Chapter 48

Ye Changqing replied.

"Then what solution do you have, kid?"

"I plan to divide the many disciples of Divine Sword Peak into queues according to their level: handyman disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and the Peak Master, elders, and deacons, for a total of four parts."

"Everyone queues separately, and people from different queues cannot compete with each other. In this way, even handyman disciples can grab a spot based on their own strength."

Asking Ye Changqing to make food for tens of thousands of people at once was impossible; he would be exhausted to death. With his cultivation broken through to the Meridian-Opening Realm, Ye Changqing could now provide food for at most two thousand people.

This was also because Ye Changqing's cultivation had improved and his Shadow Blade had reached Great Accomplishment.

I guess the creator of the Shadow Blade would never have thought that the blade technique they created would one day be used by someone to chop vegetables. ===== CHAPTER 88 =====

Hearing Ye Changqing's idea, Hong Zun pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Your idea is not bad, kid. After separating them, it will indeed be relatively fairer, and disciples of all levels will have hope of grabbing a spot."

Hong Zun agreed, but added some things.

"Generally, it's as you said, but during the competition, no external forces are allowed. And, to prevent disciples from guarding outside the kitchen early, everyone can only head to the kitchen half an hour before each mealtime."

"The use of arts is not restricted during the fighting, and fighting is allowed, but one must not harm anyone's life."

Listening to Hong Zun's additions, Ye Changqing frowned slightly. Why did it feel like this old man wanted to cause trouble?

Allowing fighting—wasn't this creating chaos on purpose? Given these disciples' current obsession with eating, I guess they would really draw their blades and go for it.

Seeing Ye Changqing like this, Hong Zun chuckled and didn't explain too much. The matter was settled just like that.

Right now, the entire Divine Sword Peak was crazy for the kitchen's food. What would happen if fighting was allowed?

I guess everyone would cultivate like their lives depended on it, otherwise, they really wouldn't even be able to get a hot meal.

Using this to motivate the Divine Sword Peak disciples to cultivate—this was Hong Zun's idea.

As dinner time arrived, Ye Changqing, under Hong Zun's witness, announced the new rules for the kitchen to the many disciples.

Learning that there would be enough for two thousand people each meal from now on, and that all disciples, deacons, and elders would be divided into four different queues, with each queue not allowed to compete with the others.

According to the number of disciples at each level, the food for two thousand people was divided into seven hundred portions for handyman disciples, six hundred for outer sect disciples, five hundred for inner sect disciples, and two hundred for elders and deacons.

Among them, Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, and Lu Youyou were divided into the elders and deacons queue.

During the competition for spots, fighting was allowed, but one must not harm anyone's life.

Once these rules were out, the many disciples cheered. Firstly, it was because the food for each meal had increased from one thousand portions to two thousand.

Secondly, such a division was beneficial for handyman disciples, and even outer sect disciples.

At least their competitors were no longer those inner sect disciples, but had become disciples of the same level who were not much different from them.

Under normal circumstances, everyone had a chance to grab a spot.

The only ones who were a bit depressed were Xu Jie and the other two. The three were personal disciples, but now they were directly classified into the elders and deacons queue.

Looking at Ye Changqing with resentment, Lu Youyou pouted and said.

"Junior brother, what you're doing is unfair. We are also disciples of Divine Sword Peak; why do we have to be grouped with the elders?"

"Exactly, there's a generation gap here."

This decision wasn't made by Ye Changqing; it was Hong Zun's idea. So, hearing the three's complaints, Hong Zun raised an eyebrow and said unhappily.

"To hell with the generation gap. If I grouped you with the disciples, wouldn't you be guaranteed a meal every time? What would be the point of that? In the future, if you don't cultivate hard and can't beat us old guys, then just watch from the side; don't think about eating."

The cultivation and strength of Xu Jie and the other two were indeed far beyond the disciples, even the inner sect disciples.

Even some deacons with low cultivation were not the three's opponents, so grouping them into the elders and deacons queue was also to put pressure on them.

The matter was settled just like that, to be implemented starting tomorrow.

And that evening, many disciples began to prepare for battle.

Even though it was late at night, the Divine Sword Peak was still bustling with noise, and the sounds of disciples cultivating could be heard everywhere.

Some disciples kept swinging their swords, and even though they were drenched in sweat, they still didn't stop, their expressions determined.

"I must eat breakfast tomorrow."

Some disciples gently stroked their swords, muttering to themselves.

"Buddy, whether we can eat a hot meal tomorrow all depends on you."

As the many disciples looked at each other, sparks of fire crossed in their eyes. Starting tomorrow, they would be opponents—opponents for food. Whoever blocked me, don't blame me for not caring about fellow disciple feelings.

A night passed, and the next day, as the sky brightened, with half an hour left until breakfast time, Divine Sword Peak disciples swarmed in from all directions.

And the kitchen, after a simple renovation last night, already had four large tables set up in the courtyard, corresponding to the four queues: handyman disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and elders and deacons.

Before the kitchen courtyard gate had even opened, many disciples had already drawn their swords, looking at each other and saying.

"Senior brother, I've decided I'm eating this breakfast today; don't force me."

"Junior brother, whether you can eat this hot meal depends on whether the sword in senior brother's hand agrees."

"Since that's the case, then junior brother will have to offend you."

Sword light flashed, and in an instant, many disciples were directly mixed into a chaotic battle.

Movement techniques, sword techniques, all sorts of methods emerged one after another, and even the handyman disciples were fighting in a group at this time.

"Senior brother, your sword technique still hasn't improved at all."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and get out of the way."

Even Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, and Lu Youyou joined the battlefield. There was no other way; being grouped with the elders and deacons, the pressure on the three of them was also very great.

If they were not careful, they might not have anything to eat.

"Don't provoke the elders; deal with these deacons first."

Xu Jie directed the two women; you have to pick the soft persimmons to squeeze. Those elders were all old and cunning, and their strength was too strong; there was absolutely no chance.

Moreover, there were only a dozen or so elders on Divine Sword Peak in total. Even if they gave them spots, it wouldn't matter. Starting with the deacons was the best choice.

And facing Xu Jie and the other two, the many deacons naturally didn't want to be outdone. They might have let it go on normal days, but now it concerned their food for the day; how could they hand it over to others?

For a time, the many disciples fought intensely. Hong Zun and the elders stood on the side and didn't strike; they didn't seem to need to compete because no one was their opponent.

To prevent any unexpected situations where the disciples didn't hold back, they were ready to intervene, and everyone watched with great interest.

The disciples of Blood Blade Peak and Tyrant Spear Peak, which were closest to Divine Sword Peak, soon discovered the aftermath of the battle coming from Divine Sword Peak.

At this time, the disciples of both peaks looked in the direction of Divine Sword Peak with confusion, wondering.

"What is Divine Sword Peak doing so early in the morning?"

"Probably sparring between disciples; it's not an unusual thing."

"But this is too early."

Sparring and fighting between fellow disciples is a very normal thing, and the Profound One Sect encourages such things, as long as they don't kill or intentionally harm fellow disciples.

Therefore, it's normal for there to be battle aftermath, but the timing seems a bit wrong.

Whose sparring starts before the sky is even bright? And judging from the aftermath of this battle, it doesn't seem like one or two people, but many people sparring.

Someone suddenly thought of the rumors about Divine Sword Peak before.

"I heard before that there's something wrong with the people on Divine Sword Peak. According to several elders on the main peak, some disciples on Divine Sword Peak have gone into a demonic trance from practicing, and their brains are a bit abnormal."

"Really?" ===== CHAPTER 89 =====