The Third Wage Earner

"Plague God Seventh Trial, Plague God's reserves completed."

"Reward: 15 days of cultivation, Soul Ring age increased by 5 years."

"Jinx Seventeenth Trial, prevent toxic gas leak completed."

"Reward: 50 days of cultivation, Soul Ring age increased by 20 years."

Upon hearing that the trials were complete, Yu Xiaogang instantly felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, collapsing onto the dining table and losing consciousness.

After the initial surprise, Tang San snatched back the broom and immediately utilized Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to flee the restaurant at high speed.

He left behind only a group of bewildered onlookers.

"What's going on? How do you pass out just from eating a meal?"

"Who kno—"

Before the diner could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

"Hey, hey, what are you—"

"Thud."

After another muffled sound, more and more diners began to collapse.

As it turned out, with the broom removed, there was nothing left to contain the eruption of Gangzi's toxic gas.

Waves of purple-green gas were released, accompanied by the churning, thunderous rumblings from Gangzi's abdomen.

The shop owner and staff, having prepared in advance, had already covered their noses and mouths with wet towels and retreated to the backyard.

Only the poor, gossip-loving onlookers were left to suffer.

"Run! The Fart Immortal is unleashing his power!"

After 200 Fart-Inducing Dishes, within a mere few minutes, the restaurant had become a biochemical zone shrouded in toxic gas.

Tang San waited outside the restaurant from noon until nightfall before he dared to enter, having taken proper protective measures.

He carried the still-unconscious Gangzi back to the mountain behind the academy.

He tossed him straight into the mountain stream.

Seeing Gangzi slowly wake up after gulping down a few mouthfuls of water, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, you should wash yourself off first."

Yu Xiaogang felt the heavy sensation in his lower regions, nodded in silence, and instructed Tang San to leave first.

In the time that followed, every trial completed by Yu Xiaogang and Tang San was accompanied by the spread of his infamous reputation.

Soon, no one dared to gather near the master and disciple duo.

Even Little Rabbit, enduring the pain of the expense, bought new bedding and moved away from her original bunk.

Staying with Tang San was simply too offensive to others.

It reached the point where even she could no longer bear the strange looks from those around them.

Half a year later, thanks to the efforts of the Destined Worker Tang San, Lu Xian successfully broke through to the level 30 quasi-Soul Elder realm.

As for Gangzi, it's better not to mention him.

Can you imagine that after completing dozens of trials in half a year, Gangzi had only provided him with less than one full level of soul power?

If not for the fact that his Soul Ring age had increased by several hundred years, he really would have wanted to finish off this waste to see if he could bind a new object.

However, Lu Xian soon forgot about that annoyance.

Because he was finally able to search for his third binding object.

Having learned his lesson, he swore he would not summon his Martial Soul until he had decided on the next object to bind.

In the end, he settled on a cup of ice cubes as his binding object this time.

Judging from the first two, as the trial-takers' strength increased and his own Soul Ring age rose, the objects he bound could also become stronger.

His First Soul Skill, Magic Broom, could now not only be used to carry people in flight, but the wind it fanned out was also incredibly powerful, possessing a certain degree of lethality.

The Second Soul Skill, representing Gangzi's toxic gas, could also create a circle of poison mist within a ten-meter radius.

Moreover, as the caster, he didn't need to worry about the poison mist harming himself.

He chose ice cubes for his Third Soul Ring, firstly because it would be convenient for him to bind Ma Hongjun later to issue tasks.

Secondly, once the Ice Element was enhanced, it would provide decent offensive and control capabilities.

As for the Luck Domain brought about by Tang San completing his trials, Lu Xian had already begun to realize its formidable nature.

Can you imagine that in these past six months, just from the Gold Soul Coins dropped by drunken patrons, he had picked up over a hundred?

Once could be called good luck, but hundreds of times was definitely the result of the Luck Domain.

As for other ways to use the Luck Domain, he would have to develop them slowly. He believed that as the domain's power grew, the benefits it brought would be far more than just picking up money.

Holding the ice cubes he had bought from the cold drink shop next door, Lu Xian summoned his Martial Soul once more, filled with anticipation.

As the ice cubes vanished, a white soul ring slowly appeared above the Silver Light Orb.

"Third Soul Skill: Ice Element!"

As the third soul skill lit up, several ice cubes quietly appeared in his hand.

The power of a ten-year soul ring could only allow him to achieve this much.

However, Lu Xian was not anxious in the slightest; as long as he kept binding workers, he would one day be able to freeze the entire Suotuo City.

Looking at the yellow, yellow, and white soul rings on his martial soul, Lu Xian felt extremely satisfied.

He was only thirteen years old by a full count, and having the cultivation of a Soul Elder already surpassed the vast majority of people in this world.

At night, Ma Hongjun, whose Evil Fire martial soul was about to erupt, knocked urgently on the door of the Broom Shop.

"Big Brother, Big Brother Lu Xian, open the door quickly, it's me."

"Fatty, come on in."

Lu Xian opened the shop door and welcomed the fatty in with a smile.

He hadn't been idle over the past six months.

In addition to assigning tasks to his master and fellow disciple far away in Nuoding City, he had also established a good relationship with Ma Hongjun.

The fatty had only just become a Soul Master, and the monthly subsidy of one Gold Soul Coin was naturally not enough for him to resolve his own Evil Fire problem.

After one instance of "dining and dashing," the fatty had been chased out of Red Light Street with a broom.

He was finally caught at the entrance of his own shop, and just as the fatty was about to get a beating, Lu Xian stepped in to help him settle the bill.

Through these interactions, the two had become good friends.

Of course, it was mainly because whenever the little fatty had no money to solve his Evil Fire problem, he would come to Lu Xian to borrow money.

He claimed he would pay him back once his soul power increased and he could receive more subsidies.

"Hehe, Big Brother Lu Xian, I've come to borrow money again."

"You, I'm starting to suspect that this so-called Evil Fire of yours is just a ruse to trick me."

"How could you say that? Would I ever lie to my Big Brother Lu? You have no idea what it feels like to be plagued by the Evil Fire, it's just..."

Shaking his head, Lu Xian had no intention of dwelling on it further; he took out a cup, poured some water, inconspicuously dropped two ice cubes into it, and handed it to Ma Hongjun.

"Drink some water and wait here while I go get the money."

"Alright, thank you, Big Brother Lu Xian."

Ma Hongjun took the cup and gulped it down.

The icy sensation instantly dispelled much of the agitation in his heart, making his eyes light up.

But soon, the returning wave of heat made him feel dejected again.

"Sigh, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

Lu Xian, who had pretended to take a stroll in the back room, returned quietly and pulled out two Gold Soul Coins to hand over.

"Spend it sparingly, otherwise, by the time you become a Soul Grand Master, who knows how much money you'll already owe me."

"Don't worry, Big Brother Lu Xian. Once I become a Soul Grand Master, I'll take on some tasks to help others hunt soul beasts; I can earn quite a bit of money that way."

"Even if I can't pay it off then, won't I be able to pay it back once I become a Soul Elder?"

"By the way, Big Brother Lu Xian, do you want to come with me today?"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!"

Ma Hongjun fled the Broom Shop with a cheeky grin. Clearly, this wasn't the first time he had invited Lu Xian, but since he was rejected every time, Ma Hongjun had already grown accustomed to it.