The Simple Girl, Wu Jing

The aura surrounding this woman revealed that she possessed the cultivation of the fifth level of the Eternal Antiquity Realm, the most common cultivation level among outer disciples of the Blackstone Mountain Range.

"I am indeed Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng nodded with a faint smile.

Wu Jing giggled, walked over, and proactively extended her hand. "My name is Wu Jing. Nice to meet you."

Jiang Feng reached out and shook Wu Jing's hand. Glancing curiously around the room, he asked, "Is it just you here?"

Wu Jing's expression dimmed at his words, carrying a hint of embarrassment. "Mm... of course it's not just me."

"There are a hundred and fifty outer disciples working in the Refining Workshop in total. They're divided into ten shifts, taking turns working here."

"There are fourteen people in our shift. With you, that makes fifteen now. We have to work here continuously for three months."

Jiang Feng pointed at the empty Refining Workshop and asked, "Where are the others, then?"

Wu Jing shrugged and said helplessly, "They won't come."

Jiang Feng asked curiously, "Why not?"

Wu Jing scratched her head. "Well... they've handed all the work over to me."

Jiang Feng understood at once. It seemed that the Blackstone Mountain Range had its fair share of injustice as well.

Clearly, for some reason, Wu Jing had become everyone's punching bag.

No wonder she was so filthy. Having to complete the workload of fourteen people alone, perhaps she simply had no time to care about her clothes.

"How can that be?" Jiang Feng frowned. He had always despised those who used their power to bully others.

"Everyone is equal. What gives them the right to make you do all the work alone?"

Wu Jing chuckled. "It's actually nothing. I'm used to it. Besides, this way I