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Master of a Billion Spells (Web Novel) - Chapter 327: I, the Peak of Qi Refinement, am Reduced to Doing This
Chapter 327: I, the Peak of Qi Refinement, am Reduced to Doing This
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Li Mo Huang suppressed his disgust and continued to ladle the manure slurry over the vegetables.
Although this was his first time doing this task, he hadn’t eaten pork before but had seen pigs run; he generally knew what to do.
The night deepened.
The thirty acres of vegetable fields were finally watered.
Li Mo Huang tossed aside the manure bucket, lay on the grass next to the vegetable field, covered in manure, reeking to high heaven.
“Ye Feng, damn you.”
This was the four hundred thirty-fifth time Li Mo Huang had cursed.
Suddenly, he leapt up, a wicked smile on his lips, “Now that both tasks are completed, I should be able to return to the sect, right?”
He used a spell and rushed to the foot of the mountain as quickly as possible.
Then, he realized he was blocked by a formation again.
“Hey, why can’t I go up?”
Li Mo Huang shouted to Fox Da Hong, who was sleeping on the ground.
“Huh?”
Fox Da Hong woke up bleary-eyed, rubbed his eyes, and upon seeing Li Mo Huang, said, “Didn’t the task booklet say that you can return to the sect only after completing two tasks?”
“I have completed them!”
Li Mo Huang almost screamed out.
Fox Da Hong glanced at the sky, surprised, “Ah, it’s already the next day, so you have new tasks.”
“That’s right, there are tasks every day, and only after finishing all the tasks for the day can you return to the sect!”
After saying this, Fox Da Hong lay down and continued to sleep.
Since Fox Da Hong was lying within the range of the formation, Li Mo Huang couldn’t even draw his sword to chop at it, even if he wanted to.
“Grass, a kind of plant!”
Li Mo Huang went to a secluded place and took out the task booklet.
He flipped to the next page.
A dense array of text suddenly appeared on the page.
“Congratulations on completing the first day’s tasks, now, start a new day’s tasks.”
“Task one: Find the Black Armored Guard’s Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai and unclog the sewers of Whitefloat City under the cover of night.”
“Task two: Head north of Whitefloat City to Sunshine Pig Farm, assist the owner in slaughtering one hundred pigs.”
“Task three: Go to the chicken farm to the west of the city and pick up three thousand eggs (Sect Master’s warm reminder: Handle the eggs with care, otherwise they will break!)”
“Task four: Bathe all the dairy cows at the southwest cattle farm, and then help milk three large buckets of milk.”
“A warm reminder from the Sect Master: Tasks must be completed in order (✪ω✪)!”
After seeing the four tasks above and the hand-drawn emoticon following the warm reminder, Li Mo Huang was so angry he nearly tore the task booklet apart, his face twisted in frustration.
“Ye Feng, are you playing with me?”
Li Mo Huang gritted his teeth.
However, for the sake of his undercover mission, he endured it for the n-th time and flew towards Whitefloat City on his spirit sword, intending to find Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai first.
Whoosh!
In mid-air, Li Mo Huang flew on his spirit sword.
“Ye Feng, damn you!”
He continued to curse, which finally brought him some relief.
“Who goes there?”
As soon as Li Mo Huang arrived at Whitefloat City, a squad of Black Armored Guards surrounded him and blocked his way.
The leader of the Black Armored Guards was none other than Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai.
“I am Li Mo Huang, a second-generation disciple of the Misty Sect, here to find the Deputy Commander of the Black Armored Guards, then… I have something to discuss.”
Li Mo Huang found it too embarrassing to bring up the task of “unclogging the sewers.”
“So it’s the genius disciple from the Misty Sect. I am Zhou Jiacai. What would you like to discuss?” Zhou Jiacai said, clasping his hands.
Li Mo Huang glanced at the dozens of Black Armored Guards around him, his mouth twitching.
Should I say it in front of all these people?
Do I have no dignity?
Li Mo Huang complained silently, then holding his sword, he said, “Let’s discuss this matter somewhere private nearby.”
“Sure,” agreed Zhou Jiacai.
An empty street.
“Oh, so it’s about unclogging the sewer! Sect Master Ye has really gone to great lengths to temper his disciples. Follow me!”
Zhou Jiacai led the way after knowing the reason for the visit.
A quarter of an hour later.
Li Mo Huang went through an underground passage into the sewers of Whitefloat City, and saw that the city’s drainage system was quite decent; the sewer was three meters wide and three meters high, with dedicated channels flowing with lots of dirty water, leading to three collection points outside the city.
