liu San returned in a state of defeat, he saw the rejuvenated disciples within the Medicine King Cauldron.

Liu San was taken aback.

"Senior Zhou, how did it go?" Li Fang asked.

Liu San's face flushed as he hesitated to answer. Looking around at his fellow disciples who were discussing something, he finally pulled Li Fang aside and whispered: "I failed to live up to your expectations. Although I had seen the map, only after actually visiting the place did I realize what a massive change has occurred."

Liu San sighed: "It's like two different worlds; there is no trace of the scenes from my memories."

"Moreover, the realm cultivators here are much more perceptive than we were back then. I tried to hide my aura as much as possible but was still discovered," Liu San added.

Li Fang narrowed his eyes upon hearing this: "Fortunately, he thought I was a Five Elders' Meeting cultivator and just warned me not to wander around. Otherwise, it might have caused unnecessary misunderstandings. Hmph..."

Liu San snorted coldly, looking somewhat resentful.

Yet after a moment, he said with some resignation: "I can feel that the other party is also at the middle-stage realm. But if we were to fight, I doubt I could match him."

Li Fang consoled him: "With the new method of sky-seizing and earth-grabbing, there are natural caves and laws within your body. When it comes to fighting techniques, you naturally have an advantage over ancient technique cultivators. Don't worry about it. If you switch to the new methods, your combat power won't be weaker than anyone else."

These words eased Liu San's expression.

Li Fang continued: "Now that we've gathered all the necessary cultivators for the Longevity Pill, it's up to you to take charge of the situation."

"The contribution points from the disciples' cultivation techniques are all owed by me and Senior Zhou. We urgently need to sell a batch of Longevity Pills to repay them," Li Fang explained.

Liu San nodded in agreement.

Then he frowned slightly: "With only me practicing the 'World-Saving Longevity Technique,' my life force is limited, so I'm afraid the quality of the pills won't be too good."

After some thought, Liu San said with a frown: "At most, they might be mid-grade at best, extending lifespans by two or three hundred years..."

"That's enough. Senior, you can start," Li Fang said solemnly.

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