Ignorant Cultivators

" Remove the blindfold." Jiang Ying Yue glanced at the man, who was standing there and fidgeting.

Zhao Zhong's whole body was stiff and his hands were also trembling slightly but he tried his best to not lose his composure. He kept reminding himself that he was an upright person who worked honestly and kept to himself. There was no way in thousand years he could have offended someone. Other than his two stupid disciples.....oh no, wait...

Zhao Zhong's expression suddenly changed when he remembered how he had chased away some....well, most of his customers because of his eccentric nature.

Did those uncouth fools were finally looking for revenge?

Damn, those ignorant cultivators!

" Bah! Those ignorantes!..."

Jiang Ying Yue: "....."

Others: "???"

Who was this guy calling ignorant?!

Yu Hai and the guards who were patrolling the area immediately drew their swords.

This man was finished!

Dared to call their master ignorant!

The shrill noise of the metal swords woke up Zhao Zhong in that instant from deep thought and his face turned pale looking at the dire situation.

His eyes instantly filled with deep sorrow as if he had realized today was the day he was going to meet his end.

However, he wasn't scared.

He was just...a little sad.

He was saddened by the fact that after today he would no longer be alive to pursue his dream. And his lifelong wish to achieve the highest realm of perfection in his craft would forever remain unfulfilled.

Zhao Zhong was really sad, one could even see some teardrops trickling from the corner of his eyes.

What a drama queen!

Jiang Ying Yue's mouth twitched. She suddenly felt that it was better to send this person back.

The blindfold covering his eyes had just been taken off and the man and his eccentric mind were already active.

Jiang Ying Yue shot Yu Hai a gaze who understood her meaning and tacitly retreated, followed by others.

" Mr. Zhao, it seems like you are doing pretty well."

" Of course, I was doing well until you brought me here. Who are you?" Zhao Zhong's tone was arrogant as ever despite his fear.

However, Jiang Ying Yue didn't mind and smiled faintly and said, " The person who's going to provide you with inspiration."

Zhao Zhong: " What do you mean?" He was completely puzzled, didn't these people bring him here to kill him? What was she talking about providing inspiration?

Zhao Zhong couldn't help but smell some conspiracies and his expression didn't improve instead, he looked more guarded.

After all, living to this age he knew too well there was no free lunch in this world.

Jiang Ying Yue didn't say more and took out a folded paper and handed it to him.

Although Zhao Zhong's face was full of question marks he subconsciously accepted the paper and unfolded it. And before he realized what he was doing his whole person froze as his gaze caught on to the content of the paper.

"....This...this...you..you..." Zhao Zhong could only stutter as words couldn't express his excitement.

" Yes, I want Mr.Zhao to help me rebuild my house." Jiang Ying Yue expressed her intention. Her meaning was very clear, there was no 'hope' or 'like to' in her sentence but a straightforward and forceful 'want' instead.

This matter had already been decided because she knew that this quirky man, who strove for perfection would agree to it.

Just as she had expected it didn't even take a second she saw Zhao Zhong nodded his furiously like he was pounding garlic, the man didn't even bother to negotiate and he was all set to take up the job.

Jiang Ying Yue couldn't help but eye the numerous patches on his clothes and thought to herself.

No wonder this man was so struggling!

Cradling the drawing in his hand Zhao Zhong was so happy that his smile could almost reach the back of his ears. His eyes shone with determination and desire. How he would wish he could get to work at this instant.

Nobody could understand the emotions raging within his heart right now, it was too intense to the point that he felt helpless.

Unlike others who lived to achieve so-called immortality, Zhao Zhong's desire was very simple.

To Zhao Zhong, these long years of immortality meant nothing if he couldn't even fulfill his passion.....And his passion lay in carpentry, not in cultivation. Cultivation may be the way of the world but it was not his passion.

Other people might not understand but each time when a piece of a shapeless block of wood took shape under his hands an inexplicable sense of achievement filled his heart. The delight he experienced was immense.

And this was something those ignorant and half-hearted cultivators would never understand.

Jiang Ying Yue: Uncle aren't you also a cultivator?

