Ye Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's okay to leave. I don't need so many people to take care of it. One or two people are enough. I was worrying about how to send them away. It will save trouble now. By the way, I don't know you yet.

What is your name?"

"Disciple Sun Juan."

The woman said quickly.

Ye Chen nodded, "Well. If I go into seclusion or travel, I will leave this mountain to you to take care of. It's not much work, just take care of the spiritual field and take care of the courtyard, that's pretty much it." Then he asked again,

"Your wages are paid by the handyman hall?"

"Yes. The disciples work here, and the Hall of Miscellaneous Workers will give a small amount of spiritual stones every month."

"I don't have time to plant spiritual fields. There are dozens of hectares of spiritual fields on this mountain peak. I will plant fifty acres of spiritual fields for you. It's up to you to decide what to plant. My spiritual fields will last for three years.

It took five or ten years to harvest the elixir. You take care of it with all your heart."

"Thank you, Master Ye!"

Sun Juan said with great joy. For a foundation-building monk, fifty acres of spiritual land is of little use. But for a mid-stage Qi-refining monk, it is a huge fortune. The most important thing is that this is not the Immortal Sect quiz prize.

As long as Ye Chen is the master of this peak and works here wholeheartedly, there is no need to worry that the spiritual field will be taken back by the Immortal Sect.
Chapter completed!