Chapter 6

In comparison, the number of chore disciples was much larger, reaching over one hundred thousand.

However, according to the status of the Daoyi Sect, such a number of disciples could already be considered sparse.

This was also the belief that the Daoyi Sect had always upheld: better to have nothing than to have something inferior. They didn't care about the number of disciples, but every disciple was an elite.

Take inner sect disciples, for example; the lowest cultivation was also the Golden Core Realm, and among them, there was no lack of Purple Mansion Realm, or even Nascent Soul Realm existences.

As for outer sect disciples, although there were no hard requirements other than age and talent, as long as talent, bone structure, and comprehension could all reach the upper grade, and they passed the Mirror of Reflection, they could become outer sect disciples.

But before the age of thirty, if they couldn't break through to the Meridian Opening Realm, they would be directly sent out to the mortal world by the sect to manage the Daoyi Sect's industries in the mortal world, which meant there would be no more immortal fate from then on.

It was no exaggeration to say that when Daoyi Sect disciples were placed in the outside world, each one could be considered a genius. This was also the reason why the Daoyi Sect could always stand tall in the Eastern Continent.

Of course, this naturally didn't include chore disciples, because chore disciples actually didn't care about talent.

Or to put it bluntly, chore disciples were more used for favors, just like Ye Changqing.

But even so, there were countless people breaking their heads trying to enter the Daoyi Sect, even if it was just as a chore disciple.

He felt that the Daoyi Sect was really the most suitable for him. The sect had harmonious relationships and was powerful, so he could completely rest assured and lie low.

He looked at the time and found that it was almost mealtime.

The kitchen of the Divine Jianfeng ate two meals a day, but generally, those who came were chore disciples. Outer sect disciples never came here, and even for chore disciples, not many people came.

There were thousands of chore disciples in the Divine Jianfeng in total, and the number of people coming to the kitchen every day was estimated to be less than one hundred.

"Let's have Braised Noodles for lunch today."

Turning around and walking into the kitchen, Ye Changqing began to prepare today's lunch.

At the same time, on the mountainside, two pretty-looking young girls were cleaning the courtyard for an outer sect disciple.

This was also the work of chore disciples.

They had been busy from morning until now, and finally, it was all completed. One of the girls wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

"I'm afraid it's too late to cook today, let's go to the kitchen to eat."

Chore disciples basically cooked for themselves in groups of three or five. Outer sect disciples went without saying; they didn't care what they ate, a Five-Grain Pill could solve it. Compared to eating, they cared more about breaking through to the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible to become inner sect disciples.

Therefore, the kitchen Ye Changqing was responsible for almost belonged to a transparent existence in the Divine Jianfeng.

Unless it was like these two girls, because they had things to do and no time to cook, they would go to the kitchen to deal with a meal.

Hearing this, the other girl frowned slightly and said.

"The kitchen, the things there are so hard to eat, I don't want to go."

"But there's no time now, and I'm so tired."

Having worked for a whole morning, the two girls were indeed tired. After hesitating for a moment, the girl who was unwilling before still nodded reluctantly.

"Alright then, let's go deal with a meal first, and we'll cook for ourselves again at night."

"Mm."

While the two girls were talking, the owner of this courtyard also walked out, a handsome-looking young man.

It had to be said, there didn't seem to be any ugly people in the Daoyi Sect. Even chore disciples were handsome men and beautiful women.

Of course, in terms of appearance, Ye Changqing absolutely belonged to the top-tier genius level. Anyway, so far, no one could be compared to him, and perhaps only the readers could slightly suppress him.

"Thank you for your hard work."

He said with a smile to the two girls. Hearing this, the two girls quickly bowed respectfully.

"Senior Brother Wu, you overstate it, this is originally our duty."

Facing the chore disciples, this Senior Brother Wu didn't have the slightest arrogance; on the contrary, he was very kind. This was also the way Daoyi Sect disciples usually interacted, which was very normal.

He rewarded them with some silver money, which was considered a little bit of his heart, and then let the two girls leave.

Although chore disciples needed to do a lot of work, at least the diet and daily life of the many outer and inner sect disciples of the entire Divine Jianfeng were the responsibility of the chore disciples.

But as long as the work was completed, the rest of the time could be arranged by themselves.

Leaving from Senior Brother Wu, the two girls walked along the mountain road toward the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, from all over the Divine Jianfeng, there were also chore disciples in twos and threes heading toward the kitchen.

The number of people wasn't large, counting fully, it was only about fifty or sixty people. These people were all planning to go to the kitchen to deal with a meal for various reasons.

At the kitchen entrance, Ye Changqing had already set up a large pot and also brought a large table.

Water was boiling in the pot, ready to boil noodles at any time. On the large table beside it, there was a large basin full of sauce, as well as green onions, cucumbers, and other various ingredients.

In order to maintain the texture, Ye Changqing learned from his past life and didn't boil the noodles in advance, but waited for someone to come to boil and eat them on the spot. In this way, the taste of the noodles was naturally better.

Before long, the first batch of chore disciples walked into the courtyard, three young men coming together.

"Junior Brother Changqing, what are you doing?"

Seeing Ye Changqing standing at the kitchen entrance at a glance, and also having a large pot and a table, the three were all a bit confused.

Didn't he usually boil rice and stir-fry dishes, and then they would go get it themselves? Why did he open the pot and boil water today?

Facing the three's questions, Ye Changqing smiled and replied.

"Invented a new dish, specially made it for you to taste. Three people, right?"

Hearing this, the three nodded.

"Mm, three people."

Although that was said, the three actually didn't hold much hope in their hearts. They had tasted Ye Changqing's craftsmanship, and it could only be said that it was edible, extremely ordinary, and had nothing outstanding, so they didn't have any expectations.

As long as it could fill their stomachs, it would be fine.