Several elders couldn't help but speak coldly.
Lu Zun ignored them and continued looking at Fang Jin.
"He won't come back."
Fang Jin said with a stern expression, "Even if he returns, the decision has been made and cannot be revoked. From now on, Lu Chong is no longer a member of the Great Transformation Sect."
"Fine, fine, fine..."
Lu Zun trembled with anger.
"I hope you won't regret this."
With that said,
He stormed off, his robes swishing angrily.
Watching Lu Zun's angry demeanor, many elders looked on coldly, with even more laughing mockingly.
Meanwhile, Lu Chong
Had already entered the Dark Shadow Island.
He was eating dirt with a disheveled face.
Unaware that someone was secretly watching him.
This had become the standard procedure on Dark Shadow Island.
Chu Kuangshi was overseeing this matter.
According to him, all prisoners who entered Dark Shadow Island must first endure half a month of hardship.
Without experiencing this,
How could they appreciate how fortunate it was to become a disciple under the Master?
Finally,
After half a month, Chu Kuangshi brought people to find him, and after kowtowing and swearing eternal loyalty to the Master, he finally became one of Master Yi Feng's disciples.
After becoming a disciple, Chu Kuangshi was responsible for assigning their tasks.
Just then, Lu DaSheng came walking by with a pair of manure buckets.
"Old Chu, got new people again?" Lu DaSheng asked.
"Yes, Old Lu. What brings you here? Something up?" Chu Kuangshi said with a smile.
"Well, we're doing construction on the island, and there's too much manure work with too few hands. Saw you had new people, so I came to ask if you could assign one to me," Lu DaSheng said with a smile.
"Oh, is that so? No problem. Take a look at this newcomer and see if you're satisfied," Chu Kuangshi laughed, then pushed Lu Chong forward, saying, "Look, it's this young man."
"Hmm!"
Lu DaSheng circled around Lu Chong, examining him, then patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, the young man looks sturdy, he'll make a good manure carrier. You're the one."
"Young man, what are you standing there for? You probably don't know how lucky you are - being chosen by the Chief of Manure, you're about to reach the peak of your life," Chu Kuangshi laughed. "Hurry up and pay your respects to Great Manager Lu."
"Greetings, Manager Lu!"
Lu Chong bowed respectfully.
"Very good."
Lu DaSheng nodded approvingly.
With a wave of his hand, a pair of manure buckets appeared out of thin air.
"This is your equipment. It's entry-level and a bit basic, but it's still top-tier celestial gear. Use these for now, and later I'll get you supreme-tier celestial gear above the top-tier!"
Hearing this, Lu Chong's hands trembled.
"Top-tier celestial gear???"
His speech became stuttered, "And this is just entry-level?"
"Thank you, thank you, Manager Lu!"
Lu Chong knelt on the ground.
At this moment,
He completely believed what Gong Chen had told him.
He finally believed that he was about to reach the peak of his life.
"Don't thank me, thank the Master."
Lu DaSheng said calmly, "Over there is the Master's residence, the Martial Arts Hall. Pay your respects daily!"
"Yes!"
Lu Chong knelt on the ground, turned in that direction, and devoutly paid his respects toward the Martial Arts Hall.
Then, he followed Lu DaSheng's footsteps.
He had finally become a member of the manure-carrying team.
Several days later,
Lu Chong had become proficient at carrying manure.
In one day, he could carry over thirty loads.
The fruits rewarded from above each day also caused his cultivation to advance rapidly, and in just a few days, he became an eighth-level Mystic Immortal.
On this day,
He finally met his senior uncle Gong Chen on Dark Shadow Island.
"Greetings, Senior Uncle," Lu Chong said gratefully.
"No need for formalities, Chong," Gong Chen said with a smile, then leaned in close and asked softly, "By the way, whose command are you under now?"
"Reporting to Senior Uncle, I'm under Manager Lu's command," Lu Chong respectfully replied.
Hearing this,
Gong Chen's eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter.
"Excellent, excellent!"
"Chong, you're really fortunate to be under Master Lu's command. This is a great blessing. You must work hard and listen well to Master Lu's instructions!"
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