10: Chapter 10 Back to My Old Trade: Becoming a Mountain King!

"Why are you wasting your breath on him? Just drag him out for me!"

Wang Fan lost his patience and roared at the Utility Disciple.

"Yes!"

The scrawny Disciple received the order, grabbed one of Chun Xiaobai's legs, and dragged him outside.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on?"

Chun Xiaobai, who was currently soaring through the clouds in his dreams, suddenly felt his body floating sideways out of his control.

When he opened his eyes, he realized he was being dragged out of his thatched hut.

He quickly scrambled up from the ground, patted the dust off his clothes, and looked up.

He found that all the new Utility Disciples who had arrived with him yesterday were standing in the open space in front of the thatched huts.

"We have to get up and work this early?"

Chun Xiaobai stood to the side, grumbling dissatisfiedly while yawning repeatedly.

It was mainly because he hadn't slept well last night.

This crappy thatched hut let the wind in from all sides, not to mention that besides him, quite a few "roommates" lived there as well.

In the middle of the night, he felt something nibble on his toe. He slapped it with his backhand, and when he picked it up to look, it was actually a two-jin rat.

It gave him such a fright that he slept with one eye open for the rest of the night, outwitting the group of rats until dawn.

Right at that moment.

A utility worker behind him with a clever look in his eyes walked past Xiaobai, bumping his shoulder against him.

He ran up to Wang Fan, pulled out a coin pouch, and said with a bow and a fawning smile.

"Manager Wang, a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Wang Fan took the bulging pouch and weighed it in his hand; a crisp clinking of metal came from inside.

The amount was quite substantial.

These bits of silver were useless to true Cultivators, but they were hard currency in the Mortal towns outside.

For people like them who could only linger in the Qi Refinement Stage for their entire lives with no real future, silver was the only valuable wealth they had besides Spirit Stones.

After all, if they left the Sect in the future, having this silver would allow them to live as wealthy old men.

Wang Fan tucked the pouch into his robes, then patted the Disciple's shoulder with satisfaction and praised him.

"You kid... you're sensible!"

"Senior Brother Liu of the Outer Sect's Chongyang Peak has two medicinal gardens that need watering. I'll leave that job to you."

"Thank you, Manager Wang!" The Disciple was immediately overjoyed.

“Holy crap, these damn unwritten rules are popular in every world!”

The corner of Chun Xiaobai's mouth twitched slightly.

Where someone leads, others follow.

Soon, those who wanted easy or lucrative jobs began stuffing silver and family heirlooms into Manager Wang's hands.

In a short while, Wang Fan's wide robes were stuffed full.

The cushy jobs, such as guarding medicinal fields, planting Spiritual Rice, or helping a Senior Brother feed Spirit Beasts, were all handed out.

The people remaining were similar to Chun Xiaobai—either they were tight on money to begin with, or they had arrived in such a hurry that they hadn't prepared for these "social graces."

Chun Xiaobai had a bad feeling in his heart.

And sure enough...

The joy on Wang Fan's face flashed as his small eyes landed on him first, and he pointed a finger.

"You! Go to Green Bamboo Peak and scrub the chamber pots for the Outer Sect Senior Brothers."

"What???"

Chun Xiaobai was completely stunned.

"Are you deaf? I told you to go scrub chamber pots!"

Wang Fan glared angrily and said impatiently.

"This Deacon will go and inspect later. If there's any smell, you kid will use your tongue to lick it clean for me."

Although immortal Cultivators could fast, that was only a method used when eating was inconvenient.

Low-level Cultivators still ate delicacies from the mountains that contained Spiritual Qi on a daily basis. What goes in must come out, so naturally, someone was needed for this job.

"That's not right!" Chun Xiaobai scratched his forehead.

When I was the Mountain King at Black Wind Stronghold, I was fed and dressed by others every day. Why did I run off to cultivate immortality only to end up scrubbing chamber pots for people?

Isn't life supposed to get better and better when you cultivate immortality?

How did this cultivation make This Great King's standard of living regress?

The more Chun Xiaobai thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

The more he thought, the more he felt he was losing out.

The more he thought, the more aggrieved he felt.

"To hell with cultivation! I'm quitting. I'm going back to my old trade and being my Mountain King!"

Seeing him standing there motionless, Wang Fan flew into a rage and raised his leg to kick him.

However, before his foot could land on Chun Xiaobai, his ankle was gripped tightly by Chun Xiaobai's large hand.

He curled his lips and pulled hard, thinking he would send the man tumbling head over heels.

As it turned out, he found that his leg seemed to be welded to the other's hand, not moving an inch.

"You old geezer, say that again." Chun Xiaobai looked up, his eyes cold. "What did you want This Great King to do?"

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Fan's face darkened instantly as he circulated his level two Qi Refinement cultivation.

His left hand condensed a ball of Spiritual Qi, gathering it into his fist as he smashed it toward Chun Xiaobai's face.

He thought he could cripple this slightly strong ant-like trash.

However, in the next second, his punch was still caught effortlessly in Chun Xiaobai's hand.

He tried to pull back with all his might, but it still didn't budge.

Only now did Wang Fan realize something was wrong. "I've run into a tough nut!"

The surrounding Utility Disciples all looked at Chun Xiaobai in horror. They really hadn't expected that this guy, who was also a Utility Disciple, could have such immense strength.

He had controlled Deacon Wang, who was at the second level of Qi Refinement, with just two hands.

Suddenly.

The anger on Wang Fan's face vanished, replaced by a fake smile.

"Haha!"

"That... brother, I was just joking with you before. If you don't like this job, I... I'll change it for you!"

"Change it?"

Chun Xiaobai gave a cold snort.

He knew clearly in his heart that since he had chosen to take action today, he definitely wouldn't be able to survive in this Utility Disciple area anymore.

How could this guy become a manager without some backing?

Especially in this immortal cultivation Sect where life was cheap and strength decided everything, would he be allowed to bully newcomers so steadily without connections?

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll change it for you!" Wang Fan suppressed the panic in his heart and continued.

"Senior Sister Wang of Danxia Peak is currently in need of an Alchemy Boy to do odd jobs. This... this cushy job will be given to you!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Disciples looked over with faces full of envy.

Doing odd jobs for an Alchemist!

This was a dream job for every Utility Disciple, because just picking up a few scraps of Medicinal Pills would be enough for them to match a month's work as a medicinal garden guard.

Chun Xiaobai saw the killing intent that couldn't be hidden deep in Wang Fan's eyes and sneered in his heart.

Utility Disciples like them, wanting to do odd jobs for an Alchemist?

They were probably going to be used as human test subjects for medicine!

"Crack!"

A tooth-aching sound of a bone snapping suddenly exploded in the quiet morning.

The surrounding Utility Disciples shuddered when they heard the sound and all took a step back abruptly.

"Ah——!!"

The ankle that Chun Xiaobai was holding had already gone limp, and the pain caused Wang Fan to let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"What are you all standing there for? Get him! Kill him! Whoever kills him gets the job as the Alchemy Boy!"

"Holy shit!" Chun Xiaobai raised an eyebrow.

"I was originally going to let it go after taking one of your legs, but you old geezer really don't know when to quit!"