Chapter 28 Miscellaneous Affairs

  Among the purple, black, white and red robes, the black robe represents extremely high strength. He couldn't see through his opponent's cultivation, so he respectfully said: "Wang Lin greets Zhang Shixiong, congratulations to Shixiong for being promoted to black robe."

  The young man in black glanced at Wang Lin, his expression slightly relaxed, and said: "Last month, I successfully entered the fifth layer of the Condensing Qi stage. It has something to do with you too. If it wasn't for searching for you and discovering that Wind Eye, I wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly."

  Wang Lin was taken aback and asked, "Zhang Shixiong, can the suction vortex on that mountain ridge still be of assistance in our cultivation?"

  The young man in black nodded and said, "When you reach the peak of the fourth layer of Qi Condensation, you can open the fifth layer's mouth formula to go there, and at that time, you will naturally know the effect." After finishing speaking, he swept his eyes over Wang Lin again and said, "Wang junior brother, your innate talent is mediocre, this originally was an unselectable matter, but since you have already become an inner sect disciple, you need to work even harder to cultivate. I see that there isn't even half a point of spiritual energy in your body, obviously you haven't reached the first layer of Qi Condensation yet. It's clear that among the current inner sect disciples, probably only you haven't reached the first layer."

  Wang Lin was taken aback in his heart, but on the surface, he forced a smile and said, "I will remember Brother's teachings and work twice as hard to cultivate." After finishing speaking, he changed the subject, skillfully diverting the conversation, and asked, "What brings Brother Zhang here?"

  The young man in black smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing big, a registered disciple from the Miscellaneous Affairs Department has gone missing. Someone saw you going there that day, so I came to ask you about it."

  Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "I remember this matter. I don't usually go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department either. Half a month ago, when I passed by there, that registered disciple spoke disrespectfully to me, and I taught him a lesson. Perhaps he was worried that I would find trouble for him, so he left the mountain himself."

  Zhang Shixiong nodded slightly, with a hint of a smile, and looked at Wang Lin, saying: "A disciple who is disliked by everyone, it's not important. Today I came for another matter. The sect leader and several elders discussed and thought that the Miscellaneous Affairs Department should not be controlled by an outer door disciple. They want to arrange an inner door disciple to take charge of it, but all the inner door disciples are unwilling to go, they are all busy with their cultivation."

  Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said: "I understand, this is assigning work to me."

  "Zhang Shixiong smiled and nodded: 'You can take the rest of the day off, things are chaotic at the Miscellaneous Affairs Department right now. After you go, make sure to tidy up properly.'"

  After finishing speaking, he made a fist at Wang Lin and stepped on his foot. A crystal clear small sword suddenly appeared, taking the opponent with him and turning into a long rainbow, disappearing in an instant.

  Wang Lin's face showed a look of helplessness, he didn't want to go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, where there were many people and eyes, it was easy to be discovered by others, and normally there would be a lot of work, which would seriously affect his cultivation time. But now he couldn't not go, so with a belly full of anger, he returned to his room, packed up his luggage, and came to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

  After arriving here, he had already made up his mind that he absolutely could not stay in the miscellaneous affairs department for too long. At present, the only way was to thoroughly mess up the affairs of the miscellaneous affairs department and let all the registered disciples go to the sect leader to request a replacement.

  After making up his mind, Wang Lin tidied up the Liu youngster's room a bit. In the end, except for a bed and a table, all useless things were thrown into the courtyard.

  When doing this, several disciples came to the miscellaneous department one after another. They had already learned the news of Wang Lin taking over this place. One by one was nervous and uneasy. The few people who were most sarcastic about Wang Lin at first were even pale in the face and beating drums in their hearts.

  Wanted to go up and help Wang Lin collect the crops, but after being glared at by Wang Lin, she obediently stood in the courtyard, frozen with fear.

  After receiving everything, Wang Lin slowly pulled out a chair and sat down, calmly gazing at the over 100 named disciples in front of him. He knew that the Hengyue Sect had many named disciples, and these were just a part of them. In the following days, every day there would be named disciples returning to hand over their work.

  "You, from now on chop firewood, 500 catties every day!" Wang Lin casually pointed to one person, he remembered that this person had secretly mocked him before.

  That person was taken aback and immediately looked crestfallen, saying: "Elder Brother Wang, I...I used to work in the kitchen, I only know how to cook, not chop firewood."

  Wang Lin's eyes rolled over, and he hummed a sound from his nose, saying: "Increase the amount, 1,000 catties per day!"

  The other party suddenly knelt on the ground, let out a loud wail and sobbed: "Wang brother, please spare me, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have mocked you earlier, but don't take revenge either... 1000 catties is too much for me to handle, how about 500 catties instead?"

  Everyone's face was filled with shock and amazement, they thought Wang Lin would make things difficult for them, but they never expected that he wasn't making things difficult at all, it was clear that he was maliciously retaliating.

  Several disciples in the crowd immediately shouted in dissatisfaction: "Don't listen to him, let's go find the elder and have the elder preside over justice, this Wang Lin is too much!"

  "That's right, let's go find the elder and have another inner disciple take over here. If we don't switch, we'll kneel for a long time without getting up!"

  "Come on, let's go! Everyone, don't stay here anymore. Wang Lin has a smug look on his face, he doesn't even think about how he only entered the sect by relying on his own death, it's really embarrassing!"

  The voices grew more and more intense, until finally eighty or ninety people left the courtyard, muttering curses and looking wronged. They headed towards the main hall, shouting along the way that they wanted justice for Wang Lin's words that wouldn't let them live.

  Wang Lin leaned back in his chair, not stopping them. He was rather looking forward to these people succeeding, so that when the sect leader got angry, someone else would come here and he could focus on cultivating quietly.

  The remaining dozen or so people hesitated, wanting to leave but fearing that if things didn't work out, they would thoroughly offend Wang Lin.

  Wang Lin was not in a hurry, waiting for the result of Zhengyuan. Not long after, the disciples who had just left returned one by one, their faces filled with despair and dejection. This time they did not shout or make a scene, but instead were silent, their eyes revealing their desperation.

  Wang Lin looked at their expressions and understood that this matter was not going to work out, feeling quite disappointed. He thought to himself that it seemed he still needed to make a bigger fuss about this. Thinking of this, he curled his lip, swept a glance over the crowd, and said: "You all used to mock me behind my back, listen up, I'm here today to take revenge. If anyone's not satisfied, go find the elder, whoever can drive me out of this miscellaneous affairs office, I'll thank him."

  "Master Wang, have mercy on us and spare our lives." One of the disciples immediately begged for forgiveness.

  "Yes, Brother Wang, we were blind back then, spare us now, I...I'll kowtow to you."

  "Master Wang, they all spoke ill of you at first, but I didn't, I even defended you back then, I..."