A bird was chirping joyfully, trying to spread its wings and take flight, but was unable to fly out of a certain range of the hand that it was flying around.

The owner of the hand was a man wearing a lavish black silken robe with intricate patterns embroidered onto its surface. Its design and details were all extremely exquisite. There was a long beard trailing down from the man's handsome face, and on his head sat a crown of gold and jade. He held a horsetail whisk with a golden handle in one hand, and he didn't seem to have a single care in the world.

He was the very same man that Qin Ye had seen in Bu Wantian's memories.

This was the owner of The Mirage, a cultivator who had lived for over 2,000 years, and was the first person to have eaten the Taisui fungus and survived.

His name was Xu Fu.

Currently, he was seated on a taishi chair in an elegant and lavish hall with extravagant decor, and standing beside him was a chubby middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man appeared to be around 70 years of age, and he was a foreigner, as evidenced by his blonde hair and green eyes.

He was wearing a suit that was entirely tailor-made by top craftsmen, and it was clear that he took a lot of pride in the way that he dressed. However, standing in front of Xu Fu, he wore a fawning smile as he folded his hands in front of himself in a respectful manner.

"Your Excellency, the thirty million US dollars for this year have already been transferred to your account," the...