章 77: Only Two Years (1)

"Every year, the rental fee of houses inside and outside the market can bring a large sum of spirit stones to the Golden Sun Sect. The Golden Sun Sect will naturally value the wooden houses."

"Perhaps."

He chatted briefly with Alchemist Feng. Shen Ping brought his wife and concubine back to the house. He sat cross-legged in the quiet room alone and closed his eyes to rest. His thoughts drifted.

In the past, he did not pay much attention to the wooden house. After all, if not for the fact that the Golden Sun Sect valued houses, how could he, a low-level Qi Refinement cultivator, have lived peacefully in Red Willow Alley for so many years?

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Last year, when the market was in chaos, the rogue cultivators in Yunhe Alley and other alleys no longer renewed their rent. The Golden Sun Sect lost a lot of rental income, but the Golden Sun Sect did not care.