Old Days Graveyard, Fu Xiantian's Legacy (Thanks to "Shang

Old Days Graveyard, Fu Xiantian's Legacy (Thanks to "Shang Yanhua" for sponsoring as Alliance Leader)

"Going to the Old Days Graveyard? Responsible for Soul Cultivation Maintenance?"

Upon hearing where Zhang Yu was headed, True Lord Wu Xiang was astonished. "What's the difference between this and being sent to the Logistics Department to sweep floors? Humiliation—this is naked, blatant humiliation!"

On the other side, Shen Qingyun, a veteran member of Martial Arts Group One, was equally baffled when she learned of it.

She secretly thought, Zhang Yu is someone Daoist Bu personally named. Is the Pavilion really tearing its face off with Daoist Bu?

Qu Yizhi, leader of Martial Arts Group Three, stared at the news in shock and thought, With that Daoist Bu's temper, after getting slapped in the face like this, won't she raise hell to the heavens?

Many cultivators in the Yufa Pavilion harbored similar thoughts, and the gazes that had once looked upon Zhang Yu with envy and jealousy gradually turned into looks of anticipation for a good show.

The group members who had previously clustered around Zhang Yu also scattered cleanly in the blink of an eye.

This is clearly the Pavilion Master and the others killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, suppressing Zhang Yu, True Lord Wu Xiang thought. I'd better stay farther away from Zhang Yu from now on, lest I get caught up in it too.

For a time, every member of Martial Arts Group One tacitly kept their distance from Zhang Yu while quietly watching him, waiting for the storm that might arrive.

Yet to everyone's surprise, Bu Yingshu did not appear, nor did anyone cause trouble. Zhang Yu also acted as though nothing had happened, continuing his work every day as he waited to assume his post a week later,