On this day, the sky was clear and the lake was as smooth as a mirror.

By the Half Moon Lake, Chen Qing and Qian Youfu, who was heavily pregnant, walked into the small building chatting and laughing, and sat down in the hall on the first floor.

Chen Qing took out a tea set from his storage bag. With a slight movement of his fingertips, clear water condensed out of thin air and fell into the teapot. After a moment of spiritual power, the aroma of tea rose gently.

"Senior Brother Qian, this is spiritual tea I bought at the Yunzhou market last month. Although it's not as good as the sect's, it's still pretty good." Chen Qing poured two cups and pushed one over.

Qian Youfu picked up his teacup, smelled it, took a small sip, and nodded in praise: "Hmm, fragrant and mellow, not bad, not bad."

After exchanging a few casual words, Chen Qing put down his teacup and changed the subject: "Senior Brother Qian, about that senior brother you mentioned last time who works in the Mission Hall..."

"It's still here." Qian Youfu put down his teacup, his expression becoming more serious. "I came here this time for two reasons: first, to deliver feed, and second, for this matter."

Chen Qing was secretly delighted, but remained outwardly calm: "What do you mean?"

Qian Youfu chuckled and said, "That senior brother's surname is Meng, and his name is Meng Yuanbai. He has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining and is in charge of the paperwork for appointing low-level disciples in the Mission Hall. He has been doing this for almost twenty years. I have known him for nearly thirty years. He is reliable and trustworthy."

Chen Qing nodded, without asking about Meng Yuanbai's character.

He and Qian Youfu had known each other for a long time, and they even had business dealings involving blue carp and spirit sheep chickens. If he was making money, then Qian Youfu was making money; he had no reason to cheat himself in this way.

"I've secretly inquired," Qian Youfu said, holding up two fingers. "Senior Brother Meng means that for two thousand spirit stones, he can help disciples on the border transfer from the border spiritual lands to the heart of the Martial Kingdom. He can transfer one prefecture from each of the three prefectures: Yezhou, Tianzhou, and Qingzhou."

"Yezhou, Tianzhou, Qingzhou..." Chen Qing murmured, repeating the words over and over, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

These three states are all located in the heart of the Wu Kingdom, far from the border. They are more than 2,000 miles from Half Moon Lake and only more than 3,000 miles from the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate, making them many times safer than Yunzhou.

"What are the details of those three sacred sites?" Chen Qing asked.

Qian Youfu picked up his teacup, took another sip, and cleared his throat: "The first one is in Anyuan County of Yezhou. The spiritual vein is a mid-grade first-level one. The spiritual land is not large, but it is quiet and there are not many houses around, making it suitable for secluded cultivation. However, that place is a bit remote, and the nearest market town is 1,200 miles away."

Chen Qing nodded without expressing his opinion.

"The second one is in Qingfeng County of Tianzhou," Qian Youfu held up two fingers. "The spiritual vein is also of the first-grade mid-level, and it's only about two hundred miles from the market town. There are a few cultivation families around it, so it's quite lively. But next to that spiritual land lives a Foundation Establishment stage rogue cultivator with a strange temper. The previous guardian disciple suffered a lot of mistreatment from him."

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow slightly; this didn't sound very ideal either.

Seeing his expression, Qian Youfu smiled and said, "I think the third sacred site is quite good."

He paused, deliberately keeping Chen Qing in suspense, and only continued when Chen Qing looked over: "Although the spiritual vein is also a mid-grade first-level vein, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it high-grade. Moreover, there's a small lake near that spiritual vein, about the same size as your Crescent Moon Lake, called Clear Lotus Lake. The lake grows mid-grade first-level Three-Aperture Jade Lotus, which is a key ingredient in many first-level healing pills. There's also a bamboo forest by the lake, a tranquil environment with abundant spiritual energy, no weaker than your Crescent Moon Lake."

A flicker of interest crossed Chen Qing's eyes: "Qinghe Lake?"

