Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World

"Are you just letting Zheng Fa mess around?"

Junior Master Huang asked Zhang.

She looked towards the courtyard’s skylight. Zhang was a person who loved cleanliness and water; even though they were only staying here temporarily, she had meticulously set up the place.

There once was a small lake in this courtyard, and the grass around it was neatly arranged.

In the past, it looked refreshing and delightful.

But now, there were several eyesores placed around—a coffin and two square tables.

Zheng Fa took out his storage bag, opened it, and dirt poured onto the square table, with dust flying around the courtyard.

Junior Master Huang found it irritating to his eyes and turned to look at his own disciple.

Zhang’s expression remained unchanged, seemingly unaware of her master’s distaste, she retorted, "How is this messing around?"

Junior Master Huang curled his lips and pointed at the skeleton in the coffin, disdainfully saying, "This bone has not a trace of spiritual energy, if it weren’t so, would it even still be here for you to pick up?"

Yuan nodded from the side.