Every one of the aunties was either fat or powerfully built. Even Yue Qianchou, a man himself, had to admit defeat before their towering physiques.
Only after asking Furong did he learn that these people had all broken through the Qi Refining stage and reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. Having reached Foundation Establishment, they had escaped the fate of being expelled from Fu Xian Island. Yet they could not break through the Foundation Establishment Realm again, remaining stuck at this cultivation level with no future in cultivation. Thus, they had been assigned this lowest-tier work.
Carrying their manure buckets, they watched the crowded aunties ahead bustling about with boundless enthusiasm. People streamed back and forth around them, and Yue Qianchou, being a grown man, truly felt too embarrassed to compete with them for business.
Furong shrank behind him, showing no intention of fighting for it either.
After waiting half the day, nearly everyone had dispersed. Yue Qianchou walked to the edge of the pit and peered in, only for his face to twitch at once—the pit had been scooped dry to its bottom. The two of them hauled their tools to several other manure pits, but every one was the same.
This ugly martial aunt was frail, shy, and unwilling to fight the aunties for it like they did. He truly had no idea how she completed her fertilizing task. Unable to help himself, he asked, "Martial Aunt Furong, there isn't enough fertilizer on the mountain, and it's hard to get any here. How do you complete your daily task?"
Furong replied softly, "It doesn't need fertilizing every day. Watering it once every three days is enough. Doing it too often is bad for the spirit grass instead. I always come here several hours before dawn." When she had brought