Hua Junhao's original intention was to express his dislike for Yang Yitian working so hard, and to subtly satirize Qi Zhiheng's incompetence in making his Shuang'er sell things in public! Isn't that the behavior of an incompetent man?
Essentially, he just wanted to spend spirit stones to make Qi Zhiheng look foolish, but he didn't expect that the price he offered was too low. However, it seemed a bit unworthy for him to spend a lot of spirit stones just to humiliate Qi Zhiheng. So he had to compose himself and said, "Then give me twenty meat skewers and twenty vegetarian skewers. Keep the change."
Yang Yitian unceremoniously stuffed the spirit stones into his pocket and handed Hua Junhao some skewers: "Thank you for your patronage! It's a small business, please bring your own tables, chairs, and dishes!"
Yang Yitian subtly tried to get rid of him, and Hua Junhao's expression turned sour. However, it was rather comical for him to be carrying twenty skewers of grilled meat in one hand, which was really damaging to his elegant image. So he had no choice but to leave awkwardly with the skewers in his hand.
Qi Zhiheng was very satisfied with Yang Yitian's performance and continued to focus on preparing the ingredients.
That day, as Sheng Mingyue was enjoying a hearty meal of skewers, thousands of bruised and battered cultivators began to walk into the mountain gate. Sheng Mingyue smiled with delight, finding it extremely amusing.
When Liang Wencheng saw that smile, he thought his senior brother had a really wicked sense of humor.
Qi Zhiheng looked at these people, all covered in dirt and with bruises and swelling, and was somewhat puzzled.
There were tens of thousands of people who came for the reference, but now there are only a few thousand.
"The group isn't all here yet, is it?" That was the only explanation Qi Zhiheng could offer.
These disheveled examinees, having finally overcome numerous obstacles to reach the mountain gate, were immediately enraged to see everyone eating barbecue skewers! They had braved swamps, slain strange beasts, and fought tooth and nail for the Golden Silk Magpie! And these people were just eating barbecue skewers!
Because the number of golden magpies along this route was so limited—there were instances of thousands of people vying for a single one—quite a few people fell off the bridge over the cliff. This eliminated most of the participants. While the chances of death for those who fell were slim, climbing back up alone would be extremely difficult.
Some candidates, unable to catch enough golden magpies, had to turn back to see if any had slipped through the net.
It was impossible for the remaining people to reach Genseiin within the allotted time.
The remaining several thousand people were brought into the mountain gate and registered the golden magpies they had. Without exception, each of them had only ten golden magpies in their golden cage.
Anyone who dares to bring an extra one will be ganged up on and beaten, which is why those who come from this route generally achieve only mediocre results.
Seeing the leisurely demeanor of those scions of wealthy families, these candidates immediately realized they had been tricked. Several of them glared fiercely at Sheng Mingyue, convinced he was the culprit who had prevented them from achieving good results.
Sheng Mingyue paid no attention to their hostility. As soon as the Spirit King's power was unleashed, the eyes of those people changed from reproach to fear, and they looked around nervously.
Qi Zhiheng said, "As long as you have the ability, no one will dare to voice their opinions."
Seeing this development, Yang Yitian nodded thoughtfully.
"It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. We shouldn't provoke truly despicable people, otherwise even if they are no match for us, it doesn't stop them from using underhanded tactics."
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian packed up the stall and went to meet Sheng Mingyue.
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