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“Here is your token,” said a forty-year-old low-level cultivator as he expressionlessly tossed the identification plate into Lin Xuan’s hands.

After judging Lin Xuan to be no more than an average youth and getting sent to the Trash Pill Storage, a position usually given to the most useless people, he knew that this youth was obviously tricked by Steward Feng.

Looking at Lin Xuan with contempt in his eyes, he failed to notice that Lin Xuan was happy about his posting, who was, as usual, pretending to appear unaware.

“Thank you, senior brother”

Lin Xuan looked at the plate in his hand, a half-palm-sized piece of jade with the words “Trash Pill Storage” written on one side, and the word “Steward” on the other side.

This was to represent his position, and with it, even someone could get into the first area of Red Dawn Mountain unimpeded and get free access to the Trash Pill Storage room.

Red Dawn Mountain, as a key area of the sect, was divided into three areas.

The second area contained the fire alchemy rooms and the third area was the storage area for all finished products as well as all sorts of Spirit Herbs. It one of the most important locations, guarded by various barriers and numerous traps.

The first area, other than containing the Trash Pill Storage, also contains a reception room, as well as various areas for the few odd jobs required. Since Lin Xuan now possessed the identification plate, he could freely move throughout the first area.

Holding the plate, Lin Xuan’s heart was filled with joy. But he still maintained a dull expression as he sent the low-level cultivator away.

And soon as he left the room, Lin Xuan went towards the first area holding the identification plate. The demeanor of a rookie who understood nothing of the world fell away without a trace, replaced with a mature youth who held a slightly mocking smile.

Steward of Trash Pill Storage. After finally achieving his goal with only having to pay the price of some spirit stone fragments, Lin Xuan was finally able to secure a source of trash pills without causing any undue attention to himself.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Lin Xuan took out a jade plate, injecting his Spiritual Sense into it. It was a map of the first area of Red Dawn Mountain, with explanations of the different areas as pointing out the forbidden areas.

After taking a look around, Lin Xuan found the entrance to the storage area and walked past it.

“Trash pills truly are considered worthless by others, the other areas actually have a few barriers and protections, but this storage area has nothing.” As Lin Xuan walked around, the more he understood just how little regard other cultivators held for trash pills. Which in the end just made things more convenient for him.

After walking around for about a quarter of an hour, Lin Xuan finally came to the trash storage room, which stood in a courtyard among some other buildings. The biggest one was the storehouse, followed by the living areas for the steward and his assistant.

It was a relatively simple layout and possessed a lot of space. After taking a look around, Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction and directly entered the courtyard.

In the courtyard, several fifteen-year-old boys were sitting around bored, as apparently there had been no new people for a long time. So when they saw Lin Xuan coming, they were surprised, but after noticing that he wore the clothing of a cultivator they immediately showed respectful expressions and ran up to offer greetings. The one who seemed the oldest stepped forward.

“Immortal master, what makes you come here?”

“What is your name?”

“My name is Zhao Ming,” As the youth quickly responded to Lin Xuan, it was apparent that he was offering his utmost respect.

The other boys didn’t dare to show any disrespect either, making Lin Xuan understand fully the feeling of superiority.T he feeling of being a cut above everyone else since in the eyes of normal people cultivators are superior beings. It was a truly comfortable feeling.

“You are the leader?”

“Yes!” Zhao answered truthfully, “I am the proxy steward.”

“Proxy steward?” Lin Xuan is startled, since even though this was an odd job, the duties of the steward have always been meant for a cultivator, not an outer disciple…

Thinking that Lin Xuan was doubting him, Zhao smiled, “Upon my honor, immortal master, Trash Pill Storage steward position has been vacant for a long time. Because there has been no new steward assigned, I have been looking after things.

“I see.” Lin Xuan nodded that he understood. No one had any use for trash pills, so new stewards were reluctant to come.

Wanting to clear the air, Lin Xuan spoke, “I was sent to be the new steward, so the Trash Pill Storage is now under my control. Here is the Identification plate, take a look.

Zhao Ming was not dumb and had apparently already suspected as much, so he showed no surprise at Lin Xuan’s statement. He quickly took the plate and looked it over, after which he quickly bowed, “Welcome, Master Steward.”

“Everyone else,” Lin Xuan waves his hand: “Get to your duties.”

After dismissing the other boys, Zhao Ming was left alone. Lin Xuan said to him, “Please show me around.”

As this was his new territory, Lin Xuan of course needed to know everything about it. Zhao nodded respectfully and began to lead the way.

Squeak!

As the heavy door slowly opened, a thick layer of dust fell onto Lin Xuan’s head, making him somewhat startled. He looked at the mess in front of him. Piles and piles of bottles and jars lying everywhere.

“This……this is the Trash Pill Storage?”

“Yes, Immortal Master”

“How long has it been since someone cleaned, or even organized this place? With such a chaotic area, how do you even know how many trash pills there are?”

“This….” Zhao Ming had no response, after a moment of silence he cautiously responded, “Immortal master, it is not clear exactly how many trash pills there are. As the accounts table has not been filled out for a long time.”

“How is that possible, weren’t you the steward here? How did you not even remember to do this?”

“Immortal master, this is…” Zhao Ming looked at Lin Xuan’s expression he carefully measured his words, “The impurity level in trash pills is so high that cultivators are unable to use it, as it is harmful to the body. Even though they are not thrown away, no one really cares about the trash pills, so it eventually became a chaotic heap that is naturally very messy. Since no one would bother to account for something that no one cares for, it has always been like this. Whirlwind Cloud Valley has thousands of years of history, and the Trash Pill Storage has always been like this. No one cares how many of these useless pills there are.”

Translated by: James1kd2

Edited by: UnderTheMoon

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