The Leisurely Life of a Young Man in the World of Cultivation

Over the next few days, Lu Changfeng was extremely busy.

I arrive at the store half an hour early in the morning to start preparing to fill empty bottles with milk and then put them in the counter.

As soon as the store opened, parents with children rushed over to buy Zengling Milk like crazy.

Fortunately, this stuff is limited, with only a hundred bottles produced per day, so it usually sells out in less than half an hour.

While the other three types of regular milk have nutritional value many times that of beef, the people of Tianxing City have no shortage of food, so not many people buy them.

After a few days of adjustment, Lu Changfeng finally got the hang of the work rhythm.

It wasn't until mid-November that Lu Changfeng, who had just started work, unexpectedly discovered that the counter opposite him, which had been empty the day before, was now completely filled with items.

The most crucial thing is that there was actually a familiar face standing behind this counter, Golden Chicken.

However, compared to how he was a month ago, he now seems much quieter, clearly indicating that his month in the sect has been very difficult.

As Lu Changfeng was sizing up the other person, Li Mingfei also felt the newcomer's gaze.

When I looked up, I was immediately startled.

"Y-you, what are you doing here?"

Lu Changfeng shrugged in response.

"I work here, but what are you doing here?"

"Aren't you the son of the King of Jin? Are you also short of spirit stones?!"

Hearing Lu Changfeng's words, Li Mingfei gritted his teeth in anger.

"It's all because of you! If you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have said those things!"

"Now look what's happened! I finally got into the sect, and now I'm being ostracized because of this!"

Then he sighed repeatedly.

"But I also want to thank you!"

Hearing this, Lu Changfeng was very puzzled.

"Thank me? What do you mean?"

Looking back, I don't think I did anything, I just hit him a few times. Could it be because of that?

Could he be a masochist? No way, it's said that before time travel, many people were the apple of their family's eye since childhood, but after being beaten a few times, they became depraved.

Could it be that this guy is like that too?

Sure enough, the next moment Li Mingfei sighed and explained,

"It all started when you beat me up back then!"

hiss!

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng took two steps back in terror.

Seeing his expression, Li Mingfei, though young, wasn't stupid and immediately realized that Lu Changfeng had misunderstood. So he quickly explained.

"It's not what you think."

"What I mean is, if you hadn't discovered this and reminded me by hitting me, I probably would have still said something outrageous!"

"Things won't be like this then; my entire family will likely be implicated!"

"So I was thinking of thanking you next time I see you!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Holy crap, that's what I was thinking back then?"

I hit this guy simply because I didn't like him, but he somehow managed to call it a reminder?

Little did he know, Li Mingfei was even more bewildered upon hearing this, and after realizing what had happened, he erupted in fury.

"What? Didn't you hit me specifically to warn me?"

Lu Changfeng scratched his head sheepishly at this.

"Ugh, who told you to be so irritating back then!"

"What are you still saying? You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Go down and receive your punishment!"

"Imagine if you went to an ordinary city, and suddenly a little beggar appeared out there, babbling and telling you to go down and be punished, looking down on you. Could you resist hitting him?"

Li Mingfei nodded.

"That makes sense!"

He quickly realized what he was doing, and pointed to himself, saying each word clearly and deliberately.

"What? You're saying I'm a little beggar?"

"I am the son of the dignified Prince Jin, and you're calling me a little beggar?"

Judging from his expression, Lu Changfeng knew that he probably knew very little about the sect's affairs over the past month, so he took advantage of his time off to explain.

"Well, don't be upset, your situation really is similar to that of a little beggar!"

This made Li Mingfei laugh in anger. He immediately crossed his arms, raised his little face, and stared straight at Lu Changfeng.

"Alright, I'd like to hear what you have to say. If you can explain it, I'll give you ten thousand taels. If not, I...I...I..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look around. There was nothing he could do; as the son of the Prince of Jin, he had absolutely no authority here, and couldn't even threaten anyone.

Suddenly he had an idea.

"If you can't explain yourself, I'll spit on your counter every day!"

Pfft!

Lu Changfeng burst out laughing at his sudden childlike remark.

"Hahaha, you spitting? Do you even know how to spit?"

Don't be skeptical, because he knows that many people before he transmigrated didn't know how to spit. This guy in front of him is the son of a prince, and he has been pampered since childhood. He might not know how to spit!

"Ugh! You actually said I can't spit!"

"You just wait, I'll throw up right now!"

Li Mingfei was furious when Lu Changfeng said he couldn't spit, so he immediately started spitting as hard as he could.

Although this kid is only ten years old, he has already grown to 1.6 meters tall because he is well-nourished. If you don't count his words and actions, he doesn't look very young anymore.

This is probably the main reason why people in ancient times died so quickly; they matured too early!

However, the golden-haired chicken was surprisingly amusing.

At this moment, Xie Zhixing walked back from outside. Seeing Li Mingfei spitting repeatedly and Lu Changfeng watching the show on the other side, he knew it was definitely this brat's doing.

Snapped!

"Ouch, Uncle Xie, why did you hit me?"

Lu Changfeng immediately suffered a severe head injury, but Xie Zhixing pointed to Li Mingfei opposite him.

"Tell me, what's going on with that guy over there?"

Left with no other option, Lu Changfeng recounted his encounter with the golden-haired chicken. Xie Zhixing chuckled after hearing it.

"Haha, this guy's interesting."

"Alright, stop teasing him and just tell us!"

After hearing his words, Li Mingfei stopped spitting and stared intently at Lu Changfeng, clearly wanting to know the reason as well.

"Alright, alright!"

"Simply put, joining the Heavenly Star Sect is extremely easy. For example, as long as you have a relative who has joined the sect, even if they are an outer disciple, you can bring along someone with a clean identity and spiritual roots to join the sect anytime, anywhere!"

"Only those with absolutely no connection will be selected through the spirit-testing competition!"

"Tell me, is there a problem with comparing you to a beggar?"

Lu Changfeng shrugged, explaining with a helpless expression.

Li Mingfei fell silent. If Lu Changfeng's assessment was true, his situation was indeed equivalent to that of a beggar.

However, how could he, the son of the Prince of Jin, possibly admit it on the spot?

"Nonsense! Did you drop this ten thousand tael silver note?!"

Holding the newly acquired ten thousand taels of silver notes, Lu Changfeng couldn't help but whistle.

"Wow, I just found ten thousand taels of silver for free! I'm treating everyone to dinner tonight after get off work. Uncle Xie, Golden Chicken, you guys come too!"