Chapter 160: The development of the matter is wrong again

Finally getting his wish to drink this soup, at the array entrance, Qingshi shook his head with an enjoyable expression and said.

"Not bad, not bad. This soup is only found in heaven; how often can one hear it in the human world?"

"Qingshi, are you done yet?"

Venerable Hong's loud shout rang out in the sky, but Qingshi acted as if he hadn't heard it at all, closing his eyes and enjoying it to the extreme.

Before long, Venerable Hong's angry shout came again.

"Are you f***ing done yet?"

"It is truly a soup that contains all the flavors of the world. The more you drink, the more you can't help yourself."

"Hurry up! I can't hold on anymore!"

"Good, good, good. Every bowl of soup has its own unique taste. It looks the same, but it's actually very different."

"Stop playing dumb! Hurry up and get back here! It's my turn to drink!"

Listening to the angry shouts constantly coming from the sky, the disciples nearby couldn't help but remind Qingshi.

"Great Elder, the Peak Master is calling you."

Hearing this, Qingshi didn't even look and replied directly.

"No, you heard wrong. He is cursing at the Blood Tiger Demon King. Let's not disturb him."

Hearing this, the eyes of the disciples went straight.

They thought their methods were dirty enough for a bite to eat, but now compared to the Great Elder, it was truly a case of a minor wizard meeting a major one.

Their little tricks couldn't even be brought to the table.

Look at him—his old brother is fighting two people alone, facing two Demon Kings by himself, and he can still sit here so calmly, drinking soup, closing his eyes, shaking his head, and commenting from time to time. He is truly awesome.

"Sigh, it seems my uncle didn't deceive me."

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A disciple sighed. Hearing this, the disciple beside him was suspicious.

"What didn't deceive you?"

"My uncle said before that my grandfather was a thief if he didn't die when he was old. Look at the Great Elder; being able to live for so many years is indeed something we young people can't compare to."

Hearing this, the disciples curled their lips, and someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Your uncle must be very filial."

"How did you know?"

"Guessed."

Because he never got a response, Venerable Hong in the sky was completely anxious. He forced the Blood Tiger Demon King back with one sword and turned to look at the array entrance, instantly his eyes split with rage.

He was fighting for his life here, but f***ing Qingshi, that old bastard, had gotten a chair from somewhere and was already sitting on it like a landlord, holding a bowl of soup and drinking it with great pleasure.

"Ah..."

"Venerable Hong, if I don't kill you today, my name isn't Blood Tiger..."

Not noticing Venerable Hong's abnormality, the Blood Tiger Demon King attacked again, but with just one sword, he was sent flying again.

"Old man with white hair, old thief with gray beard, put down my soup!"

He roared with bloodshot eyes. Hearing this, Qingshi finally looked up at Venerable Hong and revealed a smile.

"What are you anxious about? I'm coming, aren't I? The soup was a bit hot just now, so I was cooling it down."

"Get out!"