Seeing this scene.
Everyone present focused their eyes on the brick.
Hiss!
Without exception, they gasped in unison.
The ancient aura emanating from it made them instantly recognize that this was an Immortal Artifact.
After following Yi Feng for so long, it was no surprise that Yi Feng could take out an Immortal Artifact.
However, having every single brick used to establish the sect be of this standard was too much for them to remain seated.
Perhaps not even the Immortal Palaces in the Immortal Realm have such financial power.
"Old Zhao, let's go, let's hurry and find wood for the sir." Old Qian promptly stood up and urged Old Zhao.
"Oh, alright, we'll set off immediately."
Old Zhao also hurriedly stood up and agreed.
Regarding the task Yi Feng had given them, they still felt it was quite difficult. But compared to the tasks of Ye Bei and the others, theirs was simply child's play!
They pitifully glanced at Ye Bei and the others, then the two old men quickly left.
"Alright, Ye Bei, take a group and follow me to build the kiln and make bricks. Old Guan, you two go find workers according to the standards I mentioned earlier," Yi Feng ordered. As if recalling something, he added, "Remember, not only must they be strong, but their age should not be too old either."
After saying that, Yi Feng took Ye Bei and the others to find a place to build the kiln.
Guan Yunpeng and Han Tianque were left standing there with embarrassment written all over their faces.
They must be strong.
And not too old.
Muttering to themselves, the two looked towards the errand boy with smiles on their faces as they walked over and pulled him aside.
"Boy, let's talk over there for a bit," the two old men said with a grin.
The errand boy followed them to the side with a puzzled look.
"Ahem, boy, may I ask how much cultivation you have now?" The two old men nervously asked, waiting in suspense for the errand boy's reply.
After all, according to Yi Feng's words.
The standard for recruiting workers would be based on this boy.
So whatever cultivation level this boy had would determine what level of cultivation the workers they recruit need to have.
"Telling you two seniors won't hurt. Just don't laugh at me, that's all," the errand boy shyly scratched his nose and responded quite bashfully.
Hearing this, Guan Yunpeng heaved a sigh of relief.
It looked like this boy's cultivation level shouldn't be too high.
If that's the case, then their pressure would be greatly reduced. They would just need to lower the age requirement when recruiting.
Guan Yunpeng then hurriedly reassured, "Don't worry boy, we absolutely won't laugh at you. Just go ahead and tell us."
"Alright then," the boy nodded bashfully and said awkwardly, "This inferior one has been following the sir for a year and a half and only managed to advance from Martial King to Six Orders Martial Emperor. To put it bluntly, I'm just a nobody."
"Six?"
"O-Only... Six Orders Martial Emperor?"
Upon hearing this, Guan Yunpeng was caught so off guard he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Han Tianque was even more unlucky - he slipped and fell headfirst into the lake.
"Oh seniors..."
The errand boy quickly pulled Han Tianque out.
Han Tianque didn't care about his sorry state. Eyes wide open, he stared at the errand boy and asked with trembling lips: "W-w-what cultivation did you say you had?"
"Six Orders. Just an insignificant Six Orders," the errand boy replied.
Upon receiving confirmation again, Han Tianque felt like he was ready to die.
That meant the standard they had to recruit workers at couldn't just be young, but at least Six Orders Martial Emperor in cultivation?
Hiss!
Even if they searched the entire Immortal River Continent, there might not even be that many people who met those criteria!
And even if there were, would they be able to find them?
One must know, those who reach this level of cultivation are all monstrous geniuses!
This mission is too difficult!
"Seniors, as I've said before, my cultivation level is a bit low, but please don't laugh at me," the errand boy innocently said.
"Y-Yeah... a bit low..."
Guan Yunpeng and Han Tianque grimaced, at that moment resenting the urge to beat up this boy. They had never met anyone so infuriating!
But what else could they do? Faced with the sir's orders, no matter how difficult, they had to do their best.
"Qing, so boring!"
On the lakeside, Lu Benwei sat cross-legged, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth as he lay on the ground and lazily said.
"Yeah, boring," the dog replied as he splayed his hind legs and took a piss at the base of a tree.
"Hey bros, why don't we take the birds out for a walk?" A centipede crawled out from the grass roots with a grin and suggested.
"What's there to walk with a mixed mutant freak bird?" Lu Benwei glanced at the black-feathered bird tied next to them, along with three other Western Demon Forest beasts and immortals, with disdain.
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something.
Spitting out the blade of grass in his mouth, he sat up and looked towards the distance.
Wedged inside some nearby rocky crevices was a conspicuously large, black buttocks that kept shaking about.
"Waa waa, what's going on with this island?"
"I'm really just a cute little bear bear. Waa waa, with so many terrifying creatures everywhere, this won't even let me live in peace..."
"You can't see me."
"You can't see me, baa baa baa, you can't see me."
The black bear tucked his head into the crevice, stuck out his buttocks, and trembled as he desperately prayed.
Yet just as he was chanting, a sudden kick flew in and struck his butt.
"Ah!"
The black bear reflexively jumped up, and was instantly met with the sight of these few terrifying existences.
"Ah."
"D-Don't come near me."
"I'm very powerful, be careful or I'll choke you all."
"Heh."
"Ha..."
As he spoke in a panic, the black bear gestured fiercely to seem intimidating.
Seeing that he wasn't scaring them off, his courage instantly deflated as he clutched his chest and lay on the ground.
"Bro, bro."
"I'm just a harmless little bear bear."
"I was wrong, don't come over. Ouch oww I can't take it anymore. I can't go on, I'm dead, I'm dying..."
Having said that, he stuck out his tongue and collapsed motionless to the ground...
"Oh?"
"A professional?"
"In my life, I, Night Wind, have never admired anyone in this area before. You're the first."
Upon seeing this spectacle, the centipede known as Night Wind emerged from the top of the dog's head and immediately voiced sounds of appreciation.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
