Just a... cook?
The elder was struck speechless on the spot.
The disciples and prodigies stared at one another, wondering whether they had misheard.
"Senior brothers and sisters, am I hearing things? Did I hear that wrong? The man who defeated Senior Brother Chen is just a cook at Qingyun Prefecture?"
"A cook defeated a prodigy ranked in the Inner Court's top hundred..."
"Well... honestly, I did imagine the people at Qingyun Prefecture would be strong, but I never imagined even a cook could be this strong."
"What's wrong with being a cook? That's hardly unreasonable. Wasn't Saintess Ye just the young master's guard before? Now, not only has she become our young mistress, she's even reached the Great Emperor Realm."
As the discussion went on.
Someone could no longer resist asking teasingly, "Young master, do you still need servants at your residence? Bringing foot-washing water, chopping wood and tending fires, washing clothes and cooking, or even keeping accounts-I can do it all!"
"Young master, could I enter your household as a little maid to warm your feet?"
"Young master, I can guard your home."
These scenes utterly stunned the Outer Court junior brothers and sisters who arrived later to watch the excitement.
The senior sisters who were usually icy beauties and the senior brothers who acted as though they alone reigned supreme were now scrambling to become Chen Mu's servants and maids.
They were even... fighting dogs for their jobs??
Their carefully cultivated images had crumbled completely.
Calm down! You're prodigies!!
Chen Mu simply said, "Qingyun Prefecture has no plans to recruit talent for now."
Little did he know that, from this day onward, another powerful faction had emerged within Tianyuan Holy Land, named Qingyun Prefecture.
The supreme holy land in every disciple's heart!
Their slogan rang out: