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Chapter 112 Immortal Official Diao, High Platform!
Blah blah blah...

Night had fallen, and the rain had created a deep, dark curtain.

In the brightly lit conference room.

The twenty-odd celestial officials, dressed in brand-new uniforms, all had bright eyes and looked refreshed, chatting and drinking water as they went.

Gu Qingfeng, sitting at the head of the conference table, was inputting everyone's cultivation levels into the computer.

"Li Nuanling, eight years, not bad."

"Fang Min, four years, that's not a long time."

"Huang Xiaozhong, thirteen years... sigh?"

He looked at Huang Xiaozhong beside him.

"Expert Huang, what's going on here?"

Huang Xiaozhong quickly explained.

"I already had three years of cultivation!"

"After consuming this elixir, I only grew for ten years."

In the conference room, everyone turned to look.

Ten years is already a period of top-tier talent!
Gu Qingfeng nodded.

Oh, that startled me.

"How did you acquire those three years of cultivation?"

Huang Xiaozhong recalled the piece of fruit that had been fed to him in his dream, paused for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.

"Keep this a secret."

Gu Qingfeng nodded and didn't press the matter further... After all, Huang Xiaozhong was an expert sent from Beijing, so it was normal for him to have work secrets.

He continued compiling the statistics.

"Gu Qingfeng, four years."

"Li Yuanming, four years."

"Zhang Futong, four years."

"Zhao Miao, four years."

"Qin Wei, ten years..."

The statistics were completed in a short time.

"As expected, the prediction from the capital was very accurate."

"Leaving aside Huang Xiaozhong, an outsider, the average talent of our local immortals in Donghu is five years."

"The lowest in four years, there are several."

"A ten-year cap, only Qin Wei."

……

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In the heavy rain outside the window.

Wu Yun and a dozen minks sat on the sofa, looking at the mirror on the coffee table, as Gu Qingfeng reported the situation.

"Is that so?

"It seems that those chosen to become celestial officials in the mortal realm are truly geniuses."

A dozen or so minks looked at each other.

"Waaaaah, woof woof woof woof?"

"Aww, waah?"

...What about the talent of the Immortal Mink?
They eat immortal peaches every day, and they still do so today. But even the most talented mink, Bai Bai and Hei Hei, have only cultivated their skills for less than two years.

The dozen or so minks were all somewhat dejected.

"Awooooo, waaaaaah!"

It was Diao Jianjian who stood tall and proud, raising her voice to express her opinion... As for being a celestial official, talent is certainly important, but the platform is even more important. Those who follow the boss are naturally several levels higher than celestial officials on other platforms!

The minks looked at Mink Tip-tip, pondered for a moment, and then beamed with joy.

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Diao Jianjian has a profound understanding of the path of immortal officials; what she said makes perfect sense!

Wu Yun grinned but said nothing.

Still pondering Gu Qingfeng's words.

"Generally speaking, is ten years really the limit?"

"So, someone like me, who can cultivate for twenty years' worth of time every day, is theoretically within the limit, but is actually considered quite supermodel-like?"

……

In the conference room, everyone's expressions were relaxed, excited, and joyful.

"With the cultivation I've gained, I feel much stronger."

"If we can have access to the elixir of immortality on a long-term basis, we'll be even more effective in carrying out our work!"

"The Non-Natural Department is really awesome!"

"Haha, my daily cultivation limit is only four years."

"But I've heard that even with this kind of talent, it's considered one in ten thousand."

In the corner of the conference table, Fang Min looked at her ghostly, illusory hand, frowning and with a grim expression.

Li Nuanling patted her on the shoulder.

"You're already very impressive!" Fang Min forced a smile, giving an awkward one.

But then Gu Qingfeng emphasized work discipline.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"All our information, documents, and work regarding elixirs, Taoist cultivation, and talents are work secrets and must never be disclosed."

"As long as everyone understands each other, that's enough."

"You absolutely must not reveal this to anyone."

……

"secret?"

The dozen or so minks surrounding Wu Yun looked at each other and grinned.

They are very secretive!
I only talk to the boss about things; I don't tell anyone else.

Wu Yun picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"It's something that so many people know, so it can hardly be considered a real secret."

"I estimate that it won't be long before everyone who needs to know will know."

……

In a spacious and bright office.

Song Xiaowei, the director of the Lingtou Office, and Hu Juan from the personnel department sat together, looking at the newly updated employee roster.

"Little Lü is really talented..."

Name: Lü Qingchen

[Official Position: Deputy Envoy for Guiding the Rebirth of the Underworld]

[Department: Publicity Department]

[Ancestral home: Lü family, Yuezhou]

[Cultivation Period: Thirteen Years]

[Note: Deceased]

"Eating a single immortal peach really did increase one's cultivation by ten years..."

"But why did he note it as 'dead'?"

Song Xiaowei was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized what was happening.

"Oh right, he's a ghost messenger."

Hu Juan flipped through the roster and showed it to the director.

"And this one, Song Mingchun from the intelligence department, is also a talent. He gained nine years of cultivation after eating the immortal peach."

Song Xiaowei nodded as he read.

Although he was reluctant to give away such fine peaches, he wasn't against it if it could increase the cultivation level of his subordinates.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

After Song Xiaowei responded, the person who entered was Song Mingchun.

He was fair-skinned, had a buzz cut, and wore a clean suit.

"Chief, we have crucial intelligence."

"The Non-Natural Department has developed elixirs, a large quantity of them."

"Today, we have already distributed one to all official celestial officials on a large scale, with each official receiving one."

"The potency of each elixir is about the same as that of a ninth-grade immortal peach."

The office fell silent.

Song Xiaowei's eyes were glazed over, and he fell silent.

No wonder that in the Peach Garden, the slender suddenly cut off his share of immortal peaches.

No wonder the chief said that immortal peaches are not the only way to bestow spiritual power upon the human world.

The Non-Natural Department quietly pulled off such a grand undertaking?
He gritted his teeth and looked out the window.

"Ah, good, good, very good!"

……

Click...

Chen Xie entered the conference room.

However, the other dozen or so leaders of Pulin Bookstore were already seated.

No one spoke, and everyone's face was ashen, so much so that the atmosphere in the entire conference room seemed to freeze.

A tiny human-faced snake peeked out from Chen Xie's collar, looked around, and then retreated back inside.

Chen Xie carefully and quietly walked to the conference table, gently pulled out a chair, and sat down to the left of the director.

The director of Pulin Bookstore was a middle-aged woman with a ponytail, wearing a smart black suit, and her face was deathly pale.

"Okay, everyone's here."

"Everyone knows the news, right?"

"We need to have an emergency meeting."

Chen glanced sideways at his nose, seemingly lost in thought, and remained silent.

He knew that Pulin Bookstore also employed more than a dozen alchemists who followed the Green Furnace method and had always wanted to refine elixirs, but so far, all they had produced each day was batch after batch of black ash, and they could not see any trace of elixirs.

But none of this concerns him.

As an outsider appointed leader, he currently has no real power and therefore doesn't need to worry about anything.

(End of this chapter)