Fang Rou glanced at the pool on the left.
This pool was for the more than twenty other miscellaneous servants besides Ye Lingyue.
The square pool held barely one-third of the water, looking pitifully shallow.
As expected, Fang Rou raised an eyebrow.
More than twenty newcors, yet they couldn’t even fill the pool; these newcors were truly pampered.
She lazily turned her gaze to the pool on the right, the one Ye Lingyue was responsible for.
Who knew, at a single glance, Fang Rou was stunned.
The entire pool... was actually filled to the brim with water.
It looked as if a torrential downpour had overflowed a river.
The water shimred mockingly at them.
To have filled it completely, how did that newcor nad Ye Lingyue achieve this?
Fang Rou herself had been a newcor, and the old workers from that year hadn’t spared her any hardships.
She rembered that even at her best, she could only fill one-third of the pool in a day. Yet, Ye Lingyue, new to this place, had filled the entire pool?
This was too fantastical, wasn’t it?
Fang Rou was puzzled, and by then, Steward Xiao had returned.
The result of the day’s task was as expected: Ye Lingyue completed the task alone, secretly training all day, while the other twenty-odd miscellaneous servants missed their dinner for failing to finish the job.
After nightfall, the miscellaneous servants lay on the cold, hard beds, tired from the day’s labor and hungry from skipping a al, their bodies colder than ever.
Especially thinking about facing that pool of water again the following day, none could sleep, tossing and turning restlessly.
At that mont, soone knocked and entered.
A delicious aroma accompanied the newcor.
Everyone scrambled to sit up.
"It’s you? Ye Lingyue?"
Ye Lingyue stood there, holding a basket of steaming white buns. The crowd gulped.
They had been pampered at ho, indifferent to such buns, but now disadvantaged and hungry, these white buns were irresistibly tempting.
Ye Lingyue handed over the basket; the others hesitated before gobbling quickly.
"Ye Lingyue, where did you get these buns?"
"Why are you being so generous?"
The new workers stared doubtfully at Ye Lingyue between bites.
"I have my ans to get food. But it’s only for tonight. Whether you can ensure enough to eat depends on you after this." Ye Lingyue spread her hands.
Even among the new workers, Ye Lingyue stood out.
Not just for anything else, but for her living alone in a small courtyard and having a ’genius brother’ taken in as a disciple by the Sect Leader.
The principle of one person attaining the Dao, uplifting all around, was familiar to these noble family prodigies. Moreover, her miraculous feat of filling the water pool alone had earned rare praise from Steward Xiao, who never complinted anyone.
Unknowingly, Ye Lingyue beca the most exceptional among these new servants.
The workers chewed with bulging cheeks, thinking of the fierce older servants, the lowly food in hand, and the past glories in their families. Tears welled up, and the buns felt dry and hard to swallow.
Seeing her mont, Ye Lingyue enticed them further.
"Have you ever thought that if we’re always stuck in nial work, neglecting our cultivation, we’ll be servants for life? Instead, if you train privately, there might be a chance to turn your fate."
While Lonely Moon Sea was harsh to servants, there was a chance for them to beco Outer Sect Disciples.
Every two years, there was an assessnt, giving servants a chance for advancent.
Except for a few talented ones, most servants were buried in chores, with only two days off a month and als too plain to allow extra training.
"It’s easy to say, but hard to do. We can’t even guarantee three als a day," one complained discontentedly.
"If I could help you secure als, complete tasks, and guarantee daily training ti, but in return, I need your monthly Low-level Spirit Stones," Ye Lingyue got to the point, stating her real intention.
She wasn’t a saintly figure; with the Cauldron Spirit dormant and her separations from Little Di Shen, she needed every possible way to improve her harsh surroundings.
Spirit Stones, she needed more of them.
Ye Lingyue’s conditions were quickly accepted by the new workers.
The reason was simple: first, they didn’t know the actual worth of the Low-level Spirit Stones; secondly, having failed to complete tasks, they lacked not only als but any sign of Spirit Stones.
Instead, Ye Lingyue offered them food security and extra training ti, an opportunity seemingly dropping from the sky.
With just two baskets of buns, Ye Lingyue managed to secure the newcors’ Spirit Stones in advance.
Moreover, Ye Lingyue made them all promise, no one was allowed to ntion tonight’s event.
The next day, Ye Lingyue and the other newcors continued as usual, fetching water.
However, unlike before, the newcors discreetly found places to train.
They no longer concerned themselves with how Ye Lingyue managed both pools of water alone.
Ye Lingyue, on her part, only needed to send extra water outside of Hong ng Heaven.
Under the watchful, suspicious eyes of senior workers, by dusk, Steward Xiao ca for inspection.
This ti, Steward Xiao was very satisfied: this group of new servants adapted quickly, akin to past newcors, efficiently handling the workshop’s tasks and filling two pools in just two days.
That night, all the workers gleefully enjoyed dinner, and training throughout the day subtly increased their Primordial Power within.
After dinner, Ye Lingyue returned to her quarters. Approaching the courtyard gate, she saw Elder Feng standing nearby, and before him...
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