Chapter 516

There is another even more terrifying characteristic, which is that the Nine Depths secret technique has absolutely no side effects.

As everyone knows, secret techniques are powerful, but they all have some degree of side effects, yet the Nine Depths secret technique has none at all.

Following a fierce struggle, the quotas for disciples of various levels were gradually determined.

Divine Jianfeng still had the most, followed by Jade Maiden Peak, and finally Dragon Elephant Peak.

The fewest people snatched spots, and for this, the Dragon Elephant Peak disciples curled their lips and said.

"Strange, how did everyone become so strong?"

"Did you think I ate this meal for nothing?"

As mealtime arrived, the disciples lined up to enter the kitchen. Ye Changqing, who was leaning against the kitchen door, was holding a large tea mug and had just taken a sip of tea when he glanced casually at the courtyard gate and—*Pfft! *—spat out all the tea in his mouth.

What the hell is this...

He saw a burly man, at least four meters tall, who had trouble even fitting through the courtyard gate sideways, squeezing in by force.

And he even crushed the courtyard gate in the process.

Where did this humanoid demon beast come from? Looking closely, *Holy crap*, isn't this Wan Xiang, the Senior Brother of Dragon Elephant Peak?

Excitedly arriving at the vegetable basin, the large bowl he held in his hand looked like a tiny wine cup, incredibly miniature.

"So fragrant, Junior Brother Changqing, did you make all this?"

"Uh... I suppose so."

Looking at a giant over four meters tall, as strong as a dragon-elephant, speaking gently to him while holding an orchid-fingered gesture, Ye Changqing's mouth twitched.

At this moment, he believed Dragon Elephant Peak were body cultivators, but damn it, could you please stop holding that orchid-fingered gesture?

With such a burly physique, your palm is almost as big as a tiger's head, and you're still holding an orchid-fingered gesture—it's very strange, okay?

Before even tasting the flavor, saliva was already uncontrollably flowing down.

Moreover, this eating thing really seems to be a human instinct; without needing to be taught, these Dragon Elephant Peak disciples were self-taught geniuses.

Take this rice serving, for example: each Dragon Elephant Peak disciple was pressing down with all their might.

"Get in there!"

With wide palms, holding a large bowl in one hand and a rice scoop in the other, they kept pressing down while gritting their teeth.

This was standard procedure for Divine Jianfeng and Jade Maiden Peak disciples; after all, the amount of dishes was limited, but rice was one bowl per person—as long as you could fit it in, you could add as much as you wanted.

The large bowls were all the same, which Hong Zun had gotten from somewhere; it was said he had them specially crafted by an artifact refiner.

But now, with the Dragon Elephant Peak disciples pressing down with force, *Snap! *—the damn bowl cracked.

"Are these bowls so fragile?"

Wan Xiang was speechless, feeling he hadn't even used force yet, and the bowl had shattered. Zhao Zhengping, standing behind him, said speechlessly.

"This is a bowl for eating, not your Dragon Elephant Peak's diamond stone; take it easy!"