Liu Wuxie looked around and spoke slowly to everyone.

After listening to Liu Wuxie's explanation, Yun Shui and Xu Fengxue couldn't help but nodded.

Sending out elders and some deacons does require a lot of resources.

Even so, most of the elders are still unwilling to go, preferring to stay in the sect and practice with peace of mind. The only way is to let them go to the major branches through high rates of return.

"This pattern has continued for millions of years. Is there a problem?"

An elder in charge of each hall of the Jingshen Sword Sect stood up. This person's name was Xia Rong, who was considered a business genius. Over the years, all major industries of the Jingshen Sword Sect have been prospering under his care.

"In the past, there was no problem. Although the expenses have increased, because there are stable customers, stable industries, and relatively stable income. Now the world has changed, and our thinking must also change with it, otherwise sooner or later we will be replaced by the times.

Abandoned."

Liu Wuxie looked at Xia Rong and said solemnly.

"Wuxie, please stop being so pretentious and quickly tell me how we can make changes."

Feng Hua is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She has been in charge of the Shenshui Sect industry.

"Before changing the inherent model, we have to do one more thing."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, a cold aura flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly time!

The atmosphere in the main hall became extremely bleak, and a faint murderous intention circulated in the sky above the main hall.

No one knows why Liu Wuxie suddenly released such terrifying murderous intent.

"What's up?"

This time, more than half of the people in the hall stood up and looked at Liu Wuxie eagerly.
Chapter completed!