On this day, Xianyun Island was bustling with people.
Because the time for the annual Xianyun Island performance review meeting has quietly arrived.
The sphere of influence of Xianyun Island is so vast that it radiates millions of miles of surrounding seas. There are many market islands scattered across countless islands, and every market island has an office of Xianyun Island.
In addition to maintaining a series of management of Xianyun Island, these offices also have another purpose, which is to collect some rare resources for Xianyun Island.
Although the number of overseas cultivators is not as large as that of Kyushu, the products overseas are more abundant than those of Kyushu. Many cultivators explore the seas and most of the opportunities they get will be sold in these markets. The office of Xianyun Island is largely for collecting these things.
Once a year, Xianyun Island holds a work report meeting, summoning all office managers to report back to Xianyun Island, and also to transport the treasures received that year back to Xianyun Island. Xianyun Island will give corresponding rewards based on the preciousness of these treasures, and even promote them to become rich and return to work on Xianyun Island.
The main island of Xianyun Island was filled with spiritual energy, and being able to practice here was the dream of every cultivator. Therefore, the managers of various towns and islands were working hard, hoping to stand out at the annual performance review meeting so that they could return to Xianyun Island to take up their posts.
This year was no exception. On the day when the job report meeting began, countless managers from the market and islands had gathered at the gate of Xianyun Island's Collection Hall. They rushed to the gate, vying to present their treasures.
After all, the people who estimate the value of treasures will also have aesthetic fatigue, and the ones presented first will often leave a deeper impression in the eyes of these people.
"Everyone, be quiet! What's the point of pushing and shoving?" A tall and thin middle-aged monk stood at the gate of the collection hall and shouted arrogantly at the monks outside the door.
Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent.
"That's right, come one by one quietly. If anyone opens his mouth to say a word, don't blame me for expelling him or her!" The tall and thin middle-aged man glanced at the people outside the door with disdain, then put his hands behind his back and walked into the hall.
Looking at the middle-aged man's proud back, the monks outside the gate were all gnashing with hatred. At this time of year, they would almost always be scolded by this hall master. If this hall master had real talent, it would be fine. The problem is that this person is a complete relative, relying on his brother who is an inner sect elder to sit on this lucrative position. Otherwise, with his late Mahayana strength, who among the people present would not be stronger than him
"Alright, everyone, open your eyes." The next moment, a group of disciples from the Collection Hall filed out, each holding a huge account book.
They were the treasure judges for this job review meeting. All the treasures in the monks' hands would be handed over to them first, and they would determine the value and record them one by one.
They are the ones that many monks want to curry favor with. After all, they have the final say on the value of the treasures they prepare. As long as they record a slightly higher level in the account book, the treatment of the treasure donor will be completely different.
Suddenly, all the treasure-offering people were all grinning from ear to ear, and it was common to secretly slip a storage bag over while offering treasures.
The treasure examiners were all tacitly aware of the situation and their expressions did not even change. However, the description recorded in the book was different from the actual situation.
As the person in charge of Baojiao Island, Chen Feng's brother Zhang Yang was also mixed in the crowd.
He was originally sent to Baojiao Island to avoid being excluded in Xianyun Island. If possible, he would rather not come here. But there is no way. Xianyun Sect has a rule that the person in charge of each market island must come here unless they are in seclusion. Zhang Yang naturally cannot be the one who breaks the rules, so he came.
This time he came to Xianyun Island, he also prepared a treasure. This treasure is a spiritual weapon, a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
Generally speaking, a mid-grade spiritual weapon cannot be considered priceless, but it is enough to make him, the person in charge of Baojiao Island, have to explain himself.
After all, Zhang Yang's purpose was just to deal with it.
After waiting for several hours, it was finally Zhang Yang's turn to present his treasure.
Zhang Yang's treasure examiner didn't look very happy. This was because, although all the treasure examiners were examining treasures, they were all cautious with each other. They all knew which treasure examiner received more and which treasure examiner received less, and they even had some intention of competing with each other.
Unfortunately, the treasure appraiser in charge of Zhang Yang's group had the lowest "income" among all the others.
Seeing Zhang Yang's handsome appearance, the treasure examiner smiled at him and said, "Fellow Daoist, you can take out the treasures you prepared."
Zhang Yang didn't waste any words and immediately took out a round ** from the storage ring he carried with him.
"Well, it's a middle-grade spiritual weapon. The quality is good, but it's not very expensive!" The treasure examiner commented: "My fellow Taoist, are you sure it's this treasure?"
"Yes, this one!" Zhang Yang nodded and said affirmatively.
"So, fellow Daoist, what kind of evaluation do you think should be written on this treasure? You should know that if the evaluation is higher, you can get a lot of benefits." The treasure examiner looked at Zhang Yang meaningfully, and rubbed his right thumb and index finger vigorously in a hidden corner.
This series of actions by the treasure examiner was extremely blatant, so Zhang Yang could naturally see it clearly.
However, Zhang Yang ignored it and just said, "Just write it as it should be written."
"That's what you said." Seeing that Zhang Yang had no intention of bribing, the treasure examiner also looked unhappy. He wrote on the page: Zhang Yang of Baojiao Island, presents a **, although it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it is in tatters and of the lowest quality!
Zhang Yang looked at the comments coldly, but he didn't care at all. Because he didn't want to stand out among the treasures, as long as he could keep his position as the person in charge of Baojiao Island. Such a goal was enough, even if it was deliberately belittled.
"Next!" Shen Baoren waved his hand and was about to drive Zhang Yang away.
Zhang Yang didn't waste any more words and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded.
This sound was like a loud thunder in summer, which instantly made the gradually lively atmosphere at the scene fall into silence.
Who is so bold as to mess up the treasure presentation process
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