Chapitre 85: Chapter 85: Little Handyman
A dark cloud carried two individuals, slowly descending onto a solitary peak.
This peak hovered in mid-air with no apparent support below.
Surrounding it were numerous cold, glimmering iron chains extending into the elusive clouds, their ends unseen.
As the young girl, accompanied by Yan Yuchen, descended, passing bystanders respectfully stood in place, bowing until the two walked away.
A bold girl with admiration on her face greeted, "Senior Zhou, you're back."
The girl nodded indifferently, continuing with Yan Yuchen.
Behind them, envy-filled whispers spread, "Xiaoqin, you're amazing, daring to talk to an inner disciple. Senior Zhou even seems to know you, nodding at you. Wow, I envy you."
The girl, proud yet humble, replied, "It's nothing. Senior Zhou even helped me personally during a mission outside."
"Really? Inner disciples are usually arrogant and look down on us outer disciples. Senior Zhou actually helped you?"
"Hmph, need I lie to you? Senior Zhou is really good; she has never bullied outer disciples or the mountain's menial workers."
Listening to the discussions behind her, the girl revealed a hint of satisfaction.
Yan Yuchen inwardly mocked.
This person sure knows how to pretend. She was chattering non-stop on the way here, but now she's acting all profound. Truly hypocritical.
"Kid, you haven't told me your name yet. I'm Zhou Zhiqi, an inner disciple of Xuelian Peak, temporarily assigned to Kundao Peak. From now on, you're under my supervision, got it?"
The girl started to assert herself.
Yan Yuchen shared his name and tentatively asked, "Senior Zhou, do you know about the outside world beyond the mysterious realm?"
Zhou Zhiqi frowned, puzzled. "Outside the mysterious realm? Never heard of it. Are you from there?"
Yan Yuchen sighed inwardly, confessing, "Senior Zhou, I can't stay here forever. I need to go back, or else I'll..."
"Or else what?"
Zhou Zhiqi looked at him, questioning.
Yan Yuchen, with a mournful expression, said, "I'll die."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiqi showed no emotion, nodded, and said, "No problem. Then go ahead and die."
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Following a rugged path, they soon reached a heavily guarded prison.
Outside the prison, two rows of guards in armor, wielding swords and knives, stood in orderly fashion, their gazes icy, vigilantly monitoring the surroundings.
Zhou Zhiqi, accompanied by Yan Yuchen, reached the prison entrance. The captain of the guard quickly approached, ingratiatingly smiling, "Senior Zhou, is this the new handyman you brought in? Hehe, one handyman died just yesterday, and Senior Zhou, today you've captured a new one. You truly are the most responsible inner disciple of Kundao Peak."
Zhou Zhiqi smiled and said, "Give him the keys to the cell. It probably hasn't been cleaned inside yet; let him start now."
The guard captain promptly took out a black wooden token and threw it to Yan Yuchen, coldly saying, "This is your handyman waist token. Authenticate it with a blood drop first, and then you'll truly become a handyman of our Demon Subduing Sect."
Seeing him holding the wooden token in confusion, Zhou Zhiqi personally explained the method, saying, "After authentication, your aura will be recorded in the sect's archives. The sect can track you anywhere. So, you better not think about running away, or you'll die miserably."
Yan Yuchen cursed inwardly upon hearing this, saying, "Senior Zhou, I really can't stay here forever. I..."
"Clang!"
The guard captain suddenly drew his long sword, his face cold, "Kid, being brought back as a handyman by Senior Zhou is a fortune you've accumulated over eight lifetimes. If you're unwilling, I'll just chop you into pieces to feed the monsters inside!"
Yan Yuchen felt anger but understood that he couldn't resist in his current situation; otherwise, he would undoubtedly die.
He reluctantly bit his fingertip and authenticated with blood.
After authentication, the guard captain handed him a set of keys, mocking, "That's right. Joining as a handyman in our Demon Subduing Sect is your opportunity. The sect won't mistreat anyone with merits, even if they're a humble menial worker. Later, you can go get some daily necessities and a cultivation technique. If you have the ability, you might soar and become an outer disciple."
Zhou Zhiqi, a bit impatient, said, "Alright, let him go inside and clean the cell. If today's task isn't completed, not only will he face punishment, but you all will too."
The guard captain hastily nodded in agreement, urging Yan Yuchen, "Hurry, go inside, don't dawdle!"
Yan Yuchen was pushed, stumbling a few steps, nearly falling on the steps, eliciting laughter from the guards with mocking expressions.
Zhou Zhiqi glanced at him and walked away.
Yan Yuchen, holding the keys, entered the prison with an anxious heart.
Being Kundao Peak, it undoubtedly held terrifying demonic spirits. Moreover, on the way, Senior Zhou mentioned many demonic spirits devouring people, making him naturally fearful.
Fortunately, these demonic spirits were sealed inside and couldn't use any supernatural powers.
Yan Yuchen decided to first assess the situation in each cell before starting to clean. If it was genuinely too dangerous, he wouldn't go in.
He took out the keys and cautiously opened the first cell, nervously peering inside.
In the dim corner, there was a white and tender baby!
At this moment, the baby seemed spiritless, half-opening its eyes, not crying, not looking at him, but bowing its head, seemingly lost in thought.
Yan Yuchen was secretly puzzled. After observing for a while, he couldn't figure out what kind of demonic being it was. Just as he was about to close the door, the baby suddenly lifted its head, looking at him and said crisply, "Brother, I'm thirsty. Can you give me a sip of spiritual water? I can offer you my head to eat."
Without waiting for his answer, the baby suddenly grabbed its head with its soft, white hands, gave it a strong twist, and with a crisp sound, the round head fell from its neck!
Holding the head in its hands, a voice came from the headless neck, "Here, brother, eat it."
Yan Yuchen was startled, hastily stepping back. He carefully looked at the head in its hands and apologized, "Sorry, I'm just a handyman cleaning the cells. I don't have the spiritual water you mentioned."
"Oh."
The baby, upon hearing his reply, seemed disappointed. It placed the head back on its neck, gave it a slight twist, and it was intact again. It continued to bow its head, lost in thought.
Yan Yuchen was amazed but didn't dare to ask more. He locked the door and moved on to the second cell.
As soon as the door of the second cell opened, a round object suddenly rolled toward his feet. At the same time, a hoarse and deep voice sounded, "Young friend, my eyeball fell out and rolled to your feet. Could you pick it up for me?"
Yan Yuchen was instantly frightened and took a few steps back in a hurry.
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