On the road.
Luoshuang traveled alongside Yun Jin, whose expression gradually calmed down. "Fellow Daoist Luo, if we cooperate with this senior, how long do you think it will take to advance to the Void Refinement phase?"
"Within a thousand years. By then, the Wangyue Immortal Pavilion on Li Chen Island will have a place for me."
Luoshuang gave Yun Jin a deep look. "And you, Fellow Daoist Yun? With your dual spiritual roots, you should progress faster than I."
"No rush. As long as we continue working with the senior, we won't lack resources for cultivating immortality."
Yun Jin's eyes regained a lazy look. "Tomorrow, I'll invite those fellow Daoists for a gathering to discuss the pros and cons."
Standing on a spiritual beast, Luoshuang nodded gently. She trusted this person, having known him for over a thousand years. He was a man of great strategy and foresight, though his opportunities were somewhat lacking.
The two said no more, cupping their hands in farewell, and headed towards their respective immortal pavilions, their expressions as if nothing had happened.
...
Trash Island.
People from the Online Store were tirelessly searching for materials day and night, having long abandoned cultivating. Their priority was to earn as many spirit stones as possible.
On a pile of trash, Mo Fuyang amplified his voice with mana, a Void Transmission Disk floating in front of him. "Fellow Daoists, the garbage recycling plant is officially purchasing discarded talismans, containing one jin of Refined Blood Spirit Sand, for six thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
At the same time, people from various garbage recycling plants received the news. Those thousands of Void Transmission Disks weren't bought for nothing; they too began spreading the word, shouting everywhere.
A stone stirred up a thousand waves, causing a sensation on Trash Island. What was this, giving away spirit stones?!
"Manager Mo, six thousand low-grade spirit stones for a jin? Even Golden Elixir cultivators would pick them up for free!"
"Manager Mo, don't fool us. I can grab a handful with one hand right now."
"Six thousand, six thousand low-grade spirit stones?!"
...
All the people from the Online Store had reddened eyes, staring hard at the messengers, full of disbelief.
"This is the factory owner's order. Just go to the recycling plant and find Senior Lion to recycle!"
Mo Fuyang's booming voice spread in all directions. "This order is always valid. You can doubt me, but you must never doubt the factory owner!"
"Yes, thank you, Manager Mo!"
...
Cheers of joy came from all directions. After hearing the factory owner's order, they had no more doubts.
He was a man of his word, their benefactor. They could doubt themselves but not him.
Many people from the Online Store began to go crazy, the entire sea of trash filled with turbulent mana. Yet they had an unconscious habit of cleaning the surface filth.
Their aptitude wasn't high, and they weren't strong in duels, but having lived for so many years, they knew gratitude and understood respect.
Mo Fuyang smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards all directions, and then headed to the next place.
After a hundred years, Trash Island was finally fully integrated, with hundreds of thousands of people from the Online Store serving the garbage recycling plant, making its efficiency terrifying.
Mo Fuyang also saw the factory owner's true purpose. It wasn't about establishing any power; he was indeed overthinking, still worrying about loyalty.
Others sold materials, and they collected them. Those willing to join could join; the garbage recycling plant had no secret legacies, always parting on good terms.
After hearing the factory owner's words, he felt relieved. He used to have a bit of a persecution complex, truly not deserving of his position.
Mo Fuyang thought of this and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. He was afraid of poverty, but now he was much more open-minded.
Inside the garbage recycling plant.
Nighttime was rest time. Little Chi, Song Heng, and Gu Lisheng were together, standing outside the recycling plant, in the dark without even a campfire.
They sat directly together. Song Heng looked Gu Lisheng up and down; this person had a somewhat lofty aura, lacking that sense of humility.
Song Heng squinted slightly, his eyes flashing with sharp light. "Gu Lisheng, is what you said true? Fooling this Daoist is one thing, but fooling Brother Dog is a big deal!"
Roar!
