Chapter 1785

"You dare to show off with Great Completion level movement techniques?"

"Haha, I thought too much, I thought too much."

"This meal still belongs to me."

The Yunluo and Yaochi Sacred Land disciples, who had been full of confidence and thought they would be eating soon, were now dumbfounded.

Was the gap really that big?

Their control-type techniques couldn't control the Dao One Sacred Land disciples at all, while the others were accurate every time, never missing.

"Damn it, I don't accept this!"

"Ah, my meal!"

If there weren't so many restrictions, the disciples of the two Sacred Lands would have had the strength to fight, but being limited to movement and control techniques made it a completely different story.

For breakfast, except for the two Emperor ancestors Shi Qingfeng and Hua Moxue, no one else from the Yunluo and Yaochi Sacred Lands managed to win a spot.

From Great Saint Elders to ordinary disciples, everyone failed.

"Sigh, Brother Shi, it seems your Yunluo Sacred Land still needs more training."

During the meal, Yun Xiantai said to Shi Qingfeng with a smile, while Shi Qingfeng and Hua Moxue had complex expressions. Had they really been wiped out, with not a single "survivor"?

"Wasn't it said that Yunluo and Yaochi Sacred Land disciples were coming to eat today?"

Even inside the cafeteria, Ye Changqing looked around in confusion, not seeing a single disciple from the Yunluo or Yaochi Sacred Lands.

This was strange. Yu Mo had specifically come to tell him before the meal, so why weren't they here? Did they not want to eat?

Ye Changqing didn't know that at this moment, the disciples and Elders of the Yunluo and Yaochi Sacred Lands were being tightly controlled outside the cafeteria by the Dao One Sacred Land's control-type techniques, roaring at the sky in anger.

The food was right in front of them, but they couldn't eat it; it was enough to make someone die of anger.

"Damn it, damn it! I have roamed the world for a lifetime, when have I ever suffered such grievances?"

Some elderly Great Saint Elders couldn't help but cry out in sorrow.

After breakfast, the disciples of the two Sacred Lands left dejectedly.

And the Dao One Sacred Land group began their day of cultivation as usual.

Now that it would take some time for the Demon Cave to open, people from various sects returned one after another, and only a necessary few remained in the Undead territory, mainly to monitor the Demon Cave.

Just as the Dao One Sacred Land was peaceful, Wu Shou finally returned from the Eastern Continent with his team.

On this journey, Wu Shou had tried every possible method; not only the Eastern Continent, but he had even gone to the Western Continent's Buddhist sect.

He had even fought several battles with those bald donkeys from the Buddhist sect.

But from beginning to end, he hadn't found any trace of his Master.

"Senior Brother."

"Eh? Junior Brother is back?"

In the main hall, seeing Wu Shou, Facing Qi Xiong stood up excitedly, while Wu Shou said with unwillingness.

"Senior Brother, this Junior Brother is incompetent. I failed to find Master's remains. I..."

Looking at Wu Shou's self-reproachful appearance, Facing Qi Xiong was stunned, and then fell into silence.

That's right, I had asked the Second Junior Brother to go investigate Master's remains, but at that time, I didn't know Master wasn't dead.

How could I have forgotten that?

But looking at Wu Shou's pious appearance, Facing Qi Xiong didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at his dusty appearance, it was clear he had suffered a lot on the way.

If he told him Master wasn't dead, could he accept it? Would he explode on the spot?

After thinking about it, Facing Qi Xiong decided to tell Wu Shou slowly, giving him a process to accept it. Thinking of this, Facing Qi Xiong patted Wu Shou's shoulder with concern.

"Junior Brother, don't blame yourself too much. You did your best."