233: The great cause of cutting leeks! Inner sect member He Zimu met with Manager Yang!

The various departments under the Steward Hall of Qingyun Peak were also located among these mountains!

Yang Yucheng saw one clearly as he descended the mountain.

The Enforcement Hall, the Cultivation Hall, the Scripture Pavilion, and others, including the Criminal Hall Li Mei had mentioned earlier, were all within it.

However, the mine that Yang Yucheng was responsible for was located outside this bustling city... Taking a step ahead, Yang Yucheng arrived at this place.

He stood atop a nearby towering hill, the grayish-white rocks beneath his feet having long been touched by this Dragon Lair Treasure Land, stained dark red by Dragon blood.

But unfortunately, this blood had long been diluted countless times, so these Dragon Blood Stones merely served to adorn the nearby scenery.

They held no use for cultivation.

True Dragon Blood Stones!

Under the ceaseless excavation of the miners here, they were continuously transported and sent into the Sect's Qingyun Grotto-Heaven treasury, as part of the Sect's resources.

And they had little to do with him, the Steward responsible for this matter!

At this moment, the sun had already set in the west.

Reflected by the evening glow, the Dragon Lair Treasure Land before him seemed to gain an additional touch of enchanting brilliance.

Green mountains and a setting sun, reflecting each other, could also be considered a beautiful scene.

Swish, swish, swish!!!

Drizzling raindrops, a continuous spring rain, silently nourished the Dragon Lair Treasure Land before them.

Night gradually deepened, and the miners here also began to rest.

Most of the miners were Utility Disciples, while those supervising their work were Outer Sect Disciples. As for Inner Sect Disciples, their status within this Dragon Lair Treasure Land was even higher.

And the person in charge here was Yang Yucheng himself.

However, above him, there were also higher-level White-Robed Stewards who would come every quarter to collect the Dragon Blood Stone resources.

If the quantity of Dragon Blood Stones produced in the Dragon Lair Treasure Land did not meet the standard, or if the quality difference was too great, it would naturally affect Yang Yucheng's evaluation within the Steward Hall.

This would have no small impact on his future promotion to a higher-level White-Robed Steward.

Unfortunately, this only applied to ordinary White-Robed Stewards.

Protector Han, behind Yang Yucheng, was not to be trifled with, and coupled with his ambition and goals, his path was not one of normal promotion.

It was simply too slow.

Yang Yucheng couldn't be bothered with it!

Cool breezes swept through the fine rain, and the Dragon Lair Treasure Land was not dark; the Dragon Blood Stones emitted a faint red glow. The deeper the Dragon blood soaked into the stones, the more intense the red glow they emitted.

From the edge of the Dragon Lair Treasure Land mountains to the deepest small mountain base ahead, many shimmering red lights flickered, as if draped with a brilliant red light band.

Between the red light bands, dark figures of miners constantly moved, coming and going to nearby caves or small wooden huts, slowly resting and cultivating there.

Qingyun Grotto-Heaven, in this regard, still had a touch of humanity; they wouldn't truly treat them as machines.

They were merely treated as cattle and horses!

“Alas!”

A deep sigh came, “I heard that our previous Steward seemed to have been strictly investigated and dealt with, so a new Steward has arrived.”

“The new Steward has immense influence and a powerful background. As soon as he arrived at the Steward Hall, he killed several Stewards with connections. Who knows if we’ll be able to live like this anymore.”

“Old Zhang, what do you have to fear? Just endure for another two or three years. As long as you can get through it, you can become a formal Outer Sect Disciple of the Sect. By then, you can leave this Dragon Lair Treasure Land and cultivate well in the nearby Qingyun City!”

“If one day, you successfully Breakthrough to the Middle Three Realms, you can even apply to the Sect to go to various forces outside the Qingyun Grotto-Heaven. That is truly being a person above others, a revered guest!”

Praised by others like this, the veteran miner!

Old Zhang, who was currently nearing thirty, showed a gratified smile on his face.

“Hahahahaha!”

He spoke softly, waving his arms, “It’s all baseless talk, baseless talk!”

But even though he said that, he actually had a lot of expectations in his heart.

Every year.

Although the number of Utility Disciples like him who transitioned to formal Outer Sect Disciples was small, there were almost always some, and they didn't have to worry about the higher-ups in the Grotto-Heaven doing anything to them afterward.

Almost every half-month, they had a day of rest, where they could go to the city to purchase daily necessities.

And within the city!

The number of Utility Disciples like him who transitioned to Outer Sect Disciples was initially small, but over many years of accumulation, they had already formed a considerable number that could not be ignored.

To those great figures, they were like ants, completely insignificant.

But to these small people, they were a glimmer of hope on the long road ahead, which must be seized!

And at this moment.

The huge mountain fortress located in the Dragon Lair Treasure Land added a lot of human touch to the vast and tranquil mountains.

Within the fortress, in the grand and magnificent pavilion, the lights were bright and incomparably brilliant.

He Zimu, the Inner Sect Disciple with the greatest influence and strongest power under the Steward, wore a solemn expression.

He was middle-aged, with slightly graying temples, his eyes tightly closed, standing here, waiting for the arrival of the new Steward Lord!

Behind him, more than ten people also stood.

Closest to him were Inner Sect Disciples dressed in cloud robes like him; further away were Outer Sect Disciples in black robes!

Utility Disciples did not even have the qualification to enter this pavilion.

The Inner Sect Disciples wearing cloud robes were the spokespersons responsible for various aspects of the Dragon Lair Treasure Land, under the Steward!

“He’s here!”

He Zimu opened his eyes, looking forward intently... A gentle breeze arrived.

Yang Yucheng was dressed in a green robe.

He held a green umbrella in his hand, his eyes distant. His handsome face and well-defined features, including his dark and bright eyes, gradually appeared in this magnificent setting.

Before the eyes of the many Inner Sect and Outer Sect Disciples led by He Zimu.

Boom!

A violent sound in the heavens and earth, lightning streaked across all directions, tearing through the Void Realm, deafening.

The fine rain hitting the green umbrella made a soft sound.

Yang Yucheng's dark and bright eyes looked around, and also towards He Zimu and the others before him.

“My name is Yang Yucheng. I am your Steward, and also the person in charge of the Dragon Lair Treasure Land for the next period of time!”

Yang Yucheng's voice was calm and clear.

Yang Yucheng pursed his lips, his Aura gentle and benevolent.

And such an Aura, such a figure, had a somewhat delicate, helpless air about him!

Before most of the Inner Sect Disciples and Outer Sect Disciples of the Heavenly Soul Sect's Qingyun Grotto-Heaven, it released a very obvious signal.

A first impression!

A very easy-to-bully, honest person!

And facing such an extremely honest person as Yang Yucheng!

He Zimu did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

While the others breathed a sigh of relief, He Zimu was the first to bow, his hands flat, palms lightly caressing his arms.

He was extremely solemn, his expression grave, as he bowed deeply to Yang Yucheng.

“Inner Sect Disciple He Zimu greets Steward Yang!”