Little Chi let out a low growl, eyes cold, but in its heart, it held seven parts doubt and three parts belief.
This person came boasting, with an aura that did have a bit of a prodigious feel.
"Heh, I'm just a fallen noble, a tiger fallen to the plains!"
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, his aura growing colder. "When the time comes for my return, countless subordinates will welcome me, and all of Xuanwei Heaven will tremble!"
"Really..."
Song Heng, with his belly sticking out, was also a fallen noble. "To be honest, Master Dao also had his glorious days, so I understand your feelings."
Little Chi's pupils widened slightly, giving him another deep look. "Your background is that significant?"
"Heh, just that no one sees it. If you have the vision, you'll be my left and right guardians when the time comes."
Gu Lisheng spoke in a deep voice, his eyes filled with melancholy as he looked into the distance. "The time for my return hasn't come, so I can only endure humiliation now!"
"Nice vision, coming to Trash Island." Song Heng chuckled, glancing at Little Chi unintentionally. "So what's your purpose in finding Brother Dog?"
Little Chi let out another low growl, its mane flowing, looking very majestic and imposing.
Upon hearing this, Gu Lisheng's expression finally changed, his aura greatly diminished, and he smiled obsequiously. "Brother Dog, I want to follow you in organizing the trash. No one should tire you out!"
"Fatty!"
"Brother Dog!"
"This person is talking nonsense, out of his mind. Beat him until he wakes up!"
Little Chi roared, flames shooting up into the sky, and with one claw, it pinned Gu Lisheng down. "Gang up on him!"
"What? Ah!" Gu Lisheng's eyes widened, his expression turning tragic as he shouted, "Every word I said is true, heaven can testify!!!"
Song Heng chuckled lewdly, watching Gu Lisheng being pinned to the ground by Little Chi's paw, already holding several tomb-exploring artifacts in his hand, even a stick of incense.
Roar!!
"Ah!!! Brother Dog, Master Dao, please no~~~"
Gu Lisheng let out an earth-shattering scream, beaten until he rolled all over the ground, losing all dignity of an Elemental Infant cultivator, not daring to resist. He could tell the difference between two people beating him and thousands or tens of thousands ganging up on him.
After a stick of incense.
Gu Lisheng supported himself weakly on the ground, trembling all over, his face swollen and red, his lips like sausages—a great humiliation, a great humiliation indeed!!
"Heh, dare to fool us?"
Song Heng stood with one hand behind his back, revealing a sly smile. "Brother Dog, how should we deal with him? Should we find a place to bury him? This humble Daoist is skilled in the art of tombs, can suppress his soul, never to reincarnate."
"Fatty, I think we should eat him. An Elemental Infant is a great tonic for a spiritual beast."
Little Chi licked its paw, its eyes revealing a bloodthirsty glint. "Then bury him. In this desolate mountain wilderness, a dead person shouldn't be a big deal."
"Brother Dog!!"
Gu Lisheng's expression grew increasingly tragic, and in an instant, he raised his head and shouted, "I was wrong!!!"
So lowly, this Rengar and fat Daoist, Gu Lisheng roared in his heart. He thought the garbage recycling plant was full of people like Manager Mo, but he didn't expect to walk into a den of bandits!
"Hahaha..."
Little Chi and Song Heng laughed, pointing at Gu Lisheng, just scaring him a bit to make him brag less.
But after this, they really accepted Gu Lisheng. However, the latter occasionally said some rather exaggerated things, making them laugh, teasing him from time to time.
This made Gu Lisheng quite angry, especially when he was furious, and Song Heng would start digging a hole, saying he was going to bury him!
He obediently followed Little Chi, working on moving trash, finally finding a job on Trash Island.
However, Mo Fuyang never paid him any attention, so he could only chat with Little Chi and Song Heng.
Gu Lisheng appeared aloof, but he actually talked quite a bit, which suited Little Chi and Song Heng well. They gradually became unusual good brothers, often engaging in friendly brawls when disagreements arose.