"Yes." Qian Youfu nodded. "The disciple guarding that place is named Song Yu, from Hundred Herbs Peak, at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He has six months left before his mission expires, after which he plans to go to the secret realm to try his luck and prepare foundation-building spiritual items. If you take over his position, it will be perfect."

Half a year.

Chen Qing picked up his teacup and began to make plans in his mind.

He has been in Linyuan County for almost two and a half years, and his term of service guarding the border is five years. If he chooses Qinghe Lake, it means he will have to stay at Banyue Lake for another six months before he can be transferred.

Half a year... it's not a long time, but it's not short either, but it's much better than two and a half years.

Chen Qing put down his teacup and looked up at Qian Youfu: "Is there anyone who can be transferred there soon?"

Qian Youfu shook his head and sighed, "No. Although Senior Brother Meng is at the tenth level of Qi Refining and has some connections in the Mission Hall, he's not a big shot like those Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators. Finding a vacancy in each of the three states of Ye, Tian, ​​and Qing is already a favor he's accumulated over the past twenty years. Moreover, these three spiritual lands are all in the heart of the region, making them quite popular, and many people are eyeing them."

He paused, his expression becoming more serious: "Junior Brother Chen, to be honest, these three spiritual sites are actually quite good. If you want them, it's best to finalize them within a month. If you wait any longer, firstly, Senior Brother Meng might have enough spirit stones and won't need to do this business anymore; secondly, by then, there probably won't be any spots left for you, and it will be difficult to find such good ones."

One month.

Chen Qing picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

The aroma of tea lingered on his lips and teeth, but his thoughts were racing. Of the three sacred sites, Qinghe Lake was undoubtedly the most suitable.

Where there is a lake, you can raise carp.

The blue carp is currently his most stable source of spirit stones and essence, earning him over 1,700 spirit stones and over 5,000 essences a year. He might not be able to earn that much in other spiritual lands.

It's only half a year; I can grit my teeth and get through it.

These carp need to be raised for another five or six months before they are ready for market.

Besides, that Golden Core True Monarch is almost here. With a late-stage Golden Core cultivator backing him up, and if I just play it safe, I should be safe for the next six months.

"It'll be Qinghe Lake then," Chen Qing said, his gaze resolute. "Please ask Senior Brother Qian to arrange a meeting with Senior Brother Meng for me."

Qian Youfu's eyes lit up, and he slammed his hand on the table: "Great! Junior Brother Chen is indeed a straightforward person!"

He picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He stood up, paced back and forth a couple of times, and calculated with his fingers: "It will take me seven days to get back to Lingyun Sect. Senior Brother Meng is currently at the sect gate and will probably take four days to get here. We should be able to meet around the eleventh. Junior Brother Chen, have you prepared your spirit stones?"

Chen Qing smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Qian, there's no need to worry, we've already made preparations."

Since the last time he and Xiao Chunan intercepted and killed that group of Qian Kingdom cultivators, he went to Linyuan County to patrol several times and killed a few blind cultivators, some from Qian Kingdom and some from Blood Spirit Abyss. Afterwards, he sold the magic weapons and pills of these unlucky guys to the owner of Qibaozhai in Dark Moon Valley.

With his previous savings, he now had over 2,200 spirit stones, enough to handle this deal.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qian Youfu's eyes.

Two thousand spirit stones is no small amount. How could Chen Qing, a border garrison commander at the fifth level of Qi Refining, accumulate so much in just two years?

However, he didn't ask any further questions.

Although the two have a good relationship, everyone has their own secrets, and asking too many questions is not a good idea.

"Then it's settled." Qian Youfu stood up, patted his robes, and said, "I'll set off back to the sect now, and return as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Qian." Chen Qing stood up and bowed.

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and Qian Youfu and his two senior brothers who were escorting him quickly disappeared on the winding mountain road beyond Half Moon Lake. Chen Qing stood by the lake, watching the three figures go into the distance, and a weight was finally lifted from his heart.

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