At the Servants' Peak, there was a martial arts field, vast in size, measuring several hundred meters in both width and length. It was paved entirely with massive gray-white stones, exuding an ancient and imposing aura. At the center of the square stood a giant stone sword, towering with authority.

This martial arts field was where the Outer Sect disciples practiced, and it was also the place Yang Ye had to clean today. With such a large area, it was obviously not something he could clean by himself; this was the workload of three people in one day.

If this had been yesterday, Yang Ye might have grumbled a bit, as such a large area would require at least four people working hard all day to finish cleaning it. This would leave him with no time to practice. But now, his heart was full of hope, and everything seemed perfect in his eyes.

At that moment, a mocking voice came from the side. "Oh, isn't this the number one waste in history? Oh, wait, no, it’s our Yang, the great Outer Sect disciple. You really wake up early, huh? Have you finished cleaning the martial arts field already? Hahaha..."

Hearing the mocking words, Yang Ye turned and looked at the three people standing to his right—his work partners for the day. Seeing their playful expressions, Yang Ye remained expressionless, his face revealing no signs of anger or joy.

The man leading the group was someone he knew—Du Xiu, also a servant disciple. However, Du Xiu had a bad reputation. Though he was a servant disciple, he never did any work, always passing his tasks onto others. The reason Du Xiu was so arrogant was that he had an uncle and a cousin in influential positions. His uncle, Manager Xu, oversaw all the servant disciples at the Sword Sect—more than two thousand of them! His cousin was an Outer Sect disciple!

With these two powerful backers, Du Xiu could act with impunity at the Servants' Peak, looking down on everyone.

The two people beside Du Xiu were Gao Qiu on the left and Li Ge on the right. They were also servant disciples, but they had a nickname: bootlickers.

Yang Ye collected his thoughts and said, "Since everyone is here, let’s divide the work. Four people, one person per side, to make it fair!"

"Hahaha..." Li Ge, who was standing to the left of Du Xiu, burst out laughing and pointed at Yang Ye. "Du Bro, did you hear that? This guy wants to assign you work. Hahaha, I thought this kid had some sense, but it turns out he's a complete fool!"

"That’s not right!" Gao Qiu pretended to be serious, looking at Li Ge. "This person is an Outer Sect disciple, even if it was only for a short time. How can we let someone who was once an Outer Sect disciple do such a lowly job? Du Bro, what do you think?"

"Hahaha..." Li Ge laughed again, looking at Gao Qiu. "Gao Qiu, you’re good! You can insult people without being direct. I, Li Ge, admire you. No wonder Du Bro favors you!"

"Where, where!" Gao Qiu humbly responded. "I just talk a lot, but Li Ge, you’re the one who can charge ahead and fight. Every time we come across those ungrateful people, it’s you who handles them. You’re Du Bro’s left-hand man!"

"..."

For a moment, the two of them exchanged compliments.

Yang Ye coldly watched them, letting the two of them praise each other.

Du Xiu walked up to Yang Ye and patted him on the shoulder.

"Not bad!" Yang Ye slapped Du Xiu’s hand away, walked in front of Li Ge and Gao Qiu, and said, "I know you’re jealous because I was once an Outer Sect disciple, and it makes you feel unbalanced. After all, you were once treated worse than dogs in front of Outer Sect disciples. Now that I’ve become a servant disciple, you want to take back the dignity you lost through me. I understand!" After finishing his words, Yang Ye turned around and picked up the broom, walking toward the center of the martial arts field.

Yang Ye's direct and sharp sarcasm made Li Ge and Gao Qiu’s faces turn red and white, like they had been poisoned. Du Xiu, standing to the side, squinted his eyes and his expression darkened. No one in the Servants' Peak had ever dared to disrespect him. No one had done it in the past, none did it now, and no one would do it in the future. He would never allow anyone to become an exception!

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Seeing Du Xiu’s face darken, Li Ge immediately understood. He rushed up to Yang Ye, pointing at him, "Yang Ye, do you still think you're an Outer Sect disciple? You’re just a waste who can’t even reach the first rank of a mortal in a whole year, the number one waste of all time! Du Bro let you clean for him because he’s giving you face. Don’t push your luck!"

"I’m a waste!" Yang Ye stopped and said, "But I’m still better than certain bootlickers, who spend all day acting like dogs. When their master is happy, they flatter; when their master is upset, they bark at others!"

"Fight, beat him to death! If you kill him, it’s on me!" Du Xiu’s face turned grim as he issued the order. No one dared challenge his authority in the Servants' Peak, and he would never allow it. He was the boss here, second only to his uncle!

