Li Hongtian nodded repeatedly like a pecking chick.
Although he didn't understand why they shouldn't offend Human Immortals and Earth Immortals, seeing Lu Chong's serious demeanor, he suspected there must be good reason for the warning.
After a simple meal, Lu Chong glanced at the sky and put down his chopsticks.
"Please continue eating, you two. I'm finished."
Lu Chong slowly stood up.
"Ah..."
Seeing this, Li Hongtian anxiously asked, "Is my food not good? Why did you finish so quickly, Brother Lu?"
"Don't worry, Governor Li. The meal was excellent, but I have more important matters to attend to."
After speaking, Lu Chong walked out of the house and into the sunlight. Under the sun's rays, he took out his pair of manure buckets.
Even though he had shed his reputation as a worthless person and had even become what Li Hongtian called a heaven-blessed genius, he dared not forget his roots.
And he especially dared not forget Steward Lu's teachings.
Love your buckets as you love yourself.
No.
Love them more than yourself.
Therefore, the thrice-daily maintenance of his manure buckets - morning, noon, and evening - was absolutely essential.
Wiping.
Caressing.
Polishing and waxing.
Not a single step could be skipped.
Li Hongtian saw Lu Chong abandon his meal to sit in the scorching sun on the doorstep, completely absorbed in holding his bucket. Unable to contain his curiosity, he put down his chopsticks and followed.
He wanted to see exactly what Lu Chong was doing.
Just as he approached, before he could even ask, he froze in place as if struck by lightning, cold sweat streaming down his face.
Because at that moment, Lu Chong was performing the polishing step.
According to Steward Lu's experience, using a trace of immortal power while polishing would achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Lu Chong had just infused a tiny bit of power into the bucket.
With this trace of power, the previously ordinary-looking manure bucket suddenly emanated the aura of a top-grade Immortal Artifact.
And this aura.
Was precisely what Li Hongtian felt as he approached.
Li Hongtian's legs were now trembling.
That aura was simply too terrifying.
With quivering lips, he couldn't help but ask, "B-Brother Lu, may I ask, what exactly is that in your hands?"
"Oh, this is my manure bucket."
Lu Chong replied casually while continuing to polish.
"Hiss!"
Li Hongtian's buttocks clenched involuntarily as he asked with wide eyes, "You... you really are a manure collector?"
"Why would I lie about that?"
Lu Chong couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
Li Hongtian felt his heart skip a beat.
Though he believed eight or nine parts of what Lu Chong said were true, the manure collecting part was the one thing he thought was a joke.
After all.
How could a powerful cultivator at the late stage of True Essence Immortal Realm be collecting manure?
But now it seemed Lu Chong really was a manure collector.
No, wait.
Something occurred to Li Hongtian, making his heart skip another beat.
He realized he had been focusing on the wrong point.
Because the bigger question should have been: why would a manure bucket emit such a powerful aura?
"Brother Lu, may I ask, is that bucket in your hands a... a top-grade Immortal Artifact?" Li Hongtian asked nervously.
"Yes, it is."
Lu Chong answered while holding up the bucket to carefully examine it in the sunlight, checking for any remaining traces of excrement.
"It's really a top-grade Immortal Artifact, truly a top-grade Immortal Artifact." Li Hongtian's eyes gleamed as he stared at Lu Chong's pair of buckets, his heart unable to calm down. He couldn't help but ask, "So you... you use top-grade Immortal Artifacts to collect manure?"
"Of course!"
Lu Chong nodded.
Upon receiving Lu Chong's confirmation, Li Hongtian completely lost his composure, clutching his chest and breathing heavily.
Using top-grade Immortal Artifacts to collect manure.
This was absolutely unheard of and unseen before.
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