Chapter 1045

But upon hearing this, the fat monk showed a look of difficulty, standing in place, looking conflicted.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that he hadn't moved, the Buddhist Saint asked curiously. Hearing this, the fat monk could only reply truthfully.

"Reporting to the Saint, we don't have many elixirs left either."

"Hmm? Where are the elixirs?"

"Just now, Leiyun City, Boyun Strait, and Wujun Island all sent messages asking for elixirs. The other Saints have already sent out quite a lot, so we are now.............."

It wasn't just Nanjing City asking them for elixirs and clothes; the other three major battlefields had also come to ask.

As a result, the various supplies that were originally considered abundant quickly became scarce.

After all, it was impossible for them alone to support the remaining four battlefields; all the original support had been distributed equally.

Yet now, asking them at the Eastern Continent Ferry to provide so much was clearly very difficult.

Hearing this, the Buddhist Saint was stunned, then asked suspiciously.

"That shouldn't be. Did something happen at the other three battlefields too?"

Damn it, the more he thought about it, the stranger it felt. But right now, the fact that there were no elixirs and clothes was true. After thinking, the Buddhist Saint finally said helplessly.

"Just pick some and send them over."

"This.......... alright."

Seeing that the Saint had already said so, the fat monk could only bite the bullet and nod. So, just send a little bit?

Not knowing the difficulty in the fat monk's heart, two hours later, when Nanjing City received the support from the Eastern Continent Ferry, all the Saints were dumbfounded.

The Saint who had previously requested help from his senior brother looked at the ten jade bottles and ten monk robes in front of him, his face turning livid as he spoke.

"Is this the support from your Eastern Continent Ferry?"

What the hell are ten bottles of elixirs supposed to do? And ten monk robes? Are you trying to dismiss beggars?

"I'll kill you, damn it."

A more hot-tempered Saint was about to take action immediately. Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple responsible for the delivery was so scared he knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears.

"Saint, please calm your anger. We really have no other way. Leiyun City, Boyun Strait, and Wujun Island are also asking for support. It really is................."

He was defending himself with his mouth, but in his heart, he felt extremely aggrieved.

You guys fought yourselves into this state, and now you're blaming us?

Hearing this, the Saints present all fell silent. They also knew the difficulties of the Eastern Continent Ferry.

It's just........... looking at these ten bottles of elixirs, what is the point?

But since they had already been delivered, there was nothing else to do. He waved his hand, letting the disciple leave in a listless manner.

"You may leave."

"Yes."

Afterward, many seriously injured disciples in Nanjing City finally got to eat some elixirs, but looking at the "elixirs" delivered to their mouths, these disciples were all stunned.

"Where are the elixirs?"

"Aren't these them, Senior Brother?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"There's no way, Senior Brother, this is all they gave us from above."

Looking with a complicated expression at the tiny bit of medicinal dregs held in the disciple's hand—yes, it was medicinal dregs.

The quantity was so small that he was afraid if he breathed too hard, he would blow it away.

"Are you sure this amount can be useful?"

Looking at his junior brother with a complicated expression, the junior brother also had a complicated expression. The two stared at each other, and finally, the junior brother replied weakly.

"This.......... having some is better than having none."

No response. Damn it, even if you were feeding a chicken, it would be more than this, right?

Seeing his senior brother silent for a long time, the junior brother bit the bullet and said.

"Senior Brother, eat the medicine."

"Come, come, eat."

Saying this, the senior brother ate the medicinal dregs with a dead look on his face.

At this moment, the junior brother also quickly handed over a cup of water.

"Senior Brother, drink some water."

"Do you think there is still a need for this?"

Hearing this, the senior brother looked at him speechlessly. It dissolved the moment it hit his mouth; it was like he just swallowed some saliva. Was there any need to drink water for this?

There was no other way; he could only sheepishly take back the water cup and then take the medicinal dregs to find another senior brother.

The Fomen side was living in utter misery. A single healing elixir was shared among hundreds of disciples, yet even so, many disciples still had no elixirs to eat.

Those disciples who weren't seriously injured could only rely on themselves to recover, while those who were more seriously injured could share some medicinal dregs.

Looking at the Dao One Sect side, after a fierce battle, although there were casualties, the treatment for the injured disciples was completely different.

Just look, inside Nanjing City, one could see disciples sitting cross-legged to recover, and those healing elixirs were being poured into their mouths like candy.

"Junior Brother, don't eat that hemostatic pill. I have a Blood-Generating Pill here, have one."

"Forget it, I've eaten too many Blood-Generating Pills, let's change the flavor."

If any Buddhist disciples were present at this moment, they would probably be so envious their eyes would turn red.

We are sharing one pill among hundreds of people, and you guys want to change the flavor?

What, have the elixirs made your mouths picky?

This is too bullying, simply too bullying.

It was precisely because they had sufficient healing elixirs that the recovery of the Dao One Sect disciples was significantly faster than that of the Fomen side.

This is the most intuitive difference between having elixirs and not having them.

Why do they say war is about money? Isn't that the logic?

While the disciples were healing, Fairy Baihua, Mo Yun, Ye Changqing, and others gathered together to discuss the next move.

Everyone expressed that the timing was good and they could take the initiative to strike. After such a crushing defeat, the Fomen's morale would inevitably plummet.

At such a time, if they could deal another blow, things would be much easier.

"Strike while they are down; we cannot give the Fomen a chance to catch their breath."

"Hmm, I agree too."

"What about you all? Is that the consensus?"

"We follow the arrangements of the Upper Sect."

Everyone kept talking, only Ye Changqing sat to the side, silent.

Seeing Ye Changqing like this, Fairy Baihua smiled.

"Husband, do you have any thoughts?"

Hearing this, Ye Changqing turned his head to look. Why is this woman asking me? Haven't you all already made up your minds?

However, since she asked, Ye Changqing did have some thoughts, so he didn't hide them and spoke bluntly.

"What everyone said is correct; this is indeed an opportunity to take the initiative. However, regarding the method, I think we can change it a bit."

"Oh, what does Elder Ye mean by this?"