"Uh …" Miao Yi was taken aback. 'This old man isn't asking me to sweep the floor for him, is he?'
As expected, the old man pushed the broom in his hand towards Miao Yi.
"This …" Miao Yi hesitated. "Old Senior, you're not asking me to sweep the floor for you, are you?"
"Don't play dumb!" The old man calmly replied, "Even though there's no need for me to gossip about the people of the Western Constellations Palace, it just so happens that you bunch of outsiders are here. If you displease this old man, I don't mind telling them about it."
Miao Yi was speechless as he cursed inside. This old man was obviously taking advantage of the situation to threaten him. The old man's character was questionable. However, he still forced a smile and said, "Old Senior, that's not what I meant. It's just that it's not appropriate for an outsider like me to sweep the floor, right?"
"What's not appropriate about it? Don't think that I can only sweep the floor in the Western Constellations Palace. This broom of mine is woven from the branches of a Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Chrysanthemum. Everyone in the Western Constellations Palace knows about it. They won't say anything even if they see you sweep the floor with this broom." The old man nonchalantly pushed the broom into Miao Yi's hands.
Hearing this, Miao Yi immediately took the broom. He felt a bone-chilling coldness in his hands. When he weighed it in his hands, he realized that a mere broom weighed a thousand jin and was as hard as steel. If he used this broom to sweep the floor, wouldn't he have to scrape the entire lawn clean?
He quickly looked back and found that there was not a single scratch on the dark green lawn where the old man had just swept. This sweeping technique was really good. As expected of someone who specialized in sweeping here.
"You don't have to sweep the other areas. Just sweep this dark green lawn. Remember, you can't use any other methods. You can only use this Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Chrysanthemum broom. You have to sweep the areas you haven't swept yet. "
Miao Yi found this strange and asked, "Why must I use this broom? Is there a reason behind it?"
"Why do you care so much? If I tell you to sweep, just sweep. Let me tell you, you're not allowed to take any shortcuts. If you don't use this broom, the grass will definitely wither after two days of being exposed to the sun. Also, don't hurt the grass. It will definitely wither even if it's just a little bit. I'm warning you, if you damage this lawn, don't blame me for telling everyone what you and that pretty girl said. "
After saying this, the old man turned around and left with his hands behind his back.
Miao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What the hell was this? He had come all the way to the Western Constellations Palace to sweep the floor, only to have someone pick on him. He had no choice but to sweep the floor. Looking at the broom in his hand, he thought of something and immediately shouted, "Senior, after I finish sweeping the floor, where can I return this precious broom to you?"
The old man said without turning his head, "Just leave it here. As long as you outsiders don't steal, no one here will dare to steal … anything."
Miao Yi was speechless as he sent her off. He turned around to look at the large patch of grass in the forest. It wasn't too big, so he decided to just sweep it. The sooner he finished, the sooner he could be done with it. He didn't think too much of it, so he controlled the heavy broom in his hand and tried sweeping.
"I won't even let Mu Fanjun go … I'll turn the entire Realm Beyond Heaven upside down … and one day, I'll definitely make you my woman …" The old man muttered to himself as he walked away with his hands behind his back. He then chuckled and said, "Young people are quite interesting."
Meanwhile, Miao Yi, who was sweeping the ground, gradually realized that sweeping the ground wasn't that easy. He could easily swing an object that weighed a thousand jin, but to carefully sweep the grass with a broom that weighed a thousand jin was almost the same as embroidery. What kind of concept was embroidery with an object that weighed a thousand jin?
It didn't take long for Miao Yi to realize that he was having a hard time. He couldn't sweep as easily as the old man had.
"Little Brother, I thought something had happened to you and was looking for you everywhere. Why are you sweeping here?"
Miao Yi turned around and saw Yan Beihong hurrying over.
Yan Beihong had a surprised look on his face. He shared the same courtyard as Miao Yi, and when he realized that Miao Yi hadn't returned for the entire night, he was worried that something had happened to him. Thus, he went out to look for him, but when he found his way here, he was surprised to find Miao Yi sweeping the floor.
"Why are you sweating from sweeping the floor?" Yan Beihong noticed the sweat on Miao Yi's forehead and couldn't help asking, "Are you alright?"
"Give it a try and you'll know. I was just about to go back and ask for your help." Miao Yi handed the broom over to him.
As soon as he received the broom, Yan Beihong's arm sank, and he almost dropped it. He didn't expect the broom to be so heavy. He quickly invoked his transcendence energy to steady himself, then asked in surprise, "What kind of broom is this?"
"Don't even mention it. I was just unlucky to be scammed by an old man sweeping the floor …" Miao Yi briefly explained how Fairy Hong Chen overheard their conversation and came looking for him early in the morning. He left out the angry words he had with Fairy Hong Chen. If he really said that he wanted her to be his woman, he would definitely become a laughing stock.
"Fairy Hong Chen found out?" Yan Beihong was shocked. He quickly apologized, "It's all my fault. If I didn't say it out loud, she wouldn't have heard it either."
"It's not your fault either. When Little Two and Little Three came looking for you, I might have lost control of my emotions a little. She must have sensed something was amiss and set her sights on me." Miao Yi sighed.
Yan Beihong nodded, then looked at the broom in his hand and asked, "Then why did you get scammed by some old man while you were sweeping the floor?"
