Half a month later, Mo Caiyi brought Zhang Xing and Ruan Mei to the Demonic Jade Mountain.
The Demonic Jade Mountain was located in a strange place in the Eastern Continent.
The entire mountain range here was shaped like a flight of stairs. The middle part of the mountain range reached into the clouds, and the top part couldn't be seen.
Mo Caiyi's residence was in the biggest palace in the sky.
The people of the mountain also called it the First Palace.
The First Palace was surrounded by eight smaller palaces.
They were the territories of the other Palace Masters.
Mo Caiyi threw Zhang Xing to the lowest level of the mountain gate, then flew away with Ruan Mei.
Zhang Xing stood alone in front of the door of the Chores Room, looking at a group of Chores Disciple, who were dressed in gray, rough clothes, busily working.
At this time, it was already late, but these disciples didn't seem to want to stop and rest.
They were all looking at Zhang Xing with a strange expression and guessing.
Perhaps it was because of his mediocre talent, and he didn't have a master, so he had no choice but to become a servant disciple.
Looking at his age, his cultivation should be around the Early Combat King realm.
The Demonic Jade Mountain had strict requirements for accepting disciples. If one couldn't reach the Advanced Combat King realm before the age of fifteen, they wouldn't be accepted.
If one had the chance to stay as a servant disciple, they would be able to take another test when they turned twenty.
If they couldn't pass the test again, they would have to leave the mountain gate and make room for other servant disciples.
Therefore, it was very hard for them. They had to work for fourteen to fifteen hours every day, and they also had to find time to cultivate.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing blue clothes walked out.
He had his hands behind his back and an arrogant look on his face as he pointed his nose at Zhang Xing.
"You're Zhang Xing, right?"
Zhang Xing nodded his head.
"I'm the manager here, and my surname is Wu. From now on, you'll be working under me."
"Come with me to get your uniform and identity badge."
After saying that, Manager Wu turned around and walked into the room.
After a while, Zhang Xing changed into the servant disciple uniform.
He received a two-inch-long copper token with a particularly dazzling number on it. Number 9999!
In other words, he was one more person away from ten thousand servant disciples.
Clearly, the scale of the Demonic Jade Mountain was huge, and there were many people. They actually needed so many people to serve them.
"Zhang Xing, as an odd-job disciple, you have to do all kinds of work. Whatever the steward tells you to do, you have to do it. You are not allowed to ask questions or slack off."
“.....”
Steward Wu sat on a chair that creaked whenever he moved. He knocked on the table while explaining the rules to Zhang Xing.
Steward Wu's mouth was dry from all the talking, but Zhang Xing did not seem to have any intention of giving him any spirit stones.
He thought to himself that the newcomer didn't know the rules, so he had to remind him.
"Zhang Xing, don't underestimate us just because we are the lowest ranked disciples. There are still a lot of twists and turns."
"If you're not careful, accidents might happen …"
At this point, he paused with a 'you know what I mean' expression on his face.
He even took out a piece of low-grade spirit stone and fiddled with it.
However, he saw that Zhang Xing was still indifferent, as if he was listening attentively, but also as if he was daydreaming.
"Pa pa!"
Steward Wu tapped the table with the spirit stone.
"Zhang Xing, in the servant room, there's no problem that can't be solved with spirit stones. Spirit stones, do you understand?"
"Oh, I understand!"
"But I don't have any spirit stones."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
"No way?
Those who can come here to learn are more or less well-off. Are you trying to fool me? "
Steward Wu's expression turned ugly as he asked doubtfully.
"I don't have any money, and I'm not fooling you."
"Steward Wu, if there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."
Zhang Xing could still see through Steward Wu's intentions, but if he wanted to take money from him, there was no way!