The Mightiest Little Peasant

epped on the heads of the people in front of him, and landed in front of the crowd.

“Hahaha! I’ll be number two!”

He laughed loudly and dashed away.

“Dammit!”

The crowd cursed again.

Many Taoist masters were tempted.
They thought about it and jumped up, wanting to imitate those two.

“Watch me, the Con… no, The Eagle Spreads Its Wings…”

Another Taoist master leaped ahead of the crowd and soon disappeared.

“Look at my… Vulture Spreads Its Wings…”

Another Taoist master jumped up, then another.

They used different birds to show that they were different.
Swallows, sparrows, and even owls were used.

As they leaped ahead of the crowd, they could not help but laugh and feel smug about themselves.

Finally, the crowd could not take it anymore.

At that moment, another Taoist master jumped up, but halfway across the crowd, someone grabbed him by the foot.

“Beat him up!”

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“Thrash him!”

The crowd surrounded him and started to beat him up.

“Hey! What are you doing? I’m your senior brother.
You can’t do this! F*ck! Not the face! If you ruin my handsome face, I’ll fight you to the death!”

From time to time, agonized screams broke out.

“That felt good!”

Each of the Taoist masters punched and stomped the offender several times.
They felt a lot better and continued to rush down the mountain.

Many more Taoist masters were impatient and wanted to make their way to the front.

However, they were all dragged away and beaten up.

As a result, when the crowd arrived at the foot of the mountain, they were followed by many badly bruised, red-faced, and limping Taoist masters.

Tang Hao was stunned.

“What… what happened?”

“Haha! It’s nothing, really nothing.
I accidentally tripped and fell!”

‘What the hell? Could you be hurt that badly from a fall?

‘He looked as though countless burly men had their way with him.’

Tang Hao was confused.

“Don’t mind that! Fellow Cultivator Tang, I heard that you’re going to teach us how to craft talismans? I want to learn!”

“Me too!”

The Taoist masters swarmed over and surrounded Tang Hao, perhaps a little too enthusiastically.

“Ahem!”

At that moment, Taoist Master Qian Ji coughed and shouted, “What do you think you are doing? Step back! Mind your manners!

“Fellow Cultivator Tang said that he is willing to teach us the technique, but not everyone can learn it.
Only those who are meticulous and skillful with their hands can learn it.”

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After hearing that, all the Taoist masters were dumbfounded.

‘Meticulous and skillful with their hands?

‘Dammit, that sounds difficult!’

“How do we know if we are meticulous and skillful with our hands?” A Taoist master asked out loud.

“That’s simple! Embroidery!” Tang Hao said with a smile.

Then, Taoist Master Qian Ji got someone to buy some embroidery items and distributed them among the Taoist masters.

Each Taoist master sat down with a needle and thread in hand.
Their faces were flushed red.

‘Dammit, this is embarrassing!

‘We’re all men, and we’ve never had to touch needles and thread!’

However, they did not want to give up the opportunity to learn the technique, and so they began to try.

“Ahh!” “Ahh!” “Ahh!”

Cries of agony and misery rang out incessantly as their fingers were poked by needles.

They sucked their fingers and continued.

Some of the Taoist masters quickly grasped the skill and produced decent embroidery work.
However, some others could not figure it out even after their fingers were filled with holes.

Tang Hao looked through all their work and selected thirty people.

Those who were selected were overjoyed, while those who were not were extremely depressed.

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