"I guess I've learned my lesson. I'll have to be careful when I talk about important things in the future. I was talking to Fairy Hong Chen here, and in the end, the old man sweeping the floor overheard it …" Miao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He then briefly explained how he was forced to sweep the floor.
Yan Beihong couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard it. "And here I thought it was some big deal. It's just sweeping the floor, isn't it? It'll be a wonderful thing if I tell others about it in the future. How many cultivators in the world are capable of sweeping the Western Constellations Palace? I'm sure they'll be envious of you!"
"I wasn't sweeping the floor in the Western Constellations Palace. I was sweeping the floor outside of it. If you're envious, why don't you come and sweep the floor …" Miao Yi then explained the sweeping rules that the old man had taught him.
Seeing that Miao Yi could crack a joke, Yan Beihong felt a sense of relief. He must have adjusted his mentality.
"This grass looks dark green. Is there something strange about it?" Yan Beihong pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? You just have to invoke your arts to blow away the fallen leaves, then sweep the floor with this broom."
Miao Yi immediately moved to the side, looking like he was watching a show. He then extended his hand and said, "If you think it's easy, then you can give it a try!"
Yan Beihong was taken aback by Miao Yi's actions. He looked around at the surrounding meadow, but couldn't see anything strange about it. He then invoked his arts and flung his sleeves, stirring up a gust of wind that blew towards the meadow.
The meadow rippled violently, but the fallen leaves stuck to the grass and couldn't be blown away.
Retracting his hand, Yan Beihong asked in surprise, "What's going on?"
"You'll know when you see for yourself." With a wave of his hand, Miao Yi plucked a leaf from a nearby tree and sucked it into his hand. Then, he tossed it onto the meadow right in front of Yan Beihong. He then used his foot to push it away, only to see that the leaf was already stuck to the grass.
"Huh?" Yan Beihong rested the broom on his shoulder, then crouched down and pulled at the leaf on the grass. The leaf was torn to shreds, but the part that was stuck to the grass couldn't be removed no matter how hard he tried. "There must be something strange about this grass!"
Yan Beihong wanted to pull the grass to take a look, but Miao Yi quickly shouted, "Don't pull the grass!"
However, it was already too late. Yan Beihong had already pulled a leaf from the grass in his hand.
In that instant, the injured blade of grass in Yan Beihong's hand began to emit black smoke, and at the same time, they began to visibly wither.
Yan Beihong was immediately dumbfounded. "What's going on?"
"I don't know either. Either way, I can only sweep away the leaves that have fallen on this grass with this broom. And I can't even use too much force to damage the grass. It's exhausting. Now that you're here, I'll take a breather. You can continue sweeping for me. "Miao Yi waved his hand, then walked over to the shade of the tree and sat down cross-legged.
Yan Beihong didn't say a word. He immediately tried using the broom, and realized that it was indeed the case. He gently swept the broom across the grass, and the strange grass would easily let go of the leaves that were stuck to it. Yan Beihong couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, and continued to try again.
His cultivation was much higher than Miao Yi's, so it was much easier for him to sweep the grass. However, after sweeping for almost two hours, he was starting to feel a little tired.
It wasn't that he couldn't wield this 500-jin broom. In fact, he wouldn't be afraid even if he had to fight for an entire day with such a heavy object. The problem was that he had to use such a heavy object like an embroidery needle, and he had to use just the right amount of strength. He couldn't allow the grass on the ground to be damaged, or else it would immediately wither.
Furthermore, he had to invoke his transcendence energy to control his own weight. He wasn't walking on the grass empty-handed. He was carrying a 500-jin heavy object, and every step he took left a deep footprint. With such a huge force, it would be strange if the grass didn't wither and wither.
As a result, he had to be extremely careful. This wasn't like riding on a dragon steed, where he could rely on the dragon steed's leg strength to fight freely. Instead, it was like playing with grass while carrying a 500-jin heavy object. On top of that, he had to carefully embroider while carrying a 500-jin heavy object. The consumption of his transcendence energy was like flowing water, and it would be strange if he could endure it after a long time. Yan Beihong no longer dared to say that sweeping the grass was easy anymore.
"The Western Constellations Palace really isn't a place for just anyone. Even sweeping the ground isn't something an average cultivator can do. This isn't just sweeping the ground, it's clearly torture!" Yan Beihong finally cried out. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his back was drenched in sweat.
As soon as Miao Yi heard Yan Beihong's cries, he knew that Yan Beihong couldn't take it anymore, so he went over to take Yan Beihong's place.
The two of them took turns working until the sky was about to darken. Only then did they finish sweeping the small area. They immediately tossed the broom aside and fled, not daring to approach this damned place ever again. If they were to be caught sweeping the ground again, they would definitely cry …
Sea of Constellations, Skyfire Mountain. A huge, beautiful vermillion bird with two long, elegant tail feathers was swiftly flying over. On its back stood a dozen or so people.
The leader of the group was a burly man dressed in a fiery-red robe, with a fiery-red cape fluttering behind his shoulders. He had crimson hair and a crimson beard. His thick, crimson eyebrows were raised high, and his eyes were bright and piercing, as though two balls of fire were dancing within them.
Beside him was a woman dressed in a rainbow-colored dress. Her figure was graceful and enchanting, and her skin was fair. Her breasts were half-exposed, and her face was extremely charming. However, there was a rare air of nobility about her.
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