In the garbage recycling plant, Little Chi had returned, full of energy, chuckling slyly as he moved the trash.
Gu Lisheng glanced at Little Chi with his narrow eyes, occasionally lowering his gaze as he sorted through the garbage.
Noticing Little Chi's unusual enthusiasm today, he instinctively called out, "Brother Dog."
"What is it?!" Little Chi shouted, busy organizing the talismans on the ground, while the teleportation array beside him occasionally delivered a large pile of trash, all treasures.
"That fat Song has been quite arrogant lately. It seems he's received orders from the factory owner and no longer scavenges these things."
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed. "When I went to find him, he actually said he was busy and wouldn't come to the garbage recycling plant anymore!"
"What?! How could that be?" Little Chi was furious, rushing over from afar. "Did that fat guy really say that?"
"Brother Dog, yes, that fat Song is quite bold, bringing over a thousand people, seemingly confused about his status."
Gu Lisheng nodded heavily, their voices echoing in the empty factory. "Brother Dog, you've been too lenient with him all these years!"
His aura began to rise gradually. That fat guy had even prepared a large tomb for him in the back mountain. How outrageous in broad daylight!
Gu Lisheng, in his prime, dashing and elegant, young and promising, when did he need to prepare a tomb in advance?!
Little Chi's eyes darted around, and he took out a pile of Image Stones from his lion-head storage ring, grinning slyly. "Lisheng, let's keep an eye on him and give him a little surprise."
Gu Lisheng's eyes lit up. These Image Stones were indeed Song's heart demon, a brilliant move!
They exchanged a glance, understanding each other without words.
...
In the junkyard, Song Heng was still wearing his yellow Daoist robe, one hand behind his back, the other holding a treasure-seeking compass, commanding from the highest point with great flair.
In recent years, he had been personally appointed by the factory owner to oversee the development of the Fragmented Spirit Seals. Only he could sense if there were any treasures left in those seals!
This matter was quite important, and it no longer needed to go through the garbage recycling plant.
Moreover, the factory owner had given him a huge promise, and he had great faith in his racial fortune, believing that following the factory owner was the right choice.
He no longer needed to deal with that Rengar. In the past few decades, the latter seemed to have quieted down, no longer watching him from the shadows.
Suddenly!
"What’s going on?!" Song Heng exclaimed, his big belly shaking. His robe fluttered without wind, and a needle on the treasure-seeking compass suddenly pointed behind him.
His small eyes turned sharp, sensing a thief behind him! Could it be that Rengar was back?!
Song Heng spun around abruptly, but there was only a mountain of garbage and the occasional passerby from the Online Store, with no unusual signs.
He muttered a few words, a few strands of foul wind blowing past, and he felt a chill down his spine.
"Fatty, prepare to die!"
Suddenly, an excited shriek came from above Song Heng's head, a blaze of light dyeing the sky red.
"Ah?!!" Song Heng's eyes widened, mana surging through his body as he prepared to block with a palm.
"Fat Song, where are you looking?!"
At this moment, a dark shadow swept in from his right, it was Gu Lisheng with a cold smile, a void long sword seemingly condensed from energy suspended behind him!
"You... you all!" Song Heng shook his head frantically, caught off guard by this premeditated ambush!
His eyes filled with horror. Could it be that the decades of silence had made him completely lower his guard?!
"Master Dao... my life is over." Song Heng was already pinned down by Little Chi, unable to move, yet his eyes still held defiance.
He could only watch helplessly as a claw and a sword came slashing towards him, even his facial features twisted in agony.
Boom!
A violent commotion erupted from the garbage mountain, countless pieces of trash soaring into the air, and Song Heng screamed miserably, deeply embedded in the garbage pit.
His yellow Daoist robe and face were covered in filth, and he continued to wail miserably, "Heavens, why?!"
Gu Lisheng's eyes narrowed, after waiting for years, he finally found the opportunity for revenge. Strike while the iron is hot!
He dove into the garbage pit, standing before Song Heng in an instant, exuding an air of arrogance, casually flicking his robe with an air of nonchalance.
Gu Lisheng's icy face suddenly turned into one of intense excitement. "Fat Song, the shame of that day, I will repay tenfold!"
"Gu Lisheng, how dare you act wild over Master Dao?!!"
Song Heng's eyes bulged, a hint of fear in his pupils, his features twisted into a grimace, and he let out a series of piercing screams, seemingly realizing what Gu Lisheng intended to do.
"Hahaha..." Gu Lisheng laughed, his face full of arrogance, already finding the perfect spot.
Pfft!!!
A thunderous fart echoed through the garbage pit, "Ah!!!" accompanied by Song Heng's furious howl, which abruptly stopped, seemingly knocked out by the stench.
Little Chi stood atop the garbage pit, chuckling slyly, holding an Image Stone in his paw, recording everything from start to finish.
This fat guy's reputation was utterly ruined in their hands, truly satisfying.
The thousand or so people around all looked into the distance, having stopped their work, chatting casually:
"The weather is nice today."
"A good day to go out to sea and hunt sea beasts."
"Hehe, makes sense, but it's safer in the junkyard."
...
As they chatted, they inexplicably burst into laughter. Brother Lion had already taken action, Master Dao better fend for himself, they dared not intervene.
Half an hour later, Song Heng woke up, disheartened. Something big had happened, that Rengar must have used the Image Stone!
"Damn it... damn it all!"
Song Heng sat in the garbage pit, yelling in frustration, his face mournful, then thought, "No, I must first deal with that brat Gu Lisheng, I can't touch Rengar."
As he thought about it, he chuckled to himself. That Rengar finally came to find Master Dao, it had been quite dull without it for decades.
