You think I have mixed spiritual roots? I became an immortal through a spirit gourd, so what are you

He also did chopping wood and diving in Huai Shu Village.

This task, while not exactly arduous, wasn't particularly difficult.

If Chen Huai'an were an ordinary person who had just started practicing and had not yet broken through to the first level of body refinement, tasks like carrying water and chopping wood would be the most arduous.

Water is carried from the foot of the mountain to the top, which is a very physically demanding job.

On the summit of a miscellaneous peak, there are several thousand people. The food for these several thousand people depends on a few miscellaneous disciples fetching water from down the mountain.

During the day, I was exhausted from carrying water, so I had no time to cultivate myself at night.

Therefore, many people do not want to do such a hard job.

Such arduous tasks are a privilege reserved for those who receive special attention and care within the organization.

Needless to say, this task must have been assigned to him by that bastard Zhang Hu.

Could Chen Huai'an refuse?

Chen Huai'an dared not and did not want to think about the consequences of refusing.

"I choose to carry water." Chen Huai'an didn't hesitate much. Between chopping wood and carrying water, he chose to carry water.

The task of chopping wood might be relatively easier, but that only applies to ordinary people.

Chen Huai'an was thinking of fetching water, but he wasn't fetching the stream at the foot of the mountain; he was fetching the spiritual spring water from the sect.

Ordinary river water can evolve into spiritual spring water when it enters the purple gourd's space. If the water is already spiritual spring water, even if the spiritual energy in the spring water is weak, it will definitely evolve into a higher-level spring water when placed in the gourd's space.

Chen Huai'an would never miss such an opportunity to take advantage of a bargain.

"Fine, this is your choice, so don't blame your senior brother for not giving you a chance." The disciple in charge didn't expect Chen Huai'an to be so ungrateful, and he also felt unlucky.

According to the information he had, Chen Huai'an had opened up thirty meridians. Such a person could not possibly exist without powerful backing. He was a fat sheep. If he wanted to change tasks, he could arrange a good job for him. He had prepared lucrative positions for him, such as tending spirit fields and raising spirit pets. He would only need to give a token amount.

But this bastard completely ignored his hints, so don't blame him for assigning him the hardest job.

"Thank you, senior brother. I will definitely do my best and live up to the sect's expectations of me," Chen Huai'an said with a forced smile, cupping his hands in greeting.

Chen Huai'an wasn't stupid; how could he not understand the other party's implication? On his way here, he had also heard that as long as he gave the senior brother in charge of assigning tasks a little something, he could get a good job.

However, Chen Huai'an had valuable items in his possession, and he was afraid that if he took them out, the other party would target him.

This person is in the sect's management. In the sect, if you don't have connections, how could you get to such a position?

Being targeted by someone like that would be more troublesome than being targeted by a bully like Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu, Chen Huai'an was determined to kill him if he had the chance. However, the disciple who assigned the task was not only far more powerful than Zhang Hu, but also held a status that a small cultivator like himself could not challenge.

Chen Huai'an went to the canteen to report for his assignment, and the disciple in charge spat at him. "Pah, I thought he was a fat sheep, but he turned out to be a penniless pauper. He didn't even get a single tael of silver. Such a piece of trash is only fit to do those rough and tiring jobs."

Chen Huai'an heard the other party's curses. He paused for a moment, then quickly left.

If you're weak and have no say, you should just obediently do your work and not cause trouble.

Soon, Chen Huai'an arrived at the cafeteria.

Chen Huai'an had eaten in the cafeteria before, but now he was in the back kitchen, which was the backyard of the cafeteria kitchen.

There were already people waiting there. Nearby were several servants and disciples. In the corner, there was a reclining chair where a fat, middle-aged man in a Taoist robe lay, his robe gleaming with oil. A palm-leaf fan covered his face, obscuring his features. Hearing footsteps coming from the courtyard, he spoke.

"Is everyone here?"

"Reporting to Steward Wu, everyone has arrived."

Chen Huai'an didn't know what to say, just like the other teenagers nearby who all had long, sour faces, he just stood there blankly.

Manager Wu, with his large, oily belly, stood up and came to the front of the crowd.

"You guys are in charge of the canteen's water supply, and you guys are in charge of chopping firewood. If you delay the chef's cooking, I'll skin you alive."

Chen Huai'an then took a look at his companions. There were four newcomers who had come to report for duty. The others were all older than him. One of them looked to be in his fifties or sixties and looked like he was about to die.

"Boss Wu, finally two new people have come to take over for us. If this continues, we will never be able to break through to the Qi Refining Realm in our entire lives." The withered old man grinned at Chen Huai'an and the young man behind him, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth, which looked very creepy.

Even Chen Huai'an and those teenagers had a bad feeling when they heard this.

Being assigned to fetch water in the cafeteria doesn't seem like a very good job.

Furthermore, although these people were dressed like disciples of the Qingyun Sect's miscellaneous service peak, their attire gave him a strange and incongruous feeling.

An elderly man in his fifties or sixties is still doing odd jobs in the sect. Haven't they broken through to the Qi Refining Realm?

These elderly people are old enough to be Chen Huai'an's grandfather. Do they still have to carry water?

Judging from this, he's been carrying water in the canteen of the miscellaneous servants' quarters for half his life.

"Old Li, these lads are in your hands now. No matter what method you use, keep these water tanks full every day." Manager Wu said coldly.

Those who get assigned here are all unlucky guys; they won't get any benefits.

"To save time fetching water, you will stay in this courtyard. There is a spiritual spring three miles from this canteen down the mountain. All you have to do is fill these water tanks. This is also a kind of training for you. You will know the benefits of doing this when you break through to the middle stage of body refinement." Manager Wu continued to lie on the recliner, while the withered old man led Chen Huai'an and the others to fetch water.

Three miles, and a round trip is six miles. This is a huge undertaking.

As Chen Huai'an was leaving, he saw eighteen large water vats in the yard. The eight of them were each responsible for two vats. Relying on these wooden buckets, they would make dozens of trips a day to fill the vats.

"Three li is such a long distance! Why not build an irrigation canal to bring the water up the mountain?" A young boy exclaimed in surprise after hearing what Old Man Li said.

Even for immortal masters at the Body Refinement Realm, these three miles are still a considerable challenge.

With so much time wasted on fetching water, how are they supposed to cultivate? It will be ages before they can break through to the Body Refinement Realm!

"Building an irrigation canal? Dream on. There are high-level cultivators who can summon rain with a single spell. If they were to help, you wouldn't need to fetch water at all." Old Man Li rolled his eyes.

Carrying water is both a task and a form of training, but it's quite arduous. If you can break through to the late stage of body refinement, you won't need to carry water anymore.

They had stayed in Qingyun Sect for decades without obtaining any immortal destiny to break through to the late stage of Body Refinement. They either continued to struggle to the death or applied to leave the sect to enjoy their old age. However, they were truly unwilling to leave like this.

Therefore, they kept applying to the sect to send more disciples to fetch water and do odd jobs, so that they would have time to cultivate and break through.

"Wouldn't doing this waste a lot of manpower and resources?" Chen Huai'an said, somewhat puzzled.

High-level cultivators can solve this with a single spell, so why should low-level cultivators waste so much manpower and resources on this useless work?