64: The Secret of Golden Yang Transformation

The next day.

Inside Lin Hong Hall of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Congratulations, Little Jiang. From today onwards, you and I are of the same rank."

Marquis Dingyuan smiled and continued, "However, the personnel changes within the Division were sudden, so you will need to choose your own subordinates. Someone will send over the roster shortly."

Jiang Lan sat opposite Marquis Dingyuan and said unhurriedly, "There's no need for a roster. I can barely manage myself, let alone have the mind to manage others. Just transfer Centurion Chou Rang and his team to me."

Although his position had risen, Jiang Lan had no desire for power.

As he just said, he could barely manage himself, so where would he find the time to manage others?

At most, he would look after those he was familiar with.

Marquis Dingyuan stared at Jiang Lan for a moment and said, "I've seen many people, but someone as strange as you, I truly am seeing for the first time."

"Strange?"

Jiang Lan didn't feel strange at all.

Marquis Dingyuan said,

"Yes, you clearly possess considerable skill, yet you insist on hiding it, only for it to be exposed by yourself. You gain an official position through your abilities, but you don't want the authority. Isn't that strange?"

Jiang Lan smiled.

He couldn't explain such a thing.

It had only taken him about half a month to go from being an unranked individual to his current Realm.

Jiang Lan had never deceived anyone from beginning to end.

It was just that the speed of his Realm advancement was a bit too fast.

As for authority,

Jiang Lan was even more indifferent to that.

Throughout the entire Great Yan, the strongest individuals were only just below Mortal Shedding.

Jiang Lan didn't know where his future would lead, but it definitely wouldn't be confined within a small Yan Country.

Therefore, the little authority within the Demon Suppression Division held no appeal for him.

Jiang Lan casually said, "My ambition is not here."

Hearing this, Marquis Dingyuan didn't say much more.

Since Jiang Lan had already clearly stated his intentions, he wouldn't force Jiang Lan to choose a group of people.

After all, the people Jiang Lan could choose were originally under him and the other Demon Suppression Envoys.

Letting Jiang Lan choose people was also a helpless move.

After all, it wouldn't be good to let him be a bare-bones commander.

But if Jiang Lan himself said he wanted to be a bare-bones commander, then there was nothing wrong with that.

Even if the Division Chief questioned it, it had nothing to do with him.

Marquis Dingyuan stood up and said,

"This Lin Hong Hall will be your office from now on. When duty ends at Shen Shi, don't leave yet. I'll introduce you to your other colleagues."

Jiang Lan knew that the 'other colleagues' Marquis Dingyuan spoke of were the other Demon Suppression Envoys.

As far as Jiang Lan knew, there were originally three Demon Suppression Envoys in the Demon Suppression Division, not including him.

It was good to get acquainted.

Even if they had no interactions in the future, at least they would be familiar faces.

Jiang Lan nodded and stood up as well.

"Then I thank Marquis Dingyuan."

After seeing Marquis Dingyuan out, Jiang Lan returned to the armchair in the hall and sat down.

This Lin Hong Hall, whether in terms of area or luxurious decor, was significantly superior to Wuwei Hall, where Chen Heguang was, and Tiger Roar Hall, where Qiu Rang was.

Although it only had one floor, it had four rooms, a main hall, two side halls, and a living room behind the innermost screen.

In Jiang Lan's estimation, the area of this Lin Hong Hall was at least one hundred and fifty square meters.

In front of Jiang Lan was a long table, made entirely of sandalwood, emitting a faint, exotic fragrance.

On the long table, there was a set of robes, an official's hat, and a matching seal.

After sitting in the armchair for a while, Jiang Lan finally stood up, took the robes, went behind the screen to get dressed, and then came out again.

The standard long robe of a Demon Suppression Envoy was similar in style to the one Marquis Dingyuan wore.

As for the official's hat, Jiang Lan did not wear it.

Pushing open the main door of Lin Hong Hall, Jiang Lan leisurely stepped over the threshold.

Lin Hong Hall was located deep within the Demon Suppression Division, not too far from the small building where the Division Chief resided.

Now that he had completed the handover, it was time to retrieve the Cultivation Technique.

After walking for a while, Jiang Lan arrived again at the entrance of the small building with the 'Demon Suppression Division' plaque.

He took two steps forward and gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the Division Chief's voice came from inside the door.

"Come in."

Jiang Lan pushed the door open and entered, seeing the Division Chief still sitting behind the long table, his eyes slightly closed.

Only when Jiang Lan entered the room did the Division Chief open his eyes and look at Jiang Lan.

"The Cultivation Technique is on the table. You may take it."

Jiang Lan looked closely and indeed found a slightly old ancient book on the table.

It seemed that this Cultivation Technique was the original, not a copy.

Jiang Lan felt a little surprised and delighted.

He wasn't surprised that the Cultivation Technique was the original; in his opinion, it didn't matter whether it was a copy or the original, as long as he could learn it.

He was delighted that the Cultivation Technique had been obtained so smoothly.

Jiang Lan thanked him.

"Thank you, Division Chief."

"No need to thank me. You have rendered many meritorious services to the Demon Suppression Division during this period, and I have heard about them. This Cultivation Technique is what you deserve. I originally wanted to reward you with other things, but there was nothing suitable. You have no use for silk and satin, and you lack no gold or silver."

"This Cultivation Technique is enough for this subordinate; I ask for nothing else."

The Division Chief did not continue the topic of rewards but instead asked,

"I heard from Bai Yu that you don't plan to organize your own subordinates?"

Marquis Dingyuan's name was Bai Yu; the title Marquis Dingyuan was a peerage personally bestowed by the Great Yan Emperor for his military achievements on the battlefield.

Jiang Lan nodded, "This subordinate truly has no interest in authority and the like. Moreover, I dislike trouble... the simpler, the better."

"Little fellow..." The Division Chief looked at Jiang Lan with a meaningful gaze, "You are quite selfish."

Jiang Lan grinned.

As expected of a high-ranking official, he saw through to the essence at a glance.

He didn't want to recruit subordinates simply because he was afraid of trouble.

To put it nicely, he was not greedy for power, but to put it bluntly, wasn't that selfishness?

"In this world, even if this subordinate weren't selfish, how many people could I truly look after?"

"That's what you say, but that's not what you do."

Jiang Lan twitched his lips.

Someone old and refined, that must be what people like the Division Chief were called.

"However, since you don't want to bring trouble upon yourself, this old man won't force you," the Division Chief said. "You may go."

"Then this subordinate will withdraw."

Jiang Lan first took two steps forward, picked up the Cultivation Technique, and then slowly retreated out the door.

Stepping over the threshold and closing the door, Jiang Lan eagerly looked at the Cultivation Technique in his hand.

Five large characters appeared before his eyes.

"Golden Sun Transformation Art"

Jiang Lan felt a surge of emotion, tucked the Cultivation Technique into his in arms, and walked towards Lin Hong Hall.

In a short while, he returned to the front of Lin Hong Hall.

At this moment, three people stood in front of the door.

They were his three Civilian Servant.

Seeing Jiang Lan, the three of them looked somewhat at a loss.

Even the bold Yu Zhi hesitated for a moment before coming up to Jiang Lan.

"Boss..."