I was just collecting them casually, how did the disciples become emperors?

On the morning of the third day, Zhao Changsheng finally couldn't hold it in any longer after finishing his chores. He came to Ye Xinghe and knelt down with a plop, his eyes slightly red. "Master, I don't understand why everyone else is practicing intensively, but you only let me do these chores? I'm not afraid of hardship, but I'm afraid of disappointing Master's expectations and not being able to win the Outer Sect's number one position."

Ye Xinghe slowly opened his eyes and reached out to help Zhao Changsheng up, his expression leisurely: "Changsheng, on the path of cultivation, the most important thing to avoid is impatience. You must know that no matter how powerful your skills are or how strong your spiritual power is, you can easily go astray and make mistakes at critical moments."

"Master has you do these chores to hone your character. Even if you encounter a strong opponent in ten days, you will be able to deal with it calmly and not be disturbed by external things."

Zhao Changsheng seemed to be lost in thought, carefully pondering his master's words. In his naiveté, he seemed to have realized something and nodded heavily: "Master, I understand!"

To be honest, Ye Xinghe is just playing badly.

What are you afraid of?

I am a person with a system.

Then in the next few days, Zhao Changsheng still obeyed Ye Xinghe's orders, diving when he was required to, and doing all the odd jobs.

The peak masters and saint masters kept an eye on Ye Xinghe's movements. They originally thought they could see some clues of his sophisticated special training, but unexpectedly, all they saw every day was Zhao Changsheng busy with the daily necessities and sweeping the floor.

The Holy Lord was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Humph, this Ye Xinghe is just ridiculous! Such a promising seedling was given to him, and he was tortured like this. It's really a waste of talent. Is he deliberately trying to lose and deliberately playing badly?"

The master of Divine Medicine Peak was also stamping his feet anxiously, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly. "A few of the elixirs that we have in Divine Medicine Peak's collection, which help to boost power and consolidate foundations, would be enough for this kid to make rapid progress. But he just does menial tasks, wasting the precious time given by this excellent talent. It's really infuriating!"

The Spirit Sword Peak Master's face was also filled with rage. He drew his sword and slashed it several times in the air, as if the blade was aimed at Ye Xinghe. "My Spirit Sword Peak has many exquisite sword techniques. Any one of them can make his combat power soar. But Ye Xinghe treats them like old shoes. I really don't know what he is up to. If this ruins Zhao Changsheng's future, will he bear the responsibility?"

The more they talked, the angrier they became. They all felt that it would be a waste of talent like this in Ye Xinghe's hands!

People like this don't deserve to be here!

In order to prevent Ye Xinghe from succeeding, the leaders of each peak gathered their disciples who had the potential to compete for the championship as soon as they returned to their own territories, and urged them to do so in a stern manner.

"This matter is of great importance. Ye Xinghe is acting recklessly, and we cannot let him go crazy! You must train hard day and night, using all the resources your master has given you. In ten days, you must crush Zhao Changsheng and drive Ye Xinghe, this black sheep, out of the holy land forever. Don't let this peak lose face!"

The disciples followed orders, holding the pills and clutching their newly acquired magic weapons, and plunged into the training room, practicing day and night without stopping. The spiritual energy in the room also fluctuated frequently.

You have to know that they and the sect are in cahoots with each other and have been unhappy with that useless Peak Master for a long time!

Take the opportunity to drive away this useless Peak Master!

As for Zhao Changsheng, he completed his daily tasks of sweeping the floor, cooking, and washing clothes. Occasionally, when he looked up, he could see his master Ye Xinghe leisurely.

Ye Xinghe found a pavilion where the warm sun was shining. There was a lot of delicious food on the table. He held the wine pot and drank slowly, teasing the spiritual bird in the cage from time to time. The spiritual bird had bright feathers and a clear and melodious voice. It jumped and played on his fingertips, making Ye Xinghe laugh.

Zhao Changsheng: ...

The surrounding noise seemed to have nothing to do with him, and there was no sense of tension of an impending battle.

At first, Zhao Changsheng was also worried. After all, this bet was about whether he could continue to stay with his master, and whether his master would be driven away.

He was also worried. What if there really was a very strong opponent in this place?

But why is Master so leisurely?

But as time went on, Zhao Changsheng calmed down and thought carefully, and he felt more and more that his master's move must have a deeper meaning.

At night, Zhao Changsheng finished his work and quietly walked to the courtyard of Ye Xinghe's residence. After bowing, he asked softly, "Master, I have a doubt in my heart. The outside world says that you neglect to teach me and only know how to have fun, but I know that Master would never be like that."

"I boldly speculate that Master, your realm is far more complex than it appears. Others may only consider you a semi-saint, but I believe you have most likely reached the peak of the Great Remaining Stage. That's why you are so calm and composed. There must be a reason for letting me do these odd jobs, right?"

Ye Xinghe put down the wine cup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Changsheng, with a hint of praise in his eyes.

This apprentice thinks very quickly.

But he couldn't say that he had a system and was not afraid of anything!

Ye Xinghe then stood up and walked to a spiritual tree in the courtyard, raising his hand to gently stroke the rough bark. "On the path of cultivation, state of mind is as important as foundation. You are much more successful in practicing the techniques and absorbing spiritual energy than others, but if your state of mind is impetuous and your foundation is unstable, even the slightest setback in the future could lead to your downfall."

"Sweeping the floor is sweeping away the distracting thoughts in your mind."

"Cooking is all about controlling the heat with spiritual power."

"Washing clothes washes away the dust of your mind. Once you have thoroughly understood these daily trivialities, you will be able to use them freely and skillfully."

The more Zhao Changsheng listened, the brighter his eyes became. His heart surged with joy, and his face was filled with enlightenment. "So that's how it is! Master has good intentions. Today, I finally understand them completely. From now on, I will definitely study them with all my heart."

How could he know that Ye Xinghe was talking nonsense seriously!

At dawn on the eighth day, soft light filtered through the mottled shadows of the trees and fell into the courtyard.

Ye Xinghe stretched lazily, yawned, and then slowly walked towards Zhao Changsheng. He raised his hand and threw a secret book with slightly curled pages into Zhao Changsheng's arms.

The secret book looked inconspicuous, and the words on the cover were a little blurry.

It was because he accidentally got caught in the rain when he was drying his books some time ago.

Zhao Changsheng hurriedly caught it and looked up with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Master, what is this?"

Ye Xinghe scratched his head, waved his hand casually and burped.

He had a few drinks last night and was still a little tipsy when he mumbled, "Oh, this is something your master passed down, called the 'Hunyuan Xinghe Jue'. Back then, your master relied on this technique to defeat all opponents in the world. You should take it and study it yourself. If you master it, you will definitely benefit from it."

Zhao Changsheng nodded heavily and sat on the ground holding the secret book.

Then he couldn't wait to turn to the first page.

As soon as he saw it, a stream of obscure and mysterious information flooded into his mind like a tide. Fortunately, he was gifted and had been enlightened by his master before, so his mind quickly sorted out and digested this information.