Published: March 8, 2025
If it werenât for seeing it with their own eyes, no one would believe that a generation of supreme would be so satisfied over such ordinary wine.
If it werenât for personal experience, Xing Yi and the others wouldnât believe they would be so unaccomplished...
After finishing the meal and drink, everyone was merely left with a craving and only half-filled their stomachs.
âFinished eating? Letâs get to work.â Without looking back, Chu Yang led the way, continuing the underground excavation plan.
Everyone began to complain.
âThis guy is even more terrifying than a landlord! Heâs squeezing laborers at such a high frequencyâŚâ
However, the complaints were merely to stretch their mouths; no one was genuinely angry.
At this time, complaining⌠was also a kind of power, and a way to deepen their bondsâŚ
As they continued digging, Xing Yi and the man of unparalleled talent gradually discovered a strange issue: the aura around Chu Yang could change.
Sometimes, he was as gentle as a spring breeze, neither hurried nor impatient; though he had deep thoughts, they were not visible on the surface.
But at other times, he seemed very desolate and lonely, filled with an overwhelming sense of sadness that tugged at their heartsâŚ
Everyone found it strange: could it be that this young guy had some past he couldnât bear to recall?
Whenever this happened, his work speed would always increase.
Chu Yang seemed to vent his frustrations by continuously excavating stones, and a few people quickly fell silent and got to workâŚ
Everything was happening silently.
Only in their hearts did they wonder: this guyâs endurance is really something else! While we are behind him panting like cars, he still appears energeticâŚ
Little did they know that in such high-frequency work, Chu Yang's soul had already transformed back and forth seven or eight times. The Sword Spirit and Chu Yang took turns.
Although the Sword Spirit was reluctant, shouting, âI, the Sword Spirit, am a top figure in the world. I have never dug through broken stonesâŚâ
Under the oppressive power of the sword master lord, the Sword Spirit had no choice but to participate in the work of digging stones.
On the third day, new problems arose.
Food and drink were temporarily not an issue; however, there are three urgent needs for humans.
What about... the call of nature?
Even a supreme being couldnât just take in without releasing!
To this, Chu Yang's response was simple: figure it out yourself. The only requirement was: donât let me hear it! Donât let me see it! Donât let me smell it! Donât let me know!
Thus, everyone now used the toilet like thieves, sneaking off to the back to resolve it quicklyâŚ
Anyway, soon a large stone blocked the wayâŚ
After three days like thisâŚ
While the group was resting, Chu Yang brought out provisions, clean water, and fine wine. Everyone eagerly awaitedâŚ
As Chu Yang pulled out a wine jug and filled everyoneâs cups while they chewed on food, savoring the wine with delight.
Chu Tianmo awkwardly said, âYou all take your time. Iâll go to the back for a moment. Cough, I canât hold it anymore. Did you all smell that fart I just let out⌠I think it stinksâŚâ
With that single sentence, everyoneâs expressions turned strange.
At that moment, they were chewing on food, and then he comes out with this?
What the hell! Could it be any more disgusting!
Especially for Cheng Duying, at that moment he truly felt like crying but with no tears. A dilemma: just moments ago, Chu Yang was working with his butt up in his face. He was close enough that his nose was only inches away from Chu Yangâs behindâŚ
At that moment, Brother Wan was preparing to swallow a mouthful of bulging foodâŚ
In an instant, the food that had smelled so good moments ago felt like it had turned into excrement, causing him to gag and nearly vomitâŚ
âDamn it! Beat him up!â
The eight of them were furious and rushed forward, pinning the guy down and raining blows on himâŚ
After a while, the bruised and swollen-faced Chu Tianmo slipped away to the backâŚ