" Mr. Zhao since you agree to it let's draw the contract, you'll follow the usual market price, what do you think?" Seeing that the man wasn't speaking Jiang Ying Yue took the initiative to negotiate.

" Okay, okay, I'm fine with anything." Zhao Zhong nodded before he paused remembering something, " Oh, right, how should I address you?"

" My surname is Jiang."

Zhao Zhong paused briefly when heard her surname but didn't think much and said, " Alright then, Miss Jiang, can I also bring my two disciples? They have been learning from me for a long while and they are also quite diligent....Don't worry, you don't have to pay them they would be just following me to learn."

" Yes, you can." Jiang Ying Yue didn't have any objections, however, she warned him in advance, " But let me warn you, Mr. Zhao. What you saw here and learned here would best to keep it secret, otherwise, I am afraid you'll lose your head."

Under her piercing gaze, Zhao Zhong shuddered and all his excitement dissipated.

Although she said it in a casual tone it was undoubtedly a threat.

However, Zhao Zhong also understood that things weren't that simple and hurriedly promised.

Then contract was drawn and signed and Zhao Zhong was once again blindfolded and sent back to his village.

Jiang Ying Yue looked up at the ink-stained sky and declared that she was going for close-door cultivation.

A week passed in the blink of an eye and the day Zhao Zhong would be picked along with his two disciples arrived.

Early this morning Jiang Ying Yue also came down the mountain where she was carrying out her closed-door cultivation.

During this period, the small mountain behind the Jiang residence was off-limit, and Jiang Ying Yue found it very convenient and peaceful.

These days she could stay inside the space as long as she wished and no one would doubt anything.

She spent her days cultivating, reading books, and farming. Her days were indeed quite fulfilling. She was happy as she watched the crops grow and mature, ready to harvest.

The growth of the crops inside was just that fast, it didn't even take a week and they were ready to be harvested.

Before she came out Jiang Ying Yue had already harvested a batch.

" Miss, they're here." Qiu walked inside and informed her of the arrival of Zhao Zhong and his disciples.

" Hmm."

In another week they would be entering autumn, it was better to hurry up.

Soon the construction of the house began and everyone was busy.

Although Zhao Zhong's temperament was strange he was indeed a perfectionist. He never did anything half-heartedly and his disciples were the same.

Jiang Ying Yue was quite satisfied so she left the construction of the house under Zhao Zhong's management to attend other matters.

" Yu Hai, call the others here who aren't participating in the construction."

There were total hundred people in the Yue Mei army and not all of them were helping in rebuilding the mansion, half of them were idle.

Besides, their daily training and running some errands these people were mostly free.

And Jiang Ying Yue with her character of an orthodox capitalist wouldn't raise idlers.

Furthermore, if she didn't keep using them no matter how good they were they would turn rusty.

Jiang Ying Yue had already prepared a training plan for them.

Soon, everyone came over and lined up in a neat manner waiting for their master's instructions.

" Go and carry those wooden vats over and prepare hot water." Jiang Ying Yue gave the instruction and sat down as she waited.

However, Yue Mei guards were very quick and it didn't take long before everything was prepared.

Looking at the large vats bubbling with hot water Jiang Ying Yue walked up to them and threw a bunch of herbs unceremoniously. Then waited for a while for the water to cool down a bit before issuing her order, " Get in."

" Remember no matter how painful it is you have to bear it. If you want to grow stronger you have to bear it." Jiang Ying Yue's voice was especially stern different from her casual self. Her aura was so powerful that it gave Yu Hai and others the illusion that they were seeing the General.

They held the utmost respect for her, there was no way they'd disobey her.

Furthermore, during these years of training, what had they not gone through?

It was just a little pain. They believed that it was nothing.

Through their wooden faces, Jiang Ying Yue seemed to read their inner thoughts but she didn't correct them.

Heh...a bit of pain?

Sure, it was only a bit...bit to the extent that one felt like dying!

Jiang Ying Yue couldn't help but shudder whenever she thought of her experience.

Soon all the vats were occupied and Jiang Ying Yue asked them to channel their energy through their meridians while they soaked in the bath.