Chapter 1440 - 869: (Thanks to “Lala Fei” for the Alliance Hierarch reward)_2

Bu Yuan Gui had been feeling a bit sentimental about Bu Yingshu’s recent results in the Martial Arts Pavilion, but the moment he heard the first thing his good daughter said, he could only sigh helplessly: "Yingshu, look at your dad—do I look like an Immortal Emperor to you?"

Bu Yingshu sized him up carefully and answered with all seriousness: "You do look a teeny tiny bit like one..."

Bu Yuan Gui couldn’t hold back a laugh: "You... ai, Zhang Yu’s unlimited salary-raise authority has nothing to do with me."

Bu Yingshu also sighed, thinking to herself, "Ai, of course. How could something like this ever be pinned on my useless dad?"

Then Bu Yingshu pressed on, "Dad, then why do you think Zhang Yu could get unlimited salary-raise authority?"

"I was watching this the moment it happened," Bu Yuan Gui analyzed. "According to reliable intel I have, that raise authority was initially applied for on Zhang Yu’s behalf by the Reform Faction’s Fa Liuyuan."

"They must have gotten a read on the Immortal Emperor’s intent—pushing Zhang Yu out as the cutting edge for expanding the Law Realm, while using the Old Graveyard as a test field for their reforms."

Hearing this, Bu Yingshu instantly let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, secretly relieved: "So that means it’s not the Immortal Emperor suppressing me?"

Right after that, a flicker of anger crossed her heart, and she said aloud, "How can they just use Zhang Yu as a blade like that? Did they ask me?"

"And Zhang Yu too, what’s with him—something this big, and he didn’t even ask my opinion?"

"Now that his promotion tool has gotten hard, he doesn’t take me seriously at all?"

With that thought, Bu Yingshu sent Zhang Yu a message, planning to grill him properly.

Off to the side, knowing his good daughter’s temper, Bu Yuan Gui said, "Yingshu, Zhang Yu’s status is already completely different now. You can’t treat him as that Lower Cultivator he used to be."

"He’s long been propped up by the Reform Faction as their model case, the representative template for Lower Realm Cultivators entering the sect."

"Now they’ve even pushed him up into the Immortal Emperor’s hands, making him the vanguard in the Law Realm’s expansion into the Old Graveyard."

"This time, with only a Divinity Transformation cultivation, he counterattacked Xiao Yunhe, Xie Lanyin, and a whole crowd of cultivators, held his own in direct confrontation without falling behind at all, and pushed that unlimited salary-raise authority in his hand to the absolute limit—ending up famous across the board, becoming a pivotal figure in the Soul Cultivator industry."

Bu Yuan Gui sighed with feeling: "A talent like that, especially now when he holds great power in his hands—everything he does represents the Immortal Emperor’s will to expand the Law Realm. He’s the divine sword the Immortal Emperor is using to tear open the Soul Cultivator industry."

"You, as a member of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Clan, absolutely cannot keep treating him as your subordinate, and you definitely must not go and question him about why he didn’t discuss the raise authority with you first..."

Just as Bu Yingshu finished listening to what Bu Yuan Gui had to say, she received Zhang Yu’s reply.

Zhang Yu: Taoist Lord, I actually wanted to report this to you right away, but time was too tight, and the higher-ups also told me to keep it secret, so I didn’t manage to tell you

Zhang Yu: I’ve always kept the kindness of Taoist Lord’s support in mind. If you were in the Old Graveyard department, then the moment I got the raise authority, the very first one I’d use it on would definitely be you, Taoist Lord

Fu Ji looked at the message she’d just sent on Zhang Yu’s behalf and said, "Don’t worry, Zhang Yu. From now on, remote bootlicking of Bu Yingshu is my job. I’ll make sure she’s firmly locked in the palm of our hand."

Seeing Zhang Yu agree to this with satisfaction, Fu Ji couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: "This brat Zhang Yu, now that he’s up to Fifth Level, holding unlimited salary-raise power, with Refining Void and Union of Dao right around the corner, he’s no longer the same Zhang Yu from before. I’m afraid he won’t be able to calm down like in the past and lower himself to lick Bu Yingshu all day long."

"But that is exactly my chance as Fu Ji. Taking over the authority to reply from Zhang Yu’s account starts right here with Bu Yingshu! If Zhang Yu can copy the Immortal Emperor’s power, then I, Fu Ji, am going to copy Zhang Yu’s power."

Thinking that, Fu Ji hurriedly turned to Xiang Shen and asked, "Xiangzi, the stuff you’re supposed to send Bu Yingshu next—haven’t you finished writing it yet?"

Xiang Shen rushed to send it over: "It’s done, it’s done, take a look and see if it works."

Fu Ji said, "It’s still missing a bit of sincerity, a bit of cleverness, a bit of polish. Write ten more examples for me to look at."

Hearing Fu Ji say that, Xiang Shen didn’t feel tired at all. On the contrary, he was full of enthusiasm, secretly thinking, "Hehe, who would’ve thought? The messages of Zhang Yu, who now holds real power—some of that sending authority is already in my hands?"

Zhang Yu watched the back-and-forth between Bu Yingshu and "himself" on the account, and thought to himself, "Even though my current status is leagues away from what it used to be, Bu Yingshu... still needs to be kept close."

Zhang Yu knew that this wasn’t just about continuing to upgrade their Dao Seeds together in the future—it was also about using Bu Yingshu’s channels to keep enjoying the Immortal Sect Techniques tests the Martial Arts Pavilion provided.

Thanks to that benefit, every year he could master one or two Immortal Sect Techniques, which was extremely important and useful for him.

On top of that, Zhang Yu understood that Bu Yingshu believed he’d grasped the secret of her being the Great Saint Inheritor; if things soured between them, it could easily trigger unpredictable consequences.

On the other side, as Bu Yingshu read Zhang Yu’s messages one after another, under the combined coaxing and flattery produced by Fu Ji and Xiang Shen, the corners of her lips couldn’t help lifting into a faint smile.

"Dad really is useless, his analysis is totally off." Bu Yingshu thought to herself, "Zhang Yu was forced into this; deep down, he’s still on my side."

So after thinking it over, Bu Yingshu simply told Zhang Yu about Xiao Yunhe coming to negotiate with her.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yunhe, still not receiving any reply from Bu Yingshu, thought to himself, "She’s leaving me hanging again?"