“According to recent feedback, three sewers have been clogged, all nearby, please take care of it.”
With that, Zhou Jiacai happily left.
Li Mo Huang stayed put, really wanting to split this sewer in half with one swing of his sword.
“!!!”
He was too furious to even speak.
In the sewer.
Li Mo Huang walked for a while, found the blocked segment, and discovered it was clogged with lots of scrap, broken stones, and sticks.
“Violent Stormwave!”
Li Mo Huang brought his hands together in a seal and directed a tempest at the debris, shattering it so it flowed away with the filthy water.
“To think that I, at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, actually have to use spells to clear a sewer… this… I must never speak of it!”
Li Mo Huang was so angry his nose was crooked.
One hour later.
After traveling more than a dozen miles, Li Mo Huang cleared several blockages, his body reeking to high heaven.
If he wasn’t constantly using spiritual energy to isolate himself from the smell, he would have been sick by now.
Another half hour passed.
Finally, Li Mo Huang had cleared all the sewers and went to find Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai to report the matter.
“You’ve worked hard, Daoist Li. It is fortunate for Whitefloat City to have such a diligent disciple of the Misty Sect.”
“Oh!”
Li Mo Huang flew away on his spirit sword.
Outside the city, he saw Flowing Water River and plunged in, washing himself clean.
As for the filthy clothes on his body, he threw them away on the spot.
“That was just the first task; there are three more. I’m certain I can finish them before dawn!”
“Then, I can return to the Misty Sect and take the chance to gather intelligence to confirm the cause of the protector’s death.”
With that thought, Li Mo Huang flew on his spirit sword toward the north of the city.
Sunshine Pig Farm.
This place covered nearly a thousand acres, surrounded by lots of pig vegetables and green grass, with plenty of leftovers from Whitefloat City as well.
“Grrrl!”
In the long straw huts, over ten thousand pigs were raised, and these second-generation brothers occasionally let out grunts in their pens, unable to sleep.
“I am Li Mo Huang, a second-generation disciple of the Misty Sect. By the sect leader’s command, I come to kill a hundred pigs.”
Li Mo Huang dragged the pig farm owner out of his blankets and then cupped his hands in greeting, his face gloomy.
“Oh my gosh, a pig demon is claiming souls!” Seeing that terrifying face, the pig farm owner thought he had encountered a ghost and was scared out of his wits.
Li Mo Huang clenched his fist.
“Pig demon?”
“Your whole family are pig demons!”
He cursed inside.
It took a while for the pig farm owner to come to his senses. He bowed to Li Mo Huang and said, “So it’s an immortal master from the Misty Sect. I was disrespectful just now, but to kill pigs, it’s not yet an auspicious time.”
“You also pick an hour to kill pigs?”
Li Mo Huang’s mood exploded even more.
“Yes, and before killing pigs, one must feed them… Immortal Master, why don’t you start with feeding the pigs?” the pig farm owner tentatively asked.
“Feed the pigs? I’ll feed your hemp seed coat!”
Li Mo Huang swore colorfully.
“What’s hemp seed coat? Is it tasty?” The pig farm owner blinked and fell into deep thought, looking rather dazed and cute.
Li Mo Huang: “…”
He sat down on the grass near the pig farm to wait. Unable to calm his heart, he simply sat, listening to the intermittent and rhythmic grunts and snoring from the pigs inside the farm.
“This life, truly, is like watching the days pass by like years!”
Li Mo Huang sighed.
He was once a talented disciple of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, ranked among the top ten Qi Refining Realm disciples.
He was given the nickname: Always Clever Since Childhood.
But now, he had to do this kind of work!
“What a misfortune!”
Gradually, dawn arrived.
“Immortal Master Li, it’s time to kill the pigs.”
“I’ve been waiting impatiently!”
Li Mo Huang rushed into the slaughterhouse, drew his spirit sword from behind, and quickly dispatched a hundred second-generation brothers.
“So… so fierce!”
“Truly worthy of being an immortal master from the Misty Sect.”
The butchers around were astonished.
Whoosh!
Having completed the task of killing pigs at Sunshine Pig Farm, Li Mo Huang let out a long cry and flew towards the chicken farm to the west of the city.
There, he still had to pick up three thousand chicken eggs!
“I, at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm, actually have to go pick up chicken eggs, Ye Feng, you really are talented!”
Li Mo Huang’s mouth twitched.
He didn’t understand how Ye Feng came up with these bizarre tasks.
At the top of Misty Peak.
Ye Feng slept soundly and even comfortably turned over in his sleep.
On the table beside him, there lay a book.
