Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

Chapter 1156 - 541: Civil Engineering High-Paying Employment, Future Careers in Civil Engineering_3

Exhausted is the way to put it.Fortunately, these two were just overly spent, nothing serious, a little hot water will get them pulsing back.

Taking advantage of their rest, Li Yueqi explained the current situation to them and handed the memory seed condensed by Xiaoxue to the Mother Tree.

Originally thought I’d have to waste a lot of words, but unexpectedly, the Mother Tree agreed to Li Yueqi’s plan without a thought.

"Just grafting the roots, no big deal, nothing hard," said the Mother Tree.

Li Yueqi wanted to say something but ended up keeping her mouth shut.

Although she was the one who suggested the idea, now that she thought about it, it was indeed somewhat strange. When grafted together, would she be considered a Holy Tree or a Mother Tree?

Let’s just say the brain circuits of plants are genuinely quirky, hard to judge by common sense.

Once this side’s plan was settled, Zhang Ze’s side was also coordinated properly.

They plan to plant trees while experimenting, first connecting the two Holy Trees from the Central Continent and West Continent into a straight line.

Once confirmed correct, they would start from the center of Central State, using this line as the starting point to circle and cover all four continents, like flipping a pancake.

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Early winter, Snow Falling on Cyan Thorn, the tree planting plan in execution.

In the Sword Sect’s seventh Sword Pavilion, new disciple Chu Yang followed behind the senior brothers, flying through the wind and snow.

Though having been in the sect for more than half a month, he still felt the world a bit odd.

It seemed like everything changed appearance in the blink of an eye.

He remembered when he was little, an old cultivator from the mountains came to his village.

With just a hand of talisman, the method of drawing water astonished the villagers, making them kneel down.

Afterward, the old cultivator inexplicably stayed in the village, even settled down, and took Chu Yang as a disciple, telling him many stories about immortal cultivation.

Tales of strict rules from reputable sects, tales of the hard path of cultivation, rare opportunities.

Until nearly exhausted lifespan, Chu Yang’s master kept mumbling about the bitterness of cultivation, urging his young disciple to bury him in the dry well of Chu Yang’s home.

After burying his master, Chu Yang left the desolate village, embarking on his path of cultivation.

At first, as he left, the world was indeed like his master described, but unexpectedly, just past a ten-mile slope, everything felt off.

He’d heard immortal techniques were hard to find, yet the soy milk vendor was chatting about how his soy milk skill was called "Wu Mountain Dropping Cloud Green Abyss," a registered immortal technique, available at the bookstore for five coins each, and he had reached transformation realm.

Over there, a limp Old Ascender, driving something called a jeep, chasing his disciples, claiming to be training them on invincible flying kicks and steel head iron bones.

Immortals aren’t hidden, experts everywhere, opportunities five coins each, ten coins for three.

This scene instantly made the greenhorn Chu Yang somewhat bewildered.

This was entirely unlike what his master promised, he suspected this was some invincible great power’s illusion, maybe he’d already fallen into the Wandering Souls Banner.

Just as he was about to escape, Chu Yang was stopped by someone, a senior brother squinting with a smile looking at him, saying to Chu Yang.

"Have you heard of the Sword Sect?

"Would you like to learn swordsmanship?

"Young lad, would you like to save the world?

"If you want, then follow me, I see your bones are remarkable, simply a born sword cultivator seedling.

"We Sword Sect are a prestigious sect, our department lacks talents like you.

"Our Sword Sect’s civil engineering department is invincible, everyone praises it."

"Oh, forgot to introduce myself, my name is Fifth Steel, if you agree, I’ll take you to the East City riverbank branch office to register now."

Chu Yang was made dizzy by the words, he thought dual cultivation of earth and wood swordsmanship sounded quite good.

And so, Chu Yang, confused and muddled, was pulled onto the bandwagon by this oddly named senior brother.

.....

"What are you thinking about, brother?" Fifth Steel’s senior brother’s voice sounded in Chu Yang’s ear.

"Nothing much, I was just thinking about my childhood." Chu Yang responded casually.

This Fifth Steel senior brother heard and didn’t care, patting Chu Yang’s shoulder and said, "If you want to think, do it when washing feet tonight, now we work."

Saying that, he waved his big hand and planted a sign at the village entrance where the mountains and wild meet.

The sign read:

[Sword Sect Civil Engineering Department Under Construction, No Trespassing]

Then, Fifth Steel drew his shovel-like sword and slashed down.

Chu Yang was holding a box containing the Little Holy Tree, zoning out, waiting for senior brother’s instruction, yet perceiving the surrounding scenery felt familiar.

Until he saw the dry well in a ruined courtyard, suddenly realizing.

This was his home, that well was the dry well of his home, the bottom buried his previous master.

"No! Wait, senior brother!"

But it was too late for anything.

Civil engineering avenue, who dares to challenge, the thirty-six moves of the gray swordsmanship had been executed, never a reason to retract.