Master Pagoda Becomes a Coolie, Chen Tian

Jun Wangyou took out the Qi Refining Pill recipe and began to read it.

He also summoned Master Pagoda.

As for the other Spirits, Jun Wangyou let them all out to play.

These Spirits were like pets to him, and could also be used as labor in critical moments.

Their range of activity was limited to Lingtian Peak.

In the room, Jun Wangyou sat on the bed.

Master Pagoda lay beside him, with his legs crossed and humming some unknown tune.

He looked exactly like the nosy old uncle next door.

Picking up the recipe in his hand, Jun Wangyou began to read.

After a moment, he asked, "Tata, can you refine pills?"

Master Pagoda opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "A little, but not much."

"How much is not much?" Jun Wangyou asked curiously.

Master Pagoda did not hide anything, and even said with some regret:

"I was lazy back then and only learned a tiny bit from my master. According to your human terms, I should be a Grandmaster."

"Alchemy Grandmaster!!"

Jun Wangyou was shocked and shouted it out.

Then he flipped over and pinned Master Pagoda beneath him, staring at him, Jun Wangyou asked again seriously:

"Tata, are you really an Alchemy Grandmaster?"

Looking at the handsome face inches from his own, Master Pagoda swallowed and nodded.

"Probably... yes..."

"Alright, starting today, you are the chief alchemist of my Jun Corporation."

Jun Wangyou said with surprise and joy.

"What?"

Master Pagoda blinked: "What is Jun Corporation?"

Jun Wangyou waved his hand indifferently: "You'll know later."

With that, Jun Wangyou jumped off the bed and ran towards the door, saying as he ran:

"I'm going out to buy materials. You can try refining a batch later, consider it an interview."

Jun Wangyou's figure quickly disappeared.

Master Pagoda sat alone in the room, frowning. He had a feeling something was wrong, but couldn't quite pinpoint it.

"Strange."

Master Pagoda muttered, then looked around the room before sighing.

"My poor master, he should have been the number one second-generation rich heir in the immortal realm, but now he's reduced to worrying about Spirit Stones. If this were to spread to the immortal realm, people would never believe it even if they were killed."

Jun Wangyou returned quickly and then took Master Pagoda to another room.

He took out the Star Devouring Furnace and more than ten sets of materials, handing them all to Master Pagoda. Then he extended his hand and encouraged him:

"Tata, it's up to you now."

Master Pagoda looked at the Star Devouring Furnace, which was bigger than him, and the pile of materials, and his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He finally remembered what was wrong.

"Damn it, how did I inexplicably become an alchemist?"

"I'm a Spirit! A Spirit that's only responsible for being cute and living off others!"

"How did I suddenly become an alchemist?!"

Master Pagoda was somewhat resistant, fidgeting and unwilling to refine pills.

He had a premonition that if he succeeded in refining pills, his future days would be miserable.

His pleasant life of lying flat and living off others would be gone forever.

At this moment, Jun Wangyou saw Master Pagoda's hesitant look and seemed to guess something.

His fists clenched with a creak, and his eyes narrowed into a cold smile:

"Tata, these materials cost me a lot of Spirit Stones. Wasting them is not a good habit.

I'll give you two choices now: one is to refine the pills for me, and the other is for me to use you as a paperweight in the outhouse. You choose."

"No, I'll refine them, I'll refine them."

Hearing that he was going to be used as a paperweight in the outhouse, Master Pagoda shivered and immediately agreed.

And so, Master Pagoda, who had lived a carefree life, finally began his arduous life of labor.

Master Pagoda wasn't lying; he was indeed an Alchemy Grandmaster.

Although he hadn't refined pills in years, making Qi Refining Pills was as easy as pie.

He could typically refine five furnaces in an hour, with each furnace yielding over a hundred pills, every single one a top-grade product.

Beside him, Jun Wangyou's eyes lit up, looking every bit the unscrupulous boss squeezing his employee.

And while Jun Wangyou was furiously refining pills...

In a luxurious cave dwelling within the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, Chen Xiaotian was being beaten by his own brother.

"Ah!!!"

"Ahhhh!!"

"Brother, I was wrong, stop hitting me, I'm your real brother!!"

Chen Xiaotian's pig-like screams echoed through the cave dwelling.

Immediately after, a young man's furious scolding could be heard.

"You actually know I'm your brother! Is this how you treat your own brother?"

"You used to run amok, and I turned a blind eye because you're my brother."

"But now, you've gone and directly provoked Jun Wangyou!"

"Do you even know who that Jun Wangyou is?!"

"I, with a hundred brothers, still couldn't afford to offend him!"

"No! I'm going to beat you to death today, you unfilial son!"

"Ahhhh!!"

After a long while, the cave dwelling gradually quieted down.

In a courtyard, Chen Tian was furious, his hair disheveled and his aura surging as if he had just emerged from a fierce battle.

In front of him, Chen Xiaotian lay on the ground like a dead dog, unmoving.

Foaming at the mouth, his eyes vacant, he was clearly on his last breath.

It was evident that Chen Tian had truly beaten Chen Xiaotian within an inch of his life.

After venting his anger, Chen Tian finally calmed down.

His eyes flickered, deep in thought.

"Although Jun Wangyou didn't harm Xiaotian physically, he didn't let him off the hook verbally. No, I must go and apologize in person!"

"Otherwise, if Jun Wangyou holds a grudge, my future will be ruined."

"But I need a gift to apologize..."

Thinking this, Chen Tian's gaze shifted to Chen Xiaotian.

"Perhaps I should just beat this brat to death, he's wasting food alive anyway."

Chen Tian suddenly jolted and quickly shook his head:

"No, no, Xiaotian is my only brother, my only family in this world. He absolutely cannot die!"

"In that case, there's only one way."

Chen Tian's face contorted in pain as he carefully took out a token.

"Purple Lord Immortal Mansion Token. I obtained this through sheer luck and near-death experiences. It should be enough to appease him," Chen Tian muttered to himself.

As for using Spirit Stones or pills for an apology, he hadn't even considered it.

Jun Wangyou, as True Man Qingwei's only disciple, would surely not be lacking in pills and Spirit Stones, right?

He definitely wouldn't be.

Therefore, Chen Tian hadn't considered that option at all.

Of course, if Jun Wangyou knew his thoughts, he would have flipped out on the spot!

I am lacking!

Extremely lacking!