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Li Mo Huang suppressed his disgust and continued to ladle the manure slurry over the vegetables.
Although this was his first time doing this task, he hadn't eaten pork before but had seen pigs run; he generally knew what to do.
The night deepened.
The thirty acres of vegetable fields were finally watered.
Li Mo Huang tossed aside the manure bucket, lay on the grass next to the vegetable field, covered in manure, reeking to high heaven.
"Ye Feng, damn you."
This was the four hundred thirty-fifth time Li Mo Huang had cursed.
Suddenly, he leapt up, a wicked smile on his lips, "Now that both tasks are completed, I should be able to return to the sect, right?"
He used a spell and rushed to the foot of the mountain as quickly as possible.
Then, he realized he was blocked by a formation again.
"Hey, why can't I go up?"
Li Mo Huang shouted to Fox Da Hong, who was sleeping on the ground.
"Huh?"
