Ye Wuxia and the others were usually very affectionate, but when it came to doing serious business, they were decisive and efficient. They were not reluctant to part ways for the time being, in order to get rid of their biggest threat as soon as possible.
The only requirement is that the sharing function be on at all times so that Fang Ruotang's voice can be heard.
Fang Ruotang readily agreed.
But as soon as they left, they immediately lost contact.
She's just like that scumbag woman who doesn't recognize people after she's done her work. It's making my head spin and I feel really uncomfortable.
She believed that Ye Wuxia and the others could understand.
If you can't, then learn to do it.
Fang Ruotang asked the small mirror for the coordinates, tore open a space, and traveled there.
Then I realized that it was pitch black all around me.
But it's not the kind of darkness that's covered by evil spirits; it's the kind of darkness that comes from the absence of light, like being locked in a room.
Before she could figure out what was going on, she heard shouts coming from ahead.
"If you don't dig out five pieces of magic ore by midnight tonight, I'll skin you alive."
Fang Ruotang concealed her aura and asked the small mirror.
[My goodness, where have you led me this time? This looks like a private place, right? A demon mine? You're not going to send me straight to some demon sect's mine, are you?]
Even a small mirror can be awkward.
He looked at the coordinates he was told, and then at the coordinates the adult had sent him.
He didn't know where things went wrong, but he couldn't possibly have said anything wrong, and the adults couldn't possibly have made a mistake either. There was only one possibility: the coordinates had moved on their own.
That's incredibly inconsiderate.
"You guessed correctly, this is the Demon Profound Sect's mine."
Why did you bring me here?
Little Mirror: ...
He is not, he did not.
After racking her brains, Little Mirror had a brilliant idea.
"My lord, this is a demonic ore mine. Don't you want it?"
Is the Demonic Profound Sect righteous or evil?
Regardless of good or evil, just do it.
"Isn't this inappropriate?"
What's wrong?
You're right, just do it.
Fang Ruotang was easily persuaded. Once the manager left, only one disciple came to this small area. The one assigned to work here must be a menial disciple from the Demonic Sect.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been subjected to such difficulties.
He walked over with his head down, looking utterly defeated, and without saying a word, he picked up a small hoe and began to swing it.
Fang Ruotang looked closely and was a little skeptical. She rubbed her eyes before she believed that he was really using a mortal hoe to work. If it were just a mortal tool, he wouldn't be unable to use it properly!
"At this rate, you won't be able to gather five pieces of magic ore by midnight tonight, or even tomorrow night or the night after!" Fang Ruotang couldn't help but speak up after seeing him wave the ore around a hundred times.
She was quite free, so she just sat in the corner with her hands supporting her chin, watching him swing the hoe.
She just wanted to see if he could dig it out.
She was getting anxious seeing him dig for so long.
That person is really stupid.
To accomplish something, one must first have the right tools.
Doesn't he understand such a simple principle?
“It’s already loosened,” the servant replied, then looked on in disbelief.
"Who are you?"
"Don't worry about who I am, I'll dig it up for you!"
Fang Ruotang channeled her magic and struck out with her palm.
The hard magic ore in front of the lowly servant was like tofu in Fang Ruotang's hands, crumbling instantly. There were thousands of magic ore pieces of all sizes on the ground.
The commotion was a bit too loud. The junior servant didn't say anything, but it attracted the attention of the other servant disciples. They stared at the scene in shock, and it took them a while to find the source of the noise.
"Lin Hua, how did you do that?"
Lin Hua looked at the spot where Fang Ruotang had just been standing, but there was nothing there.
He froze for a moment, then someone reached out and pushed him.
Fang Ruotang watched from the shadows.
Then they communicated their thoughts.
[Stop searching. I am an ancient, powerful being, now only a wisp of my divine soul remains hidden within this jade pendant. I only revealed myself because I sensed the impending death of my descendants.]
Lin Hua gasped, his expression one of disbelief, but instinctively he grasped a seemingly ordinary, unremarkable piece of broken jade in front of his chest.
This jade is more like a stone; I don't know where it came from, it's just some cheap stuff from a street stall.
But Fang Ruotang is clever!
Such a stone, worn like a treasure around the neck, is most likely to have a story behind it.
Anyway, if you're right, you're right; if you're wrong, it doesn't matter.
It really was given to him by his family.
However, apart from his family, no one else would give him one. With his aptitude, he probably wouldn't be able to find a Daoist partner to exchange jade pendants as tokens of love.
You, you are my ancestor?
[Tsk, don't shout. I don't want to acknowledge you. To think that I, a dignified Celestial Venerable, would have such a useless descendant like you is truly laughable.]
Fang Ruotang had long been able to read minds, so she had no trouble communicating with Lin Hua at all.
Seeing his stunned expression, and noticing the other servants' dissatisfaction with his silence, they quickly reminded him.
If you don't answer them, you're going to get beaten up.
Lin Hua is weak.
Even as a menial servant, he was at the bottom of the menial ranks.
The fighting was even more intense because they were menial laborers.
Only by bullying the weaker disciples who were also servants could he salvage that heart that was both insecure and arrogant.
"I...I don't know, it just suddenly exploded."
Are you sure you're not lying to us?
"No, I wouldn't dare!"
Lin Hua looked timid and hesitant, which made Fang Ruotang shake her head.
The handyman disciple who threatened him had a face full of fat and didn't look like a good person. If you asked Fang Ruotang how he could tell, it was simply because the other party was ugly.
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