Chapter 5694: Common Prosperity, Part 4
The cultivators of the Eastern Domain began to suffer.
Their Overlord, wuwuwu, suddenly became like a person on steroids, gathering them daily in front of the bamboo building plaza...
Well, it was called a plaza, but it was really just an empty space, where she put them through extra training.
Every day, she'd wave a small rattan whip around in front of them.
The Overlord found them extremely displeasing, sometimes recording their training sessions with image talismans and threatening to show them to their juniors in Divine Continent, Azure Continent, and Netherworld Continent later.
So their descendants could admire how their ancestors, who ascended to the Sacred Domain, began their "salted fish" lives.
Wuwu...
The Overlord is truly despicable to the core!
How could she be so malicious?
The Overlord's actions truly broke the Eastern Domain cultivators' hearts.
After five consecutive days of extra training, an Eastern Domain cultivator began to complain, "Overlord, you've been putting us Eastern Domain cultivators through extra training every day, saying that we need to build up our physical strength to reclaim wasteland later."
"But we feel that, since you are the Overlord of our entire Sacred Domain, you should treat everyone equally, regardless of East, West, North, or South, right?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Zhang makes a lot of sense."
He Weiping twitched his mouth, then said seriously, "I also think what Brother Zhang said is reasonable. Overlord, since our future goal is common prosperity, then first, we must standardize the training pace, don't you agree?"
Everyone nodded in agreement, their bright, dog-like eyes fixed on Adult Qiaoqiao, as they collectively cupped their hands. "Overlord, please issue an order to bring in people from the other three domains for extra training too!"
Heh heh, is it true that shared joy is better than solitary joy?
There was no reason for only the brothers and sisters of the Eastern Domain to live such miserable lives, right?
Qiaomu thought they had a point. She waved her hand and issued another order: Command the cultivators from the other three domains to gather at the plaza in front of the bamboo building tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM)!
The miserable life mode for the Sacred Domain brothers began!
The little Overlord sent people daily to supervise their drills and, when free, led everyone to reclaim wasteland.
However, what pleased everyone the most was that the first piece of reclaimed wasteland in front of the bamboo building began to show results under the cultivation of sacred earth and sacred water.
A month later, most households in the Eastern Domain had built bamboo houses and were living peaceful and prosperous lives.
Little Mo Bao, with nothing to do every day, was sent to school by his father, spending his days listlessly with a group of younger children.
One day, as the little one packed his things and walked home from school.
He was suddenly pulled.
Little Mo Bao looked back, then suddenly turned.
He raised his small fist and punched the person who grabbed him right in the face.
"Ouch!" The person fell to the ground, clutching their nose and crying out in pain. "You little imp, why are you hitting people?"
Adult Guangguang, carrying Little Mo Bao's small backpack, rushed over from behind. As soon as he saw someone lying on the ground, his face immediately darkened. "Mommy says that people who like to lie on the ground are usually trying to stage an accident."
"Exactly." Little Mo Bao looked at him warily. "Old grandpa, why are you sneaking behind me? Are you trying to trick me?"
The old man stood up with a hunched back, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "Little Young Master, don't mistake good intentions. I have a secret talisman scroll here, never passed on to outsiders! I guarantee you'll learn it just by reading it, and once you learn it, you'll be invincible!"
"Hahahaha," Little Mo Bao couldn't help but laugh.
It seems Qiaomu is quite the strict leader, pushing the cultivators towards "common prosperity" through tough love and special training. And Little Mo Bao is following in her footsteps, with a sharp wit and even sharper fists!
What do you think of this mysterious old man and his "talisman scroll"? Is he truly trying to help Little Mo Bao, or does he have ulterior motives?