Chapter 102: On-site guidance

"Hey, a few people come over and bring these ingredients back."

"There are a few ingredients running away over there, a few people go chase them back."

"Everyone be careful, don't step on the ingredients. See if there are any fish that slipped through the net."

The battle gradually subsided, and the disciples spontaneously began to clean up the battlefield. Only in one place, a large group of disciples were gathered together, discussing something in a hubbub.

"I think we should pull the tendons. Don't people say that a dragon without tendons will die?"

"Who said that?"

"I saw it written in a storybook."

"Get lost."

"How about we try drowning it? That way it won't damage the corpse."

"It's a dragon, the overlord of the East Sea, and you want to drown it?"

"Use poison?"

"Get lost! Do you want to poison your fellow disciples?"

"Then what should we do?"

Over a hundred dragons had been subdued, all tied up like large rice dumplings. Now they needed to consider how to kill them. None of the disciples had any experience with this.

Listening to their discussion, these dragons felt what it was like to be worse off than dead, and at the same time, they were certain that these Divine Sword Peak disciples really wanted to eat them.

A dragon couldn't help but roar angrily.

"Are you guys mistaken? We are dragons, we are dragons! You want to eat us?"

As soon as this was said, a Divine Sword Peak disciple gave it a big slap.

"So what if you're a dragon? Can't dragons be eaten? Stay quiet, wait until we've discussed it, and we'll give you a quick end."

Demon beasts eating humans, humans eating demon beasts—this is a very normal thing.

Just like ordinary people in the secular world slaughtering pigs and sheep, in the cultivation world, killing a dragon to eat is a very normal thing.

After some discussion, they still couldn't come up with an idea. Finally, Xu Jie said.

"Alright, alright, one idea here, one idea there, who should we listen to? Go invite Junior Brother Changqing, ask him and we'll know."

"Yes, Junior Brother Changqing definitely knows."

"I'll go right now."

On the city wall, Ye Changqing looked at the group of disciples surrounding the dragons, neither killing them nor leaving, feeling completely confused.

Just then, a disciple rushed over.

"Junior Brother Changqing."

"Senior Brother."

"Third Senior Brother has something to ask you, come with me."

"Okay."

He didn't think much and followed the disciple out of the camp; anyway, there was no danger now.

Along the way, he was curious about what was going on, until Xu Jie asked.

"Junior Brother Changqing, do you know how to kill a dragon? We don't have any experience and are afraid of ruining it, so we didn't dare to start."

Hearing this, Ye Changqing looked at everyone with a strange expression.

"So you've been discussing this the whole time?"

"Yes, such good ingredients, it would be a pity if they were ruined."

He instantly felt like he had been bitten by a dog. So you guys were able to kill but didn't just because of this?

He was truly speechless and curled his lips, saying.

"Just kill them, just like killing a pig."

Getting Ye Changqing's answer, the disciples nodded one after another.

"Should have said so earlier, you had me all tied up."

"I'm familiar with killing pigs. Before I joined the sect, my family had been killing pigs for generations."

"Come, come, let's get to it."

"Junior Brother Changqing, come, you rest first, leave the rest to us."

The disciples were suddenly excited, while the dragons were burning with anger.

They were the noble Dragon clan, the overlords of the East Sea, but now, these damn people actually wanted to kill them like pigs.

"Ah! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

"I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

The dragons roared one after another. They weren't afraid of death, but they were angry.

Noble for a lifetime, only to be treated like a pig in the end.

However, the disciples ignored them completely. The disciple who said his family had been killing pigs for generations was pushed out by the crowd.

Holding a long sword, looking at the dragon in front of him, he didn't move for a long time. The people behind him kept urging him.

"Go on, isn't your family killing pigs for generations?"

"I know, I'm finding the spot."

"You still need to find it? You're not familiar with your family's ancestral stuff?"

"Do you even know how to do it? I really doubt your family."

"Hmph, my family is in the capital of Zhoushan Kingdom, killing pigs is famous there. I even killed a pig for the Emperor back then!"

"Then move!"

"I'm moving, aren't I?"

"Do you even know how? Damn, it's been a quarter of an hour!"

"Um, Senior Brother, actually I've never killed a pig. I joined the Dao Yi Sect when I was little."

In the end, this disciple still didn't dare to move. Let alone the others, even Ye Changqing was getting anxious watching.

That dragon was even more scared and started cursing.

"Can you do it or not?"

It was truly scared. The sword was moving back and forth in front of its eyes, making its heart crawl.

What's most terrifying about death is the time when you know you're going to die but haven't died yet. Waiting for death is the most terrifying thing.

And now, these Divine Sword Peak disciples were torturing it. Damn it, just give it a quick end!

"Move aside, move aside, I'll do it. You can't even kill a dragon, watch me."

A female disciple walked out. Seeing this, everyone said.

"Little Junior Sister, do you know how to kill a dragon? Isn't your family running a medical clinic?"

"Then you do it?"

"Hehe, I'm just saying, Junior Sister please."

Little Junior Sister was an outer disciple. Her family ran a medical clinic in the secular world, and it was said that her ancestors had produced many imperial physicians with superb medical skills.

"Doctors also play with knives, Little Junior Sister should be fine."

Some felt Little Junior Sister could do it, and Ye Changqing was also observing from the side. This Little Junior Sister looked petite and cute.

Looking harmless to humans and animals, but her strikes were truly ruthless.

Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance, just as one cannot measure the sea with a bucket.

Unlike the previous pig-killing disciple, she went up and hacked a few times. For a moment, the surrounding disciples clapped and cheered.

"Good! Little Junior Sister is worthy of being from a medical family."

"It still has to be you, Little Junior Sister."

"Little Junior Sister is great, you started us off well."

But as they cheered, everyone realized something was wrong. She had stabbed it twenty-something times, why was this dragon still not dead?

And why was it getting more energetic the more she killed?

Only to see this dragon crying without tears and shouting.

"You're doing this on purpose, right? Twenty-something stabs, and you're avoiding the vital points every time! Can you aim properly?"

It had truly had enough. The previous pig-killer was waving the sword back and forth, scaring it half to death.

Now this little girl came up, and she was decisive, stabbing away, but damn it, not a single one hit a vital point.

It couldn't die, but it was truly painful.

The disciples' cheers stopped at some point, and only the dragon was roaring.

And Little Junior Sister, seeing this, said embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I'm used to it. I didn't pay attention for a moment. I was aiming for your acupuncture points just now."

I'm truly defeated. Hearing this, the dragon couldn't bear the torture and chose to commit suicide.