The stars change positions, the years turn in cycles.
In the blink of an eye, another few thousand years have passed.
"Guest, here are this year's accounts..."
Qi Min, with utmost respect, handed a ledger to Fang Xi for review.
At this moment, he appeared grey-haired and aged, a sign that was not auspicious.
High-ranking cultivators typically do not show such signs until the last phase of their lifespan.
Even without using the Kuyong Skills to sense lifespan, Fang Xi knew this old man's end was near.
'It's been almost ten thousand years, after all…'
'Even the master of Bliss Building has changed several times, from Master Xiao Yu to Tuo Tuo Da Shi, to Lord Red Lotus…'
'Even I have transcended the eight Mahayana Immortal Thunder calamities, only one step away from becoming an Earth Immortal.'
Fang Xi talked to himself.
"Hmm, the accounts are well managed… You've worked hard alone since Gong Jiujin left."
He looked at the accounts and nodded in approval.