In the clouds on the mountainside, Luke Dong was flying his sword, his chest heaving with the rage in his heart still raging. He was indeed afraid of harming the enemy, but Jiang Zheng guessed the reason wrong. "This boy must have a great opportunity, otherwise how could his cultivation level be so amazing? It seems that if we want to take him down, we have to think of a foolproof method. We can’t alert the other old guys, and we can get rid of this kid and seize the opportunity... We have to do it as soon as possible. This kid’s cultivation is improving so quickly. If we let him successfully build his foundation, not only will we be unable to capture him, but we will also have to worry about him in the future..." He thought over and over again in his mind, and suddenly he thought of something. He felt enlightened, laughed loudly, turned around and flew towards the top of the mountain. … Jiang Zheng sat on the table, drumming his fingers on it, unable to calm down. "Brother Jiang..." Tiezhu walked in cautiously, interrupting his thoughts. "Why would the elders of the Contribution Hall come to see you? Did you cause trouble?"
He asked hesitantly, looking a little worried. In his eyes, the elder is an extremely important figure who must not be provoked. "Don't worry, I'm fine" Jiang Zheng turned around and spoke calmly, his eyes falling on the bowl full of meat in the other person's hand, feeling a little helpless. But at the same time, I also felt a little warm in my heart, thinking that Tiezhu was a real person who treated me sincerely and was a friend worth making. “Here, eat it while it’s hot.” "Thank you," Jiang Zheng took the meat and thanked him, not rejecting the other party's kindness. This also means that he recognized Tiezhu as his friend from the bottom of his heart. Tiezhu put down the meat, exchanged a few words and left. Jiang Zheng ate a few bites and then sat cross-legged on the bed to practice. Although he had obtained a mid-grade spiritual root, the higher his realm went, the slower his progress. Jiang Zheng had no idea how much effort it would take just to consolidate the ninth level of Qi Refining. As for building the foundation, I haven't even touched the threshold yet. My current situation doesn't allow me to take my time. Luke Dong was like a sword hanging over his head, and he never knew when it would suddenly strike. This made him anxious, but there was nothing he could do. If he wants to quickly improve his cultivation, he needs the help of spirit stones, but he is currently short of money and cannot afford a single spirit stone. To be honest, there is another way... elixirs, but I don’t even have spirit stones, let alone expensive elixirs. Jiang Zheng scratched his head, and suddenly his eyes caught sight of the gourd beside him. He slapped his head and said, "How could I forget about this! The water soaked in this cultivation-enhancing elixir must also be able to improve cultivation!" The water in the gourd was exactly what he had soaked with the [Qingling Pill] before, and the function of the Qingling Pill was to improve one's cultivation. He had taken a sip when he had no previous cultivation and felt all the pores on his body swell. Now that he thought about it, it was all wasted and his heart was bleeding! He picked up the gourd and drank it in big gulps. He felt all the pores on his body dilate and spiritual energy spread from his body. Jiang Zheng did not dare to delay for a moment, and worked hard to practice his skills to refine the spiritual energy in his body and slowly improve his cultivation. The sky fell into darkness. When the sun rose again, the gourd was empty. Jiang Zheng opened his eyes.
