Chapter 8, with a curvaceous figure, long legs, fair skin, beautiful appearance, and a slender waist

Hearing him say this, Yang Kai suddenly remembered that today is already the 8th day of the month. On the 8th day of each month, it is the day when the sect distributes the contributions from the previous month

Countless thoughts and joys lingered in Yang Kai's mind, refusing to dissipate. Although this time he had directly advanced a level in his cultivation, he had not truly realized the effects of the Body Tempering Technique. After practicing for half an hour, he had only utilized less than one percent of the technique's forms. If one percent could yield such results, what would happen if he were to fully unleash it?

Is the figure good

Good! The dream manager is almost drooling.

Yang Kai had no particular issues; he merely swayed slightly. However, the person who collided with him felt as if they had crashed into a steel plate, letting out a cry of surprise as they fell to the ground, with the area of impact feeling somewhat numb.

In a fit of emotion, Yang Kai could not hold back and quickly let it out

The dream shopkeeper rolled her eyes: "Why didn't you come in the morning?"

This person... Xia Ningchang found it somewhat amusing yet exasperating

One cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry, and when anxious, one cannot touch a warm bottom

Yang Kai stepped forward and saw the old man sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, with his mouth constantly smacking, revealing a hint of a lewd smile.

Sweeping the floor can earn ten points of contribution, but last month I was challenged six times and lost all six battles! For each defeat, one point of contribution is deducted, so in total, I only earned four points of sect contribution.

Stunned in place, Yang Kai calculated with his fingers and couldn't help but wear a frown; the contributions he received last month were still as pitiful as ever.

Although Yang Kai is merely a janitor at Lingxiao Pavilion, he is not responsible for cleaning the entire pavilion; he is only in charge of one-tenth of it. Therefore, the task is not too burdensome, and he can generally complete it in about one hour.

Thinking of this, Yang Kai felt an overwhelming sense of relief

A few light knocks disturbed the old man's sweet dreams. As he opened his bleary eyes and recognized it was Yang Kai, his old face immediately wrinkled up, as if he had seen a pile of dung

No longer hesitating, I hurriedly began to sweep the floor

The old man's surname is Meng, but Yang Kai does not know his specific name and has always referred to him this way

Front | Convex | Back | Long legs, fair skin, beautiful appearance, slender waist

This old fellow! Once again, I wonder which female disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion he dreamt about!

"What kind of look is that?" Yang Kai said angrily

The Dream Shopkeeper immediately perked up, ready to speak with Yang Kai, but upon seeing the cunning and disdain in Yang Kai's eyes, he suddenly realized and began to slap the counter loudly: "The question you ask is simply a stain on my reputation! This is truly outrageous"

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing!"

The cultivation of the Body Tempering Realm expels impurities from within the body with each advancement. In the past, Yang Kai had experienced such occurrences, but they were far less intense than this time.

Hehe... Yang Kai coldly laughed without speaking

He stood up while speaking and ran off in a hurry

Fortunately, I am currently a trial disciple, and my status in the Lingxiao Pavilion is at the lowest level. Being defeated only deducts a small amount of contribution points. If I were an ordinary disciple, being defeated once would result in a deduction of two points, which would mean I would have to pay out of my own pocket!

That person did not look back, and a voice came from afar: "Where else could I go but to the Contribution Hall?"

Some are joyful while others are sorrowful, and Yang Kai is one of the latter.

Therefore, on this day of each month, the logistics department of the sect is bustling with activity, especially the Contribution Hall, where countless individuals swarm in, eager to find out how much contribution they have earned in the previous month. With increased contributions, they naturally seek to exchange them for elixirs, divine weapons, and martial arts manuals to enhance their own strength. Thus, on this day, the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion are generally quite excited.

Once, there was an elite disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion who acted recklessly in the Contribution Hall. He was flicked out by this old man for several dozen zhang, nearly losing his life in the process. At that time, Yang Kai was also present, and it was from that moment that he realized the unfathomable strength of this somewhat disrespectful old fellow

Yang Kai asked, "Junior Brother, where are you in such a hurry to go?"

A jet of pitch-black breath, resembling thick smoke, erupted from Yang Kai's mouth, foul and filthy, rushing towards the ground and stirring up a layer of dust. As this breath was expelled, Yang Kai couldn't help but feel a lightness throughout his body, with his senses becoming significantly sharper.

En, en, en... The Dream Shopkeeper quickly nodded, almost regarding Yang Kai as a confidant

By noon, Yang Kai finally finished his work and then headed straight to the Contribution Hall with a broom in hand

After deep contemplation for a moment, Yang Kai had formulated a slight plan for his future path. Although it was not comprehensive, it was no longer the case that he could only proceed step by step as he had before. For a moment, his emotions were inevitably stirred.

Yang Kai, unfazed by the unusual sight, gently tapped the counter a few times with a broom and called out softly, "Manager Meng!"

The person was still somewhat annoyed, but upon looking up, he saw Yang Kai, the punching bag who was beaten up every five days. At that moment, his anger dissipated, as it seemed pointless to vent his frustration on someone like him, especially since he also bore some responsibility for this incident.

After having a little something to eat, Yang Kai finally picked up the broom and began his work as a sweeper.

The dream shopkeeper kept murmuring, her face flushed like a monkey's bottom, feeling utterly embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to burrow into.

Half an hour is sufficient to advance a level, and the significance of the Body Tempering Technique is already self-evident. Although Yang Kai's own efforts have contributed to this achievement, he believes that without the Body Tempering Technique, it would have taken him at least another three to four months to make such progress

You disturb the good dreams of an old man like me; do you even know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young?

Yang Kai came to his senses and looked at the other person with some apology: "Junior Brother, are you alright?"

Yang Kai spoke confidently: "There were many people in the morning, but now it is just right and quiet!"

Yang Kai leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Which young lady did you dream about?"

Just as he was contemplating, a sudden rush of footsteps approached from behind. Yang Kai quickly dodged, only to find that the other party also made a move to evade, resulting in a direct collision.

Shishi quietly walked into the attic of the Contribution Hall, and indeed it was serene and quiet, with only the old man behind the counter dozing off.

This ... ... this is truly difficult to bear

Yang Kai was indeed deep in thought. Having gained such a significant opportunity yesterday, he naturally needed to carefully consider his future. However, after much contemplation, he found no particularly good solutions. He only had half an hour to cultivate before sunrise; what should he do with the remaining time

Xia Ningchang stood at the treetop, observing the activities of the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion today. Unintentionally, she caught sight of Yang Kai, who was sweeping the ground. She couldn't help but feel puzzled; today, Yang Kai seemed somewhat distracted, lost in thought. He remained in one spot for a full half an hour without moving, making the ground there shine brightly and clean, so polished that one could see their reflection in it. It was likely that even a mosquito landing on it would stumble.

After a morning of buffering, the Contribution Hall is now deserted and extremely quiet. This is also the reason why Yang Kai did not come in the morning; there was a queue in the morning, which was indeed very troublesome.

However small a mosquito may be, it is still meat. I am currently in a state of transition, relying on that little contribution to sustain my livelihood for this month

The old man is the proprietor of the Contribution Hall, and he is approximately in his fifties or sixties. His hair is sparse and white, and his demeanor is amiable, giving the impression of being harmless. However, Yang Kai knows that this old man is, without a doubt, a true expert

This is the impurity from the day after tomorrow? Yang Kai was shocked on the spot