The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

At noon, every household starts cooking, and the aroma of food wafts out from time to time.

In the small courtyard in the south of the city, Luyao was not idle either. She hummed a song as she washed rice and vegetables, preparing to cook.

Judging by the time, my senior should be back soon; he has a very regular schedule every day.

Hearing the door open, she poked her head out from the kitchen. "Senior, today we're having braised prawns, and pork ribs with corn..."

"Why are there so many people?"

She saw a large group of people standing at the door, and her face immediately turned slightly bitter: "Senior brother, you brought so many people back, there won't be enough food."

Chen Xuan waved his hand: "Don't worry, they won't eat it."

How can I just give the food my junior sister makes to outsiders? I can't even get enough of it myself.

An Changmin immediately smiled apologetically: "Senior Lu, we won't eat. We'll leave after reporting to our master."

"That's good."

Lu Yao nodded, which was enough to acknowledge the greeting. She decided not to go out to entertain them and continued working in the kitchen.

"Sister Yao, let me help you."

Lin Xiaoman put down her phone and happily ran into the kitchen.

An Changmin could only smile bitterly. As the governor of a prefecture, he had actually fallen to the point where people suspected him of freeloading...

Yes, how can you call it being destitute? It's an honor that you allowed me to step into your courtyard!

"What is it? Speak."

Chen Xuan handed him a cup of tea.

An Changmin did not touch the tea, but said solemnly, "Sir, because of your achievements in Qingzhou, the higher-ups of Lingxiao asked me to give this to you."

He bowed and presented a token with both hands, which was imprinted with palaces, auspicious clouds, mountains, and rivers, and was of great significance.

"What is it?"

Chen Xuan glanced at it and continued drinking his tea.

"The Order of Mountains and Rivers!"

"This is the Mountain and River Token, which can only be held by the position of the Chief Administrator. It is made from the Mountain and River Map."

"With this token, one can mobilize all resources in Qingzhou. Within a state, the holder of this token has supreme authority."

An Changmin spoke respectfully, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

It could be said that the officials of Shenzhou and the higher-ups of Lingxiao have handed over the entire Qingzhou to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan said calmly, "You've all forgotten, I'm not one of Ling Xiao's people."

"Although you are not one of Lingxiao's men, your achievements have earned our heartfelt admiration and submission."

An Changmin remained bowed, his tone reverent, "Sir, you may refuse, but we cannot refuse to give it to you."

"Take it away, I don't need it."

Chen Xuan glanced at it again and frowned slightly.

An Changmin's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but explain, "Sir, this Mountain and River Token not only represents authority, but also the fortune and merit of the Divine Land..."

"Of course I know."

Chen Xuan calmly sipped his tea. "Those who possess this token can receive the blessing of Qingzhou's merits and can distribute the fortune of a province."

In the current environment, spiritual energy is insufficient, so good fortune and merit are the greatest reliance and the best way to break through and improve.

If things go as expected, each of the four Qingcang-level beings will probably have one.

"But I don't need it."

Chen Xuan changed the subject, his tone indifferent, "Luck and merit are useless to me."

He had once used his luck and merit, but found it did not suit his wishes, so he expelled it all from his body, and several of his merit and merit statues sank.

An Changmin was greatly shaken. Even though he was not a cultivator, he could recognize the importance of luck and merit to cultivators.

Chen Xuan didn't need any at all?

Regardless of the stage of cultivation, this fortune and merit have unparalleled benefits.

How could there be cultivators in this world who don't want luck and merit?

Even immortals and gods would fight tooth and nail for fortune and merit, right?

What exactly is Chen Xuan cultivating?

He couldn't understand it, nor could he fathom it; the young man before him seemed to be beyond his comprehension in every way.

"Sir, to be honest, before I came here, the higher-ups instructed me that I must hand over the Mountain and River Token to you no matter what."

An Changmin gave a wry smile, then glanced around the courtyard before quickly hanging the Mountain and River Token under the eaves.

"I told you, it's useless to me. If you really want to take it, the only thing you'll use it for is to prop up a table leg."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Xuan returned the Mountain and River Token to An Changmin's hands. "Keep it for yourself."

"this……"

An Changmin could only manage a wry smile.

Who would have thought of this? Even the Mountain and River Token couldn't be sent out. I'm afraid even the higher-ups in Shenzhou couldn't have imagined it.

"Oh well."

An Changmin sighed and had no choice but to put away the Mountain and River Token. "Sir, Lingxiao actually has another vacant position, called the Master of the Demon Slaying Division..."

Chen Xuan interrupted him: "If you're not going to drink this tea, I'll take it away."

"Drinks, drinks!"

An Changmin looked at the tea on the table, quickly picked it up, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking the master's tea, Zhao Laisheng boasted about it everywhere. The key point is that he actually became a fifth-level Qi Refining cultivator, which was quite an exaggeration.

Now, everyone within Lingxiao knows that the Master has tea that can help people embark on the path of cultivation.

After drinking a cup of tea, An Changmin immediately felt refreshed, and the fatigue and exhaustion of many years were swept away.

Even inside the body, crackling sounds emanated, making one's ears clear, eyes sharp, and mind quick.

"Sir, can I also cultivate?" An Changmin asked excitedly.

"You are not suited for spiritual practice."

Chen Xuan glanced at him.

If you've drunk your own tea and still haven't opened your sea of ​​consciousness, then you truly can't cultivate; even if a deity came, it wouldn't help.

"Oh well."

An Changmin was somewhat disappointed, but he was not downcast. Someone who could become the governor of a prefecture could not possibly have a bad character.

"Be a good official, bring blessings to the people and the land. Your fortune will be abundant, and you will be no less fortunate than a cultivator in the future."

These words immediately brought a smile to An Changmin's face, and he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth.

The subtext of this sentence is that you will have a bright future in your official career, be able to benefit the country in the future, receive good fortune, and achieve great success.

If someone else had said this, he would have thought they were a charlatan or a fraud, but hearing it from the man's mouth, he felt there was a real possibility to it.

……

"Yes, we were all wrong. He didn't want the Mountain and River Token because he genuinely didn't care."

The moment An Changmin stepped out of the courtyard, he submitted a report to his superiors.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a gasp of surprise, astonishment, and incredulous whispers.

"Damn it!"

"He really doesn't want it?"

"That's it. If they don't even want luck and merit, what can they possibly offer to win him over?"

After a moment's thought, a hesitant murmur came from the other end, "Should I get up and let him sit here?"

!!!

These words almost made An Changmin so shocked that he dropped his communicator and his tongue felt like it had been burned.

"No, no, no!"

"How can you step down? Lingjizi's mind is focused on the Map of Mountains and Rivers. China still needs you to stabilize the Nine Provinces."

After thinking about it seriously, he said, "Indeed, it's not suitable."

An Changmin breathed a sigh of relief. He was truly afraid that if this person made a move, the whole country would be turned upside down, literally.

"How's the investigation going regarding the Phoenix Burial Site on Wutong Mountain?"

"This is a big deal, we need to get to the bottom of this."

The only thing they were certain of was that the secret realm of Wutong Mountain was indeed the nest of a phoenix.

It's worth mentioning that not only are there reincarnations of geniuses, but also various objects and places are gradually being integrated into the modern world.

But what exactly happened that caused the phoenixes to die out in their own nest?

Too scary!