“Hmm!”
Yi Feng nodded solemnly.
Originally, he didn't want to keep this person, but thinking of Old Man Wu and those other old men, shoveling manure was probably too hard for them now. If they fell into the cesspool and drowned, it would be disastrous.
Whereas this Lu DaSheng looked much younger, and had shown up just at the right time, so why not make use of him.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng gritted his teeth and nodded.
If it's shoveling manure, then shoveling manure it is.
What's the big deal?
After all, those three Martial Lords had started doing farm work just now too.
Furthermore, being able to obtain treasures, what's a little manure shoveling? If this got out, countless top masters would probably fight over themselves to shovel manure.
So now that he thought about it, this was still an unmissable opportunity!
After understanding this, Lu DaSheng no longer felt averse to shoveling manure. He looked at Yi Feng eagerly and said, "Don't worry sir, I can shovel manure."
As he spoke, he slapped his chest for emphasis.
"Alright, it's settled then. Thirty gold coins to shovel all the manure needed here. Any objections?" Yi Feng asked.
"None!"
Lu DaSheng quickly shook his head. How could he not see that this guy was a big shot who had entered the mortal realm to play around? It was just for show. The three Martial Lords understood, so how could he not understand?
"However, I'll say this straight. Once you've agreed to this job, you can't leave until all the manure here is shoveled. If you work for two days then run off, don't blame me for being impolite!" Yi Feng said coldly.
"Yes, yes! I will definitely finish it, I will definitely finish it all!" Lu DaSheng nodded eagerly, his face full of anticipation. "Senior, hurry and take out the item. I'll start right away!"
Yi Feng looked at him for a moment.
Although this guy was quite unlikable, he seemed pretty reliable when it came to working. He also seemed quite enthusiastic about shoveling manure!
"Alright, follow me," Yi Feng said.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng quickly followed Yi Feng.
However, he realized that Yi Feng was not walking towards the shop. Puzzled, he asked, "Sir, shouldn't we get it from inside?"
"It's not in there, it's over here. Just follow me," Yi Feng said lightly. Still confused, Lu DaSheng followed Yi Feng to Old Man Wang next door. After exchanging a few words, Old Man Wang readily lent his pair of cess buckets and carrying pole to Lu DaSheng.
Seeing the cess buckets, Lu DaSheng's eyes nearly bulged out. Stuttering, he pointed at them and said, "S-Sir, just these?"
"What else could there be? I don't have cess buckets at my home," Yi Feng said solemnly.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng staggered back two steps, nearly choking from shock.
Why? Why wasn't it as he had imagined?
Lu DaSheng felt a sourness in his heart as feelings of grievance spread within. His eyes welled up with tears again.
"Sir, can I not do this job anymore?" Lu DaSheng asked gingerly.
Hearing this, Yi Feng's expression immediately hardened as his cold gaze fell upon him. He said heavily, "Are you trying to trick me?"
This glare nearly scared Lu DaSheng's soul out of his body. Shivering, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior, no no, I'll start right away."
"Then what are you still waiting for?"
"Today, carry all the manure from Old Man Wang's cesspool. If you can't finish, you're done for!" Yi Feng said heavily, not leaving Lu DaSheng any face. He realized now that Lu DaSheng was a complete scoundrel. Being polite wouldn't work with his kind.
Yi Feng's words made Lu DaSheng shiver violently.
Clearly, this guy was furious now. Even if he was still reluctant, he could only grit his teeth and get to work.
But looking at the cesspool, Lu DaSheng's tears finally spilled out, and he nearly fainted.
Damn it all.
How long had it been since they cleaned it? The manure was practically piled into a mountain.
But his indignation was useless. Moving swiftly, he started on the job, Yi Feng's earlier words still ringing in his ears. He didn't doubt that if he didn't finish, he would leave his life here.
Also, he didn't dare use his abilities either. Offending this guy again might cost him even the opportunity to shovel manure.
Lifting the buckets full of manure, Lu DaSheng ran off, leaving a trail of wind behind him.
As he ran, tears flowed uncontrollably down his face.
Losing those two storage rings was one thing, but for him, the number one alchemist of South Sha, to be shoveling manure, how could he show his face if this got out!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