"Master Dao!"
"Master Dao!"
Some people from the Online Store came to the top of the garbage pit, calling for him.
"Hmph, Master Dao is fine."
Song Heng quickly got up, picked up his treasure-seeking compass, and patted his Daoist robe, looking serious. "First, complete the task assigned by the factory owner, I have my own plans for this great humiliation."
"Yes!" everyone shouted in response, their spirits lifted at the mention of the factory owner.
Then, the place became busy again. The Fragmented Spirit Seals accumulated on Trash Island for thousands upon thousands of years, now not only the entire garbage resources of Xuanwei Heaven were supporting them.
But countless years of accumulated garbage were sustaining the tens of thousands of cultivators on this Trash Island!
Yet, no one had thought so far ahead, nor could they see so far, living in the moment was the Online Store people's cultivation creed.
...
By the coast.
Qing Li and Qing Wan stood respectfully before Chen Xun, their demeanor completely transformed, sharp and imposing.
They were like different people from when they first met Chen Xun, no longer humble, only genuine respect from the heart.
"Qing Li, Qing Wan."
"Factory Owner!"
The two bowed their heads and cupped their hands in unison, even the spiritual qi in the air trembled with their movement, quite extraordinary.
Chen Xun's expression was gentle, observing their every move. "The Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan, I've learned some things over the years."
The two lowered their heads even more, not responding.
Over the years, they had consumed the Chaoyuan Red Treasure Fruit, but not the mutated ones like Mo Fuyang's, rather those replanted in the grand world's soil, with terrifying effects.
Their racial talents seemed to be awakened by this fruit, the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan, as the name suggests, nurtures the soul, making even spiritual qi weep.
A layer of mist covered Chen Xun's eyes, quite mysterious. The Chaoyuan Red Treasure Fruit planted in the grand world was highly compatible with the essence of heaven and earth, but its limit was no longer thirty thousand years, but eighty thousand years!
However, Black Bull believed that without their World Soul, this fruit could not have formed.
When the tree was first planted, its little booklet was constantly recording and observing.
It believed that it must rely on the top-tier Nine Hua Demon-Sealing Apes to personally nurture it with their essence, as this tree was not a special spiritual herb that relied on spiritual qi to grow.
The birth of the Chaoyuan Red Treasure Tree was the companion spiritual herb of the Nine Hua Demon-Sealing Apes, and they had yet to hear of the Nine Hua Demon-Sealing Apes in the Mengmu Sea Region.
However, its body refining effect was extraordinarily terrifying, with its greatest function being: nourishing the soul, enhancing one's body refining limits!
Chen Xun's demeanor was profound and unfathomable, even the sea breeze dared not approach. He smiled slightly, "The forbidden gate of the immortal path for your clan has been opened by me, walking outside may bring great disaster."
Over the years, he had eavesdropped everywhere in the Star Pavilion of the Star Pivot, occasionally hearing cultivators mention this clan.
They said that if one could awaken their racial talent, it would be a treasure for nurturing the soul.
Some cultivators were even seeking to buy people from this clan, as this clan had fallen into becoming immortal slaves, they wanted to raise them and see, for everyone's convenience.
As soon as he said this, the surrounding air suddenly filled with a murderous aura.
Their clan indeed had some secrets, which was why they were destroyed by war, but their homeland was already gone, and the hatred had long been extinguished...
Qing Li and Qing Wan slowly raised their heads, their somewhat flat pupils becoming vertical, filled with a strange sense.
Especially as the surrounding spiritual qi seemed to emit a painful wail, yet this was completely different from spiritual pressure.
Spiritual pressure created an oppressive feeling on spiritual qi, causing the opponent's spiritual power flow to slow down, naturally weakening them in a duel.
But their weeping spirit caused spiritual qi to tear apart, even facing spiritual pressure without fear, able to shred spiritual pressure!
However, Chen Xun and Black Bull's Five Elements pressure was incomparable to spiritual pressure or weeping spirit, it directly dispersed everything, dominating the aura of heaven and earth!
Qing Li's gaze was solemn, suddenly kneeling halfway down. "Factory Owner, we will never leave Trash Island, our clan's lives are yours."
Qing Wan also knelt halfway down. "Factory Owner, when our clan became immortal slaves, we lost all ambition, and we know there are always greater powers!"
Chen Xun waved his hand, his expression gentle, he simply shook his head with a smile, taking out some small booklets. "You can take a look at these, keeping a low profile is always right."
"Ah?"
Qing Li and Qing Wan looked surprised, they thought the factory owner would ask for reasons and such, but he only gave them some booklets.
"Steadily improve your strength on this Trash Island, your clansmen can be found one by one."
Chen Xun spoke earnestly, his gaze already on the sea. "What your clan has experienced, I have also experienced, read the booklets, go on."
Qing Li and Qing Wan exchanged a glance, already holding the booklets as treasures.
They inadvertently glanced at the factory owner, his demeanor was gentle, just like when they first met him, no longer with that cold, profound, distant feeling.
The two then took their leave, not daring to disturb Chen Xun further, they still needed to visit the young lady.
Now their clan had completely become the order managers of Trash Island, the pioneers of the other Trash Islands.
The young lady had said that as long as they held the five Trash Islands, they would experience volcanic growth.
But everything had to be gradual, strength was the priority!
"Hmm... need to start making some new plans, can't be impatient anymore."
Chen Xun took out a brand new booklet, lowering his head to write and draw. "As long as I am alive, that matter will eventually come to an end."
Today's sunshine was bright, the sea breeze gentle, blowing his white robe, the black and white law patterns on his forehead dimmed slightly...
