Chapter 161

Responding to Qingshi was a roar of rage.

"Stop worrying about drinking soup for a moment; solve this first, then drink at your leisure."

As Qingshi made his move, the Blood Tiger Demon King and the Golden Eagle Demon King were instantly forced onto the back foot; one-on-one, they were no match for Hong Zun and the other.

With Ye Changqing joining the fray, the situation on the battlefield gradually began to tilt in favor of the Dao Yi Sect.

There was no helping it; these disciples were more ferocious than the last, and the demon beasts simply couldn't win.

Although demon beasts arrived from time to time, the speed of their reinforcements had long since failed to keep pace with the speed at which they were being slaughtered.

Thus, the number of demon beasts dwindled, and by now, the Dao Yi Sect actually held the advantage in numbers.

With the pressure greatly reduced, the Dao Yi Sect disciples were now completely killing in a frenzy.

Everywhere one looked, Dao Yi Sect disciples holding long swords were reaping the lives of demon beasts.

A Divine Sword Peak disciple was just about to finish off the demon beast in front of him with a single strike when he was suddenly stopped by Xu Jie, and he asked in confusion.

"Third Senior Brother, what is this?"

"Wait a moment, don't kill it."

"Why?"

We're on the battlefield, facing demon beasts, and you're telling me not to kill them? What is this, are we supposed to give them a rest, then have a fair fight, so others don't say our Dao Yi Sect takes advantage of people's precarious state?

Looking at Xu Jie with a blank face, Xu Jie's eyes flashed with a wise light as he said.

"Look at how many demon beasts are left now."

Hearing this, the disciple didn't understand what he meant, but he still looked around.

"Not many left, at most another quarter of an hour and it should be resolved."

"Exactly, this battle is about to end, and once it ends, we won't be able to drink the soup."

"Holy crap..."

Once these words were spoken, the disciple's eyes widened, as if he had discovered something incredible.

That's right, once the battle ended, they wouldn't be able to drink the soup.

For a moment, the disciple looked at Xu Jie with lingering fear; it was fortunate that Third Senior Brother had stopped him in time, otherwise he would have nearly committed a grave mistake.

Watching the change in his junior brother's expression, Xu Jie nodded with satisfaction; the child is teachable.

"Then Third Senior Brother, what do we do now?"

Getting to the point, Xu Jie's expression also turned serious.

"There is only one way, and that is not to let the battle end."

"Not let the battle end?"

Looking around again, this seemed difficult; the demon beasts clearly had no ability to resist anymore, and right now, all that was needed was one final harvest, and the battle would be over.

"Stupid, do you understand artificial control?"

"Ah, artificial control?"

He was stunned at first, but then, as if he had reacted, his eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded repeatedly.

"Third Senior Brother is brilliant; this junior brother understands."

"That's good."

Xu Jie then hurried off to other places. Watching Third Senior Brother leave, the disciple turned his head to look at the demon beast in front of him, which was already on its last breath, and a hint of something called compassion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Demon brother, you cannot die."

Following this, more and more disciples on the battlefield began to weave back and forth.

And those demon beasts that should have been killed with a single sword strike ultimately survived.

"Junior Sister, spare the demon under your sword."

"Senior Brother, this is...?"

"Can't kill it; if you kill it, how will we drink the soup?"

"The battle cannot end so quickly; keeping them alive has great use."

"Do you want to drink the soup?"

"I do."

"If you want to, you can't kill them."

"Are you pig-brained? Think carefully about why Junior Brother Ye Changqing is making soup."

"Because of the battle?"

"Exactly, so we cannot let the battle end so quickly, otherwise how can we drink the soup?"

"Understood, many thanks, Senior Brother."

"Fortunately, Senior Brother reminded me in time, otherwise this Junior Sister would have committed a grave mistake."

Disciples told one another, and soon, the trend on the battlefield changed completely.

The disciples looked at those dying demon beasts, and the killing intent in their eyes suddenly decreased significantly, replaced by a touch of compassion, concern, and even worry.

These were no demon beasts; they were living meal tickets. Only with them present could the disciples continue to drink the soup.

"Demon brother, you must hold on; you cannot die just like this." ===== CHAPTER 162 =====