Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 120 - 92: The Newly Promoted Elder Arrives at Winter, Wields the Dragon Spear and Soars Like Flying Grass

Chapter 120: Chapter 92: The Newly Promoted Elder Arrives at Winter, Wields the Dragon Spear and Soars Like Flying Grass

But lately, the boss lady seems dissatisfied, twisting her long legs restlessly.

Lady Yan chuckled beside her.

Li Yuan was full of energy, so he gently kissed the lovely lady’s forehead and, gazing at the snow-white lotus leaf silk pouch, went on a playful escapade, bending down to play with the lotus seeds.

After a while, things calmed down...

Soft whispers emerged beside the pillow.

"Husband, it’s another poor harvest this year. Sister Yan and I discussed and thought that if each household could relax the grain quotas for the farmers, it could save more lives...

Sister Yan also said she could discuss this with others at her tea gathering to see if it’s possible."

"Indeed, dear, with poor harvests year after year, if every household continues to impose high grain quotas, it might lead to increasing unrest... Sister Xue and I want to hear your thoughts."

Li Yuan asked, "Will they agree?"

Lady Yan replied, "That’s why... maybe we need to use Elder Li’s influence as leverage." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Elder Li?

When Li Yuan heard this title, he felt a bit odd inside.

He didn’t know what Tie Sha was thinking because Tie Sha didn’t ask anything before making him an elder.

Two elders died in the Blood Saber Sect, so they needed two more.

One of them was given to Fang Jianlong.

Fang Jianlong was originally the top eighth-grade in the inner sect, and a few days ago, he broke through to the seventh grade in the battle against the Sun Family, now in seclusion in the inner city, hoping to consolidate his realm and improve his skills soon.

He was certainly qualified to be an elder.

And the other position was given to him.

The reason was... he was the Demon Master.

It was that simple.

If someone else had staked a claim, the disciples might have questioned it, but Tie Sha had too much authority. When he pointed to Li Yuan, even if there was doubt, it was in private.

"What gives a mere eighth-grade the right to be an elder?"

Even Zhao Yi and Zhao Chunxin were more suitable!

Demon Master? What demons has he mastered?

Just sheer luck, really lucky...

These thoughts surely existed but were mostly murmured internally, with no one daring to voice them outside.

Even if they did, Li Yuan didn’t mind.

He understood that Tie Sha had seen the clues and knew that Tie Sha realized the "Blood Saber Ancestor didn’t want to reveal their identity," so Tie Sha had removed all possible flaws in the "Blood Saber Ancestor’s presence."

Not only that, but Tie Sha also stopped any investigations himself, just made him an elder, and all he had to do was the tasks Elder Liu used to do, like managing internal affairs, issuing permits, and so on.

However, considering he needed to cultivate and tame demons, these matters were temporarily handled by Ah Er under Tie Sha’s command.

In simple terms, he now enjoyed the status of an elder, without needing to do much.

At this moment, Li Yuan paused in silence. As an elder of the Blood Saber Sect, naturally, he was aware of all the sect’s affairs, so he also knew that this year’s meat field experienced an unprecedented bumper crop.

Not only a bumper crop, but there was also eighth-grade meat, enough to support three or four individuals as they grew from eighth-grade to seventh-grade perfection.

Any normal person could deduce that the "poor crop yield" and "meat field’s bumper crop" were connected...

Li Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Let me first consult with the Sect Leader."

Lady Yan giggled, "I told you, dear would help, right?"

"Mm..." The boss lady softly leaned against Li Yuan, whispering, "My husband is a good man."

Next day, Li Yuan took the chance to visit Tie Sha and brought up the matter of the poor harvest potentially causing unrest, so he wanted to see if it’s possible for the county’s big families to reduce the farmers’ grain quotas.

Tie Sha had no objection and directly told him to go ahead.

Li Yuan then asked whether they should use the sect’s name to encourage the farmers to be grateful to the sect.

Tie Sha only said, if you want to use the Blood Saber Sect as a cover, then go ahead, but if it’s just to make the farmers grateful, then forget it.

A good reputation can lead to moral pressure, and a sect shouldn’t be subject to moral pressure. Moreover, if there’s a good person in a notorious sect, at a critical moment, this good person can come forward to mediate.

Li Yuan also didn’t want to be morally constrained, but this matter still needed doing. First, he had suffered through hard times himself; second, he came through a time of peace; third, he didn’t want disruptions in his sanctuary, and fourth... who can constrain him?

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Next day.

Lady Yan began discussing the matter of "reducing the farmers’ grain quotas" with her girlfriends at the tea gathering, and each friend said they would go back and discuss it.

And above Silver Creek...

A black canopy boat skimmed the lake’s surface, Li Yuan stood at the bow in his profound robe, yet this robe wasn’t the Blood Saber Sect’s uniform but one the Lady Yan had bought for him while shopping with her friends.

He stood there, scanning the data of people around him, yet he didn’t spot anyone surpassing the level of Sect Leader Tie, nor even anyone nearing it.

Being able to single-handedly take down Sect Leader Tie gave him considerable peace of mind.

Soon, the boat docked, and the boatman respectfully said, "Elder Li, take care."

Li Yuan smiled, returning the courtesy, and got off the boat, lifting the wine jar by his feet.

As he went along, people in the black market saw him and greeted him with respect.

"Elder Li."

"Good day, Elder Li!"

"Elder Li, good morning."

No one called him Young Master Li anymore, for elder and tributor were of the same rank. To still call him Young Master Li would be akin to an insult, wouldn’t it?

Before long, Li Yuan arrived at the black market’s North Gate. He saw a man lounging in an unmarked small pavilion and quickened his pace, carrying the wine jar over.

Even without turning around, Master Li recognized his disciple’s footsteps, so he opened his eyes, slowly sat up, glancing behind him, and said, "Already made an elder, why aren’t you wearing your elder’s robe, but instead in civilian clothes?"