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

"Fine, let's practice then. Do you think I'm afraid of you? I've had enough of you. We're all just menial disciples, why should we pick your share? You want to cultivate, but does that mean we don't need to cultivate either?" Chen Huai'an suddenly raised his voice as he saw several menial disciples gathered in the courtyard.

Chen Huai'an did this not on a whim, but after careful consideration.

Old Man Li was indeed strong, but having served as a menial disciple for nearly sixty years, he had no upper limit to his growth, yet he still oppressed them so much. Not only was Chen Huai'an dissatisfied, but the other menial disciples who carried water in the courtyard were also resentful. However, because the other party was very strong, they dared not speak out.

At this moment, Chen Huai'an suddenly voiced his dissatisfaction, which immediately resonated with them.

"Brother Chen, we support you! Take down this old bastard! He's practically half-buried, yet he still dreams of pursuing some immortality path and exploiting us. He might as well be dead!" An older handyman disciple shouted from the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Li glared fiercely at the handyman disciple, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

"Old Li, we call you Uncle Li out of respect. We're just menial disciples, and all you do is bully us. If you're so capable, go bully those thugs! All you do is exploit us. Don't we need to cultivate too? We've been working until late every day just to get our share of your work. We're exhausted like dead dogs. Where do we have any extra time to cultivate?" Chen Huai'an saw that someone was agreeing with him, so he was halfway to success. What he needed was the support of his companions. That way, he would have extra time to cultivate, and becoming stronger would be perfectly reasonable.

Chen Huai'an's words immediately resonated with everyone.

"That's right. Everyone carries their own water every day. As long as we fill our own water tanks, we all have extra time to cultivate. Why should we help you? Just because you started learning earlier than us and are stronger than you? What if one day we surpass you in strength? Aren't you afraid of our revenge?" Someone chimed in, their tone turning chillingly threatening at the end.

Especially those older disciples who were doing odd jobs, their strength was all at the mid-stage of the Body Refinement Realm. Although they were not as strong as Old Man Li, if they really fought, Old Man Li would not gain any advantage if they all attacked together.

The other disciples who had joined Chen Huai'an at the same time were still young boys, and this kind of physical labor was extremely strenuous for them. Now that someone had jumped out to cause trouble, they were all provoked, their faces turning red. Their fists were clenched tightly, and they looked ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Chen Huai'an, it's all your fault! How dare you cause trouble!" Old Man Li's eyes flashed with cold light as he glared at Chen Huai'an with a death stare.

Chen Huai'an was not afraid of the other party, and he met the other party's gaze without flinching.

"Old Li, if you dare to lay a hand on us today, don't blame us for being impolite. At worst, none of us will fetch the water tomorrow. Let's see how you explain that to Steward Wu." One of the handymen suddenly shouted.

Now, what they need to do is unite. Only when everyone unites can they carry less water and have more time to cultivate.

They used to be able to finish fetching water quickly each day, working half a day and resting half a day if they were in a hurry. But now, they have to work all day long.

Especially the newcomers, they have to help them whether they want to or not, otherwise, if Manager Wu blames them, they will also be in trouble.

The disciples who fetch water in the canteen are too honest and only know how to accept their fate. Otherwise, they wouldn't still be doing this hard job of fetching water.

But when will this arduous task of carrying water ever end?

Instantly, the atmosphere in the backyard of the cafeteria became tense and ready to fight.

Old Man Li suddenly found himself on the opposite side of everyone.

Old Li clenched his fists tightly, staring intently at Chen Huai'an. It was all this guy's fault for stirring up trouble.

With so many people protecting Chen Huai'an today, he simply cannot and dares not make a move.

If he doesn't take action, he won't be able to suppress these ants. So, he'll have to spend time fetching water tomorrow, which will mean losing most of his cultivation time.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Trying to rebel?" Just as everyone was about to start a fight, Steward Wu walked out of the house, releasing a powerful aura as he stared intently at the crowd in the courtyard.

In an instant, the people in the courtyard were like defeated roosters.

"Alright, starting tomorrow, everyone will fetch their own water. If you want to squeeze out time for cultivation, then work hard to fetch water." Manager Wu said coldly when he saw that no one had anything to say.

He could turn a blind eye if the water-carrying team was in good order, but if they did become disorderly, it would be a dereliction of duty on his part as the person in charge, and he would have to step in to stop it.

When Manager Wu spoke, Old Man Li could only nod in agreement. Starting tomorrow, he would also join the water-carrying team to work.

"Chen Huai'an, regardless of whether you started this or not, you didn't complete your task of filling the water tank today. You have to finish filling it." After reprimanding Old Man Li, Manager Wu immediately turned his gaze to Chen Huai'an.

He thought this guy was from a small town, but he never expected him to have such skills. No wonder he's an educated man; he's really smart.

"Brother Chen, you're amazing! If you can't finish carrying all this water today, I'll carry it for you," Liu Qiaogui said admiringly to Chen Huai'an.

They had long disliked Old Man Li, and now that someone had finally spoken up for him, it was a good thing, as it bought them time to cultivate. They didn't want to keep carrying water all the time.

"No need. I can fetch the rest of the water myself. What you need to do is take the time to rest well so you'll have the energy to work tomorrow. If you rest early, you'll have plenty of time to cultivate and become stronger." Chen Huai'an refused with a smile, not wanting to owe them any favors.

These people helped him fetch water tonight. Tomorrow, if he finishes his task ahead of schedule, will he have to help them fetch water again? He doesn't want to owe them such favors.

"Okay, see you tomorrow then. We're going to rest now." Liu Qiaogui nodded and said, knowing that Chen Huai'an didn't want to owe them any favors.

Starting tomorrow, they will be free from exploitation and will have plenty of time to train and become stronger.

"Kid, let you be smug for a while. I'll see how I deal with you tomorrow." Old Li said viciously as he watched Chen Huai'an go to fetch water.

If Chen Huai'an wanted, he could simply pour the spiritual spring water from his gourd space into the water tank, and the task would be complete. However, Chen Huai'an did not do so; in short, it wasn't worth it.

The spiritual spring water in the gourd space was a treasure; he couldn't bear to part with it.

Furthermore, carrying water is also a form of spiritual practice, depending on your mindset.

Furthermore, Chen Huai'an also needs a lot of time to cultivate and become stronger.

The conflict occurred in the backyard of the cafeteria, at the Zhang family, a cultivation family located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Zhang Mu's death caused quite a stir in the Zhang family.

Zhang Mu was in the late stage of Body Refinement, and in another year or two he would be able to break through to the Qi Refining stage, at which point he would be able to join the outer sect of the Azure Cloud Sect. But now, such a promising disciple has died, and the Zhang family will definitely not sit idly by.

More importantly, Zhang Mu has an older brother who is an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect and has the strength of the third level of the early stage of Qi Refining.

Zhang Mu is dead, and his elder brother Zhang Tao will definitely not let this go.