C5

It was unknown how much time had passed before the first rays of dawn shone down on the land. Suddenly, a knocking sound could be heard outside of Shi Ling's room, and a voice could be heard from outside, "Hey, Shi Ling, are you there?"

The people outside saw that there was no response from the room, so they knocked on the door a few more times. Then, he pushed open the door and entered.

It was a handsome young man wearing a white robe. From the looks of it, he also belonged to the service disciple category. However, when matched with his handsome face, he seemed rather extraordinary.

At this moment, Long Yang was looking around the room. When he saw Shi Ling lying on the ground, he was immediately shocked and ran over to his side to help him up. He pushed his body and said, "Hey, Shi Ling, wake up! Shi Ling, Shi Ling!"

The eyes of the half-unconscious Shi Ling slowly opened up. At first, they were hazy, but when the picture gradually became clear, they saw their best friend, Long Yang, looking at them worriedly.

"Morning."

Long Yang immediately pushed him aside in annoyance. Long Yang had thought that something had happened to Shi Ling, and if he couldn't wake Shi Ling up, he would just give him a pill or take him to the Alchemy Hall to have a look. But in the end, he saw that this fellow was completely fine.

Shi Ling stood up from the ground, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand before looking at Long Yang and saying, "Are you not going to work today? Why did you come here? "

Long Yang crossed his arms in front of his chest and said, "You still have the nerve to say that today's mission was given to us by Martial Uncle Yan Wuping, and all the service disciples of the A Division are going to be present. In the end, when the name was called, you were the only one not present, so Martial Uncle Yan Wuping told me to come and find you, but I didn't expect you to still be sleeping!"

When Shi Ling heard this, he could not help but let out a "Ah!" and said, "We have a mission coming down today! "F * ck, why didn't you say so earlier? What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and leave!"

Quickly, the two of them arrived at the place where the servants normally gathered. It was a small courtyard, and with a glance, they could see that there were almost thirty people standing in a neat row, with Yan Wuping standing at the very front. At this moment, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

When Shi Ling and Long Yang rushed over, Long Yang returned to the group, while Shi Ling arrived in front of Yan Wuping and apologetically said, "Junior Master Yan, I'm sorry I was late."

Yan Wuping, on the other hand, gave Shi Ling a sidelong glance. He had the urge to kill Shi Ling, but when he remembered that Shi Ling was from Morning Dew's side, he could only endure it. He immediately said in a deep voice, "According to the rules, you need to be punished by fifty lashes today."

Of course, he knew how terrifying the whip was. As long as a living person was hit by a whip, they would be in great pain. Although 50 lashes of the whip wouldn't cause a person to lose their life, it was still enough to make one want to beg for death.

Long Yang, who was in the queue, frowned slightly, while a tall thin man not far in front of him chuckled eerily. He was the tall thin man who had bullied Shi Ling yesterday with Fatty Xu, and at this moment, he was looking at Shi Ling with a look of schadenfreude on his face. As someone who had for some unknown reason attempted flogging yesterday, he really wanted to see what kind of expression Shi Ling would have.

Yan Wuping changed the topic, "But, considering that you are the first offender, and you were injured yesterday, it is understandable. So, you are free from the whipping and have to squat for two hundred times, do you want to take it?"

When Shi Ling heard the first half of the sentence, he revealed a happy expression, but after hearing the second half, his face collapsed again. When Shi Ling heard the second half of the sentence, he revealed a happy expression, but after hearing the second half, he collapsed again.

Afterwards, Yan Wuping took out a piece of pig iron the size of a bucket from his storage ring, and threw it in front of Shi Ling, causing a light * Bang * sound that caused the ground to shatter. Many people were secretly shocked, seeing the size of the pig iron, they estimated it to be more than two hundred jin.

Long Yang, who was standing at the back of the crowd, seemed to want to say something after seeing this, but another girl beside him shook her head at him and said, "If Shi Ling makes a mistake, then he should be punished. This kind of thing can't be avoided even if Shi Ling were to care about it."

When Long Yang heard these words, he could only silently look at Shi Ling. Then, he saw Shi Ling walking towards the pig iron with a bitter expression on his face. Then, he stretched out both hands and grabbed onto the handle on the left and right of the pig iron before taking a deep breath, intending to do it in one go.

