Chapter 507: Looking at the aquatic race with different eyes

After the meal, Mu You, Qin Shou, and Lin Potian were completely conquered.

The eyes they looked at Ye Changqing with were shining; the taste of this food was truly hard to describe in words.

At the same time, their thoughts about the aquatic race had also changed.

Originally, in the hearts of the three, facing the fact that the array had been torn open, they were still worried that the aquatic race might invade at any time.

However, after eating Ye Changqing's food, Lin Potian actually took the initiative to ask.

"Senior Brother, when are we going to catch ingredients?"

Hearing this, even Qi Xiong was stunned. Good guy, you guys changed so quickly.

Before, you were worried about this and that, and now they have become ingredients?

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Qi Xiong replied.

"We have to find a way to lure these aquatic creatures out."

Right now, the entire aquatic race has migrated to the deep sea, and even the Dragon Palace is the same.

Recently, only Long Zhantian would come to provoke them from time to time, but it was never a fight to the death; he would just leave if he couldn't win.

If they want to get enough aquatic creatures, they still have to let them come out on their own.

Hearing this, Lin Potian and the other two nodded.

In the coastal camp at night, some disciples were sleeping deeply, while others were practicing hard.

Until breakfast the next day, the disciples of the three peaks including Tyrant Spear Peak had not yet woken up.

It wasn't until after dinner that these disciples woke up one after another.

But the Divine Sword Peak and the others seemed to have calculated the time; just as these disciples woke up, they took the initiative to visit one by one.

"Junior Brother, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Senior Brother, what happened to me?"

"Don't mention it. How did your drinking capacity become so poor? You drank so much yesterday and got so drunk."

"Ah..."

Hearing this, the disciples of the three peaks including Tyrant Spear Peak all fell into self-doubt.

As cultivators, they would all drink more or less, and they wouldn't be so drunk as to be completely unconscious.

But facing the accounts of the Divine Sword Peak and other disciples, they had to believe it.

While speaking, the Divine Sword Peak and other disciples took out fine wine again.

"Senior Brother, what is this?"

"Sigh, Junior Brother, you don't know. As the saying goes, if you get drunk the first day, you have to drink a little more the next day to clear it out, and then it won't be so uncomfortable."

"Is that so?"

"Would your Senior Brother lie to you?"

"Alright then, but let's drink less today, my head is still hurting."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother has a plan."

Under the persuasion of the Divine Sword Peak and other disciples, the disciples of the three peaks including Tyrant Spear Peak began to drink again.

As for the final result, there was no doubt that they were "drunk" to the point of unconsciousness again.

One disciple after another had just woken up, only to be carried back to the room and bed again.

At lunch, they still didn't see their own disciples. Lin Potian, Mu You, and Qin Shou were truly a bit anxious.

Scanning with their Saint senses, the three looked at Hong Zun and the others with strange expressions and said.

"I say, Senior Brother Hong Zun, your Divine Sword Peak is going a bit too far, right? Are you doing this continuously?"

"Yeah, and, damn it, did my Beast Taming Peak's spiritual beasts offend you? You didn't even spare them?"

Dealing with disciples is one thing, but not even sparing the spiritual beasts is truly ridiculous.

The most critical thing is that they are supposed to deal with the aquatic race right now, but the people have been made "drunk and unconscious" by your Divine Sword Peak. How are we supposed to do it?

Lin Potian and the three said unhappily. To this, Hong Zun could only smile sheepishly.

"Heh heh, a bunch of young people, they don't know their own strength. I'll talk to them."

"This is not a question of talking or not."

They originally wanted to argue a bit, but as the sound of the meal being served came, this matter was quickly thrown to the back of their minds by everyone. Let's eat first.

The meal was still extremely comfortable. After eating and drinking, Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, and others, as well as direct disciples like Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie, all gathered in the backyard of the kitchen.

Everyone discussed how to deal with the aquatic race and capture ingredients.

"The biggest problem right now is that the aquatic race is like a turtle hiding its head. How are we going to lure them out?"

"Just go and fight them directly."

Mo Yun said indifferently. Hearing this, Qi Xiong glanced at him irritably.

"Although the aquatic race is showing weakness, there are still quite a few demon kings. If we fight directly, how much loss will there be?"

Although in everyone's eyes, the East Sea aquatic race is no different from ingredients, as the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when pushed.

Pushed to a dead end, the aquatic race will definitely rise up and fight back. At that time, not to mention victory or defeat, the casualties will definitely not be small. Qi Xiong does not want to see such a result.

Their goal is to capture ingredients, not to fight the aquatic race to the death.

After some discussion, no one had any good ideas. The only one with a chance seemed to be that Long Zhantian.

However, a mere demon king, although a Dragon King, in the eyes of the Dao One Sect, is truly not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

Especially Hong Zun and the others; it's not like they haven't eaten aquatic demon kings before. One or two were no longer in their eyes.

With no good ideas, Hong Zun turned to Zhao Zhengping and the others and said.

"Don't go and mess with Tyrant Spear Peak and the others anymore. Fellow disciples, it's not good for you to do this."

"Oh."

Such methods certainly won't last long, and Zhao Zhengping and the others knew it, so they agreed quite readily.

As for the matter of grabbing food later, in the short term, Zhao Zhengping and the others were still confident that they could secure it.

Just kidding, having practiced so hard for so long, how could they be caught up with so easily?

"Does no one have any ideas?"

Qi Xiong looked at the silent crowd and asked. Just as he finished speaking, Xu Jie suddenly said.

"That, Sect Master, I do have an immature idea."

"Let's hear it."

Hearing this, Qi Xiong looked over curiously. Not only him, but everyone else also cast their eyes on Xu Jie.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Jie said slowly.

"Actually, all we need to do is force the aquatic race to come out, and there are only a few ways to force them. Since the aquatic race has already migrated to the deep sea, why don't we dig up their ancestral graves? I don't believe they can still endure it."

Hmm???

Dig up their ancestral graves?

Hearing Xu Jie's words, the expressions of everyone present became a bit strange.

Ye Changqing, Zhao Zhengping, Zhao Rou, Liu Shuang, and others even had expressions of "as expected of you."

Such a wicked thing as digging up someone's ancestral grave, only you, Xu the Third, could think of it. This isn't just wicked; it's completely lacking in that department.

Brows slightly furrowed, Qi Xiong, as the Sect Master, said with a complex expression.

"This is probably inappropriate, right? No matter what, our Dao One Sect is the leader of the righteous path. Digging up someone's ancestral grave—it won't sound good if it gets out."

Now it was the crowd's turn to look at Qi Xiong. Leader of the righteous path? Senior Brother, are you thinking too much?

And, when you say this, can you please hold back the smile at the corner of your mouth? Your expression of "wanting to be a whore while setting up a memorial arch" makes it impossible for anyone to see that you have the slightest bit of guilt or reluctance.