"It's just water soaked with spiritual elixirs, but the effect is not worse than spiritual stones. The spiritual energy in my body has become much stronger, but I still can't feel the threshold of building a foundation..." He looked out the window and said, "Oh no, I forgot the time. I'm afraid it's already lunchtime, and I haven't completed the tasks assigned by the sect today... Forget it, they are probably busy practicing and don’t need me anymore.” After changing his mind, Jiang Zheng gave up the idea of visiting the outer disciples, and just when he was about to continue practicing. There was noisy footsteps outside the house, and he said to himself: "It's so lively, could something have happened?" At this time, footsteps were approaching his house quickly, and the door was knocked loudly. It was obvious that more than one person was knocking. "You came for me?" Jiang Zheng was a little surprised and asked himself subconsciously: I didn't do anything. "Is that Jiang Zheng in there?!" "Come out, come out quickly!" Before he could think, he heard a voice urging him from outside the house, with a very unfriendly tone. This made him even more confused. Helplessly, Jiang Zheng had to get out of bed to see what was going on. He was shocked when he opened the door! I saw a large crowd of people outside the house. I was afraid that all the disciples who did the menial work were here. “Everyone…” Just as he was about to ask what happened, he was interrupted by someone. "Stop talking nonsense! Are you Jiang Zheng?" someone asked loudly. "Um... I am, may I ask..." Jiang Zheng was even more confused. From the other party's attitude, it seemed that he had some deep hatred against him, but he clearly didn't know the other party. "Jiang Zheng..." After getting the answer, the other party crossed his arms, looked him up and down, and said disdainfully: "I have been in Lingxi Sect for so many years, why have I never seen you? Where did you come from?" Jiang Zheng was about to speak again, but the other party interrupted him again: "I see that you have no cultivation at all, and probably have inferior spiritual roots. Why did the elder let you be the manager?" After saying this, he glared at Jiang Zheng fiercely, as if he wanted to suppress him in momentum. "That's right, where did this young man come from? Why do you think you can be the manager?" I don't know who took the lead, but it suddenly aroused public anger. "That's right, why should he be superior to us?" "If he becomes the manager, I will be the first to disagree!" "Well said! I don't agree either!" “…” All of a sudden, everyone rushed up, pointing at Jiang Zheng's nose and cursing him, as if they wanted to eat him alive. While Jiang Zheng was startled, he keenly grasped two words...manager. "Manager? What manager???
What are they talking about? At this time, Jiang Zheng noticed Tie Zhu who was anxiously trying to squeeze in from the outside, and suddenly shouted, "Quiet!" This sound was mixed with spiritual energy, and it sounded like the explosion of an iron bell, which stunned everyone for a moment. Tiezhu took the opportunity to squeeze in front of the crowd, and under Jiang Zheng's puzzled gaze, he hurriedly explained: "Brother Jiang, someone notified us early this morning that from today on, you will be the manager of our menial disciples, because the previous manager seems to have died..." "I became the manager?" Jiang Zheng was a little overwhelmed. He became the manager of the menial disciples without knowing why? Why? Even he wanted to ask himself: Why? "Who made me the manager?" Jiang Zheng asked hurriedly. "I'm not sure...it seems to be Elder Lu from the Contribution Hall..." Tiezhu thought for a while and said uncertainly. "Luke Dong? How is this possible?!" For a moment, Jiang Zheng thought he had heard it wrong, and only two words remained in his mind: ridiculous! It can be said that Luke Dong and he are already mortal enemies. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are incompatible. How could he possibly promote him to be a manager? This made him feel extremely absurd. But before he could figure out what was going on, everyone started to attack him again. "You are just a errand disciple like us. Why do you think you can be the manager?" "That's right, I'm the first one to disagree!" "Don't think that just because the sect lets you be the manager, you can be the manager. I, Wang Zhengfeng, will never listen to you. Forget about being the manager!" The leader bit Jiang Zheng's foot, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked extremely arrogant. "Brother Jiang..." Tiezhu cast an inquiring look at Jiang Zheng. "You step back and let me do it," Jiang Zheng chuckled. Hearing this, Tie Zhu nodded and stood beside him. "Your name is Wang Zhengfeng?" Jiang Zheng looked at the young man in front of him and felt both angry and amused. He became the manager without knowing what was going on, and his subordinates were dissatisfied and came to him to complain. Although he was not interested in the so-called manager, and would not think of suppressing anyone even if he became the manager, these people came to him before he even had time to think about it. Especially the person in front of me, who humiliated me without any explanation. If I don’t teach him a lesson, where will I put my face as a scholar?