However, to Shi Ling's surprise, he didn't use much strength at all, and the pig iron was actually moved by him!

Shi Ling's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the surrounding people, all of whom had their gazes fixed on Yan Wuping. No one was looking at him, so he tried to move the pig iron again.

However, when he lifted it up, it wasn't strenuous at all. This confused Shi Ling. He glanced at Yan Wuping beside him and wondered if he had picked up the wrong piece of pig iron. Was he using a hollow piece of pig iron to fool people?

As such, he naturally would not expose it. If he let Yan Wuping change the piece of pig iron into a real pig iron, wouldn't that just tire him to death?

After that, he carried the pig iron and squatted down in a deep squat, an expression of effort on his face. Only he was overjoyed, and Yan Wuping gave him a piece of hollow pig iron out of old age. Regardless of whether the other party was doing it on purpose or not, as long as he completed his punishment, what else could he say?

As such, Shi Ling displayed his performance very seriously. His facial expression was as if he was trying to brag about something. Those who didn't know what he was doing would think that he had really moved something extremely heavy with him.

Standing at the back of the crowd, Long Yang was secretly worried for Shi Ling, while the lanky youth on the other side was sneering coldly. He thought to himself, 'Who told you to be so cocky yesterday? You're in for retribution.'

At this time, Yan Wuping took out a light purple flower from his storage ring, waved it in front of everyone, and said, "This is the sect's task for us, we will go outside to collect this Spirit Grass called 'Faint Orchid Fragrance'. The lowest age is ten years, we won't need the lowest, but the lowest age is ten years old, if you can find an even older Faint Orchid Fragrance, then you can exchange it for more gold, everyone will have to collect at least three Faint Orchid Fragrance to complete the mission, do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, everyone said in unison, "Understood."

But they were all secretly shocked in their hearts. An orchid fragrance alone would make five gold coins, which was way too much money, and the monthly salary of a service disciple was only ten gold coins, which was enough to cover half a month of their income. How could they not be shocked when they heard that Shi Ling was also surprised, because if they could complete the mission and obtain the gold coins, they would definitely be able to buy a lot of cultivation resources from the sect.

Thinking up to this point, Shi Ling couldn't help but sneer. He was just a cripple, and couldn't even use cultivation resources. Why was he still thinking about that?

Yan Wuping continued, "Alright, you guys can go back and pack your tools now. We'll leave in a bit, and we'll be back in five days. So, prepare what you need to take, otherwise if you miss something, come and beg me for it."

After saying this, Yan Wuping waved his sleeve, signaling everyone to return. After everyone nodded their heads in agreement, they left. Long Yang walked up to Shi Ling and said, "I'll help you pack your things."

At this point of time, Yan Wuping interjected, "Shi Ling should go back as well. We'll talk about the punishment when we get back."

Upon hearing these words, Shi Ling was overjoyed. He immediately put down the pig iron. After clasping his hands in thanks, he left with Long Yang.

Yan Wuping looked at Shi Ling's departing back as he pondered the relationship between him and Morning Dew. Yesterday, not long after he was bullied by a bunch of servants, the people from Morning Dew's side came over and asked Yan Wuping. Yan Wuping could only push all the blame onto his head, but the people from Morning Dew's side did not believe it at all, not only did they scold him, but they also flogged him, Fatty Xu, and the rest of the servants' division ten times.

When Yan Wuping saw that Shi Ling had already left, his eyes narrowed. He could still feel the burning pain on his back. Sooner or later, he would have to settle this debt with Shi Ling.

Immediately, he walked in front of his piece of pig iron. He wanted to swing it with one hand, but he was surprised to find that this pig iron was so heavy that even he had to waste a bit of his strength.

Yan Wuping furrowed his brows, and picked it up with both hands. After a thorough inspection, he was surprised to find that he had actually picked up the wrong one.

The piece of pig iron in his hand was made from a mixture of many kinds of fine iron, and its weight was twice that of ordinary pig iron.

However, when he thought here, his expression turned to one of shock as he turned his head to look in the direction that Shi Ling had left.