Chapter 1834

"How are you talking? I am the ancestor of the Array Master Alliance; how can that be called embezzlement?"

The three ancestors were envious, jealous, and hateful. They also wanted to eat the Demon God ingredient, but unfortunately, they no longer had Saint-grade pills, talismans, or magic tools on them.

And watching the Array Master Alliance ancestor eat meal after meal, this made the three of them incredibly hungry.

Looking at this old thing's triumphant appearance, the three ancestors returned to their respective alliances full of thoughts.

They were all ancestors; why could he eat, but they couldn't?

After returning to the Pill Master Alliance station, Meng Huichun thought about it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and took out a batch of Saint-grade pills.

The Pill Master Alliance naturally had reserves of Saint-grade pills, but Meng Huichun was different from that old scoundrel.

That guy was embezzling, while he, Meng Huichun, had always been upright and clean.

But now, he couldn't hold back anymore.

The flavor of the Demon God ingredient was simply mouth-watering; just thinking about it was unbearable.

Having been an ancestor for a lifetime, couldn't he enjoy himself?

Besides, how much effort had he put into the Pill Master Alliance in his life, and how many Saint-grade pills had he refined? Taking out a batch to eat a meal—that wasn't excessive, right?

Just one meal.

Thinking this, Meng Huichun returned and found Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others.

"You want to reserve a portion too?"

"Correct, I have Saint-grade pills."

"Huh???"

This guy also came. Regarding this, Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others thought about it and didn't refuse, accepting the pills and agreeing to Meng Huichun's request.

But next, the Talisman Master Alliance ancestor and Artifact Master Alliance ancestor also returned one after another.

And they all brought Saint-grade talismans and magic tools. Good heavens, the ancestors of these four families were truly crazy.

Even when Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others didn't accept, the two wouldn't give up, acting as if they wouldn't leave today if they didn't accept.

There was no helping it; Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others could only accept the Saint-grade pills, talismans, and magic tools sent by the three major ancestors.

They had thought about eating one more meal, just one meal, and then stopping.

But what the hell, this thing was like poison; how could they hold back?

After obtaining another Demon God ingredient, the well-fed Meng Huichun and the other two didn't hesitate much, returned to their respective alliances, and brought back another batch of Saint-grade pills, talismans, and magic tools.

The ancestors of the four major alliances were completely crazy about eating.

But the most miserable ones were the leaders under them.

The Saint-grade array disks and pills stored before clearly couldn't last many times.

Following a series of fierce battles, the Demon race kept sending reinforcements, but the casualties of the Demon Gods were getting higher and higher. Later on, basically every battle had a Demon God fall.

It directly numbed the Demon race, but at the same time, the leaders of the four major alliances were also numbed.

"Ancestor, I... can I eat one less meal?"

Inside the Array Master Alliance, the leader looked at the ancestor and said pitifully.

Since the ancestor's stock ran out more than half a month ago, they hadn't rested at all.

Every day, they were either refining Saint-grade array formations or refining Saint-grade array formations.

Refining Saint-grade array formations was extremely mentally draining; after long-term high-intensity refining, the three leaders felt they were almost having a mental breakdown.

But the ancestor was like he had been injected with chicken blood.

Not only was he refining himself, but he was also supervising them every moment, not letting them slack off.

But what the hell, you are the one eating, and we are the ones playing with our lives—this is a bit unfair.

But hearing this, the Array Master Alliance ancestor's face sank immediately, and he snorted coldly.

"Don't you see I'm here too? If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, how can you shoulder the heavy burden of my Array Master Alliance in the future?"

"Ancestor, does this have anything to do with it?"

"How can it not have anything to do with it? As the saying goes, only by enduring the bitterness of bitterness can one become a person above others. Less nonsense, start refining for me."

"I..."

Ancestor, please, act like a human.

The three leaders had deathly expressions. We are leaders, what the hell; can we have some human rights?

Not just the Array Master Alliance; the Pill Master Alliance, Talisman Master Alliance, and Artifact Master Alliance were all in the same situation.

The four major ancestors were all acting like they were crazy, just not wanting to miss every meal of the Demon God ingredient.

Moreover, in order to hunt Demon Gods, the demand for Saint-grade array disks, talismans, pills, and magic tools was indeed not small.

Up to now, being able to be so lucky was all thanks to not caring about the consumption of these treasures at all.

Nearly a month passed, but when Meng Huichun and the others finally had a conscience and gave their ancestors a day off, they walked out of the courtyard, and the passersby were shocked.

"What the hell, who is this?"

They saw three people with pale complexions, dull eyes, and looking incredibly old, walking out with floating steps.

It directly stunned the passersby.

This looked like they didn't have long to live.

It was in the Pill Master Alliance, and soon an elder came forward to ask.

"This fellow Daoist, are you okay? Should I help you take a look?"

Even their own leader couldn't help but come. Hearing this, the three leaders snorted coldly.

"Get lost, look carefully; I am the leader."

Huh???

Hearing this, the group of elders looked carefully. Good heavens, in less than a month, how did the three leaders become like this?

It felt like they didn't have many days left. Were they drained by some demoness?

They were simply like living dead, as if they had experienced some abusive torture.

Looking at the three leaders with dull eyes, the elders were confused and concerned.

"Leader, you... how did you get like this?"

"Heh, try refining Saint-grade pills for a month without sleep."

Huh???

For nearly a month, the three of them truly hadn't rested. Meng Huichun was like he had been injected with chicken blood, accompanying them during the day and at night.

Except for meal times, the rest of the time, the three were refining pills.

Moreover, Meng Huichun even spared no effort to contribute raw materials himself, all kinds of high-grade spiritual herbs needed.

His purpose was just to eat a bite of the Demon God ingredient.

Crazy, simply crazy. This day was also because he saw they truly couldn't hold on, so he gave them a day off. As for Meng Huichun himself, he was still refining pills in the room. ===== CHAPTER 1835 =====