Chapter 116

He felt that these Profound Jianfeng disciples were a bit off, but as it was his duty, the deacon naturally couldn't stop the disciples from renting demon horses.

But facing the Profound Jianfeng disciples, the deacon still reminded them with lingering fear.

"It's fine for you to rent demon horses, but you must not deliberately abuse them. Situations like not giving them water must absolutely not happen."

"Yes, yes, yes, Deacon, just hurry up and register."

Regarding this, the Profound Jianfeng disciples nodded repeatedly. They were only thinking about completing the missions quickly now. Lunch would probably be too late, but if they were fast, dinner should be possible.

Facing the disciples' urging, the deacon's mouth twitched. "Like hell it won't happen."

Just now, he had roughly counted and found that over three hundred of the demon horses rented out yesterday had suffered from dehydration and exhaustion; surely they would need to rest for a few days.

After registering for everyone and paying the sect points, the disciples rushed to the ranch to choose horses.

But seeing the Profound Jianfeng disciples walking over, these demon horses actually made a retreating motion, which was unbelievable.

Looking at the Profound Jianfeng disciples, it was as if they were facing a group of demons; the horses' bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Some disciples even got on the horses, but the demon horses wouldn't move at all, refusing to step out of the ranch no matter what.

"Hey, Deacon, what's wrong with your horses? They won't move at all."

It wasn't just one or two; most of the horses that had been rented out yesterday showed this situation.

As the deacon rushed over, the demon horses looked at him pitifully, as if they were saying, "Save me."

"That... they seem unwilling to go out with you."

His mouth twitched wildly, and he said with extreme depression, "What kind of people are these? Even the demon horses dislike them."

Hearing this, the disciples were not having it. One by one, they looked fiercely at the demon horses beneath them, their tone calm but incredibly cold.

"Listen well, I'm in a hurry. If you dare to delay the meal time, I'll kill you, understand?"

Killing intent radiated from them unconsciously. Feeling these waves of killing intent, the deacon panicked.

"What do you want to do? You must not harm these demon horses."

And what the deacon didn't expect was that as the disciples finished speaking, the demon horses that had previously refused to move now seemed as if they had been injected with adrenaline; they rushed out of the ranch like the wind and soon disappeared.

"I'll be damned..."

Facing this scene, the deacon gritted his teeth and cursed, "Are you kidding me? They wouldn't move at all just a moment ago."

If the demon horses could talk, they would surely reply, "This isn't a question of moving or not; if I delay the meal, I'll die. That killing intent wasn't a joke."

The intuition of demon beasts is naturally much sharper than that of humans, and their perception of killing intent is the same, so these demon horses could be certain that the Profound Jianfeng disciples' words just now were definitely not a joke.

Daring to delay their meal meant certain death, so they chose to submit—it was definitely not cowardice.

It was still a mad dash, and to save time on drinking water, many disciples actually did the same thing: they handed their own water bags to the demon horses to drink while running.

Drinking water is fine, but you can't stop; I'm really in a hurry.

Still, after the Profound Jianfeng disciples left, disciples from other peaks arrived at the ranch one after another, mostly those who hadn't rented demon horses yesterday.

"Deacon, are there demon horses today?"