Hearing Du Xiu’s command, Li Ge immediately grinned maliciously and threw a punch at Yang Ye’s face. He had long wanted to take action, but he didn’t dare without Du Xiu’s permission. If he killed Yang Ye, the consequences would be severe. But now, Du Xiu had spoken, and there was no hesitation.

Seeing Li Ge making his move, Yang Ye’s expression darkened. He wasn’t the kind of person who liked trouble, but that didn’t mean he was afraid of it. These three had insulted him verbally, then expected him to clean their workload all by himself, and now they were physically attacking him. He was really pissed off!

Turning around, Yang Ye launched a punch at Du Xiu’s right fist.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided. With a "crack," Du Xiu’s eyes widened, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

His Hand Was Broken"

Du Xiu was just about to pull back when Yang Ye suddenly grabbed his soft, limp fist with a reverse move, yanked it forcefully, and kicked his abdomen hard with his right foot.

"Bang!"

Du Xiu was immediately sent flying, and after flying a meter, he crashed heavily to the ground.

Although Yang Ye was also a servant disciple, he didn’t spend his days just working and idling around like the others. Every day, apart from his regular tasks, he spent all his time training his body. Whether it was windy or rainy, ever since he joined the Sword Sect, he had never stopped!

So, even though he hadn't become a mysterious practitioner yet, his physical strength was already not something these two could compare to.

After dealing with Li Ge, Yang Ye turned to look at Gao Qiu. Upon seeing Yang Ye’s gaze, Gao Qiu instinctively took two steps back, gripping his hands tightly and forcing himself to stay calm. "Du... Du Xiu is Manager Xu’s nephew, and his cousin is an Outer Sect disciple. If you touch him, Manager Xu and his cousin won’t let you off!"

Ignoring Gao Qiu’s attempt to threaten him, Yang Ye walked over to where Du Xiu lay on the ground, squatted down, and patted the fearful Du Xiu on the face. "Now, there are four of us and the entire martial arts field. You three will clean the whole area. Got a problem?"

Du Xiu swallowed hard, hesitating for a moment. Seeing Yang Ye clenching his fist, he hurriedly said, "No problem, no problem. We’ll clean it right away!" The principle of avoiding immediate conflict was something his uncle had taught him, and now he was using it.

Yang Ye glanced indifferently at Du Xiu before standing up, grabbing his broom, and walking swiftly toward Qingfeng Valley. He knew this wasn’t over. The people in front of him would still cause trouble. Du Xiu wouldn’t dare, but he would definitely ask his uncle or that Outer Sect disciple cousin to deal with him.

Right now, Yang Ye was strong in body but not yet a mysterious practitioner. He definitely wasn’t a match for an Outer Sect disciple. To protect himself, he had to train harder and become a mysterious practitioner as soon as possible. Otherwise, when that Outer Sect disciple came for him, he wouldn't even have the ability to resist!

So, he needed to speed up his cultivation and become a mysterious practitioner as soon as possible.

"Du Bro, what should we do now?" Li Ge helped Du Xiu up and said in a low voice. Now, he understood that he was no match for that person named Yang Ye. If they went looking for trouble, they’d just be asking for a beating.

Gao Qiu remained silent. Yang Ye’s ruthless and decisive actions had made him a bit fearful.

"Wait until my cousin comes back from visiting the mortal world. I’ll make sure he makes that guy’s life a living hell!" Looking at Yang Ye’s retreating figure, Du Xiu’s eyes flickered with a venomous light. It had been five years since he became a servant disciple, and no one had ever dared to treat him like this. The fact that someone dared to lay their hands on him filled him with hatred. The more he thought about it, the more his eyes burned with vengeful anger.

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The Gossip Spread

"Did you see that? That so-called number one waste, oh no, I mean Yang Ye, really gave Du Xiu and his lackeys a good beating!"

"What? Really? Du Xiu got beaten?"

"You’re not lying, right? Du Xiu’s uncle is Manager Xu, and his cousin is an Outer Sect disciple. Did that guy Yang Ye really dare to beat him?"

"What would I lie for? I saw it with my own eyes. Du Xiu and his two lackeys were just like usual, trying to get out of work and making Yang Ye clean the entire martial arts field alone. Yang Ye refused, so Du Xiu and the others started attacking him. But in the end, Yang Ye beat them up instead and made them clean his section!"

"Haha, how satisfying! That Du Xiu, usually relying on his uncle and cousin to bully us servant disciples, finally met his match! Come on, let’s tell others about this, let them enjoy it too..."

Before long, the story of Yang Ye beating up Du Xiu spread across the entire Servants’ Peak.

Meanwhile, Yang Ye had already arrived at Qingfeng Valley.