Senior Sisters, I don't Want to Work Hard Anymore!

Chapter 184 – Cloud Jì Ask Dao Tower

In the secret realm of the cave heaven, the sky was clear and sunny, with not a cloud in sight for miles.

Despite the many years that had passed since the fall of the mysterious Daoist Supreme, the world he had created still maintained a perfectly self-consistent system of Daoist laws. Those with insufficient cultivation could hardly feel any difference between this place and the outside world.

On a gentle slope, Qing Muling put away the Soul Slaying Bell in his hand. He had just been through a bloody battle, yet his body remained clean and agile, showing no signs of fatigue.

The ground was littered with corpses, including human cultivators and native spirit beasts of the secret realm. Some of the creatures were quite large and intimidating, and the air was still filled with the chaotic remnants of their violent spiritual power.

Cheng Yulan and Yu Binghua, two senior sisters, were directing Daoist puppet soldiers to clean up the battlefield. Qing Muling had intended to help but was refused by them. After all, he had already worked hard enough, and it was only right for him to rest now.

The cause of the incident was simple: the three siblings were hunting spirit beasts and collecting ancient medicinal herbs in the mountains when a group of passing rogue cultivators took a fancy to them. After confirming there were only three of them, the rogues became more brazen, hurling lewd comments and threatening to seize their gains.

Naturally, there was no room for discussion. An enraged Qing Muling took the lead, with the assistance of his two senior sisters, and in a short time, the group was slaughtered. The intense battle disturbed some powerful spirit beasts in the area, which angrily joined the fray, only to be killed by the trio as well.

"…Nothing good, just a bunch of paupers, what a waste of time!"

Cheng Yulan sighed in disappointment after inspecting the spoils gathered in one place.

There were only some spiritual and treasure-grade storage bracelets and rings, flying swords, Daoist robes, and low-level medicinal pills. The craftsmanship was crude, and the quality was poor. These rogue cultivators were mostly the struggling lower class of the cultivation world, so how could they have any significant wealth? If not for the valuable spirit beasts nearby, this fight would have indeed been a loss.

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