Chapter 88: Morning Sparring

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 ranks will have hope of grabbing a seat."

Hong Zun agreed, but added some things.

"Generally, it will be as you said. However, no external force is allowed during the competition, and to prevent disciples from guarding outside the kitchen early, everyone can only head to the kitchen half an hour before mealtime."

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

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

Allowing fighting—wasn't this artificially creating chaos? Given the obsession these disciples had with eating now, they would probably draw their swords and go for it.

Seeing Ye Changqing like this, Hong Zun chuckled, without explaining too much, and the matter was settled.

Right now, the entire Divine Jianfeng 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 be able to get a hot meal even if they were eating excrement.

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

As dinnertime arrived, Ye Changqing, witnessed by Hong Zun, announced the new kitchen rules to the many disciples.

Upon learning that there would be two thousand portions per meal from now on, and that all disciples, deacons, and elders would be divided into four different queues, and that no queue could compete with another,

according to the number of disciples of each rank, the two thousand portions were divided into seven hundred for servant 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 assigned to the elders and deacons queue.

During the competition for seats, 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 per meal had increased from one thousand portions to two thousand.

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

At least their competitors were no longer those inner sect disciples, but had become fellow disciples of the same rank with not much of a gap.

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

The only ones who were a bit depressed were Xu Jie and the other two. They were personal disciples, but now they were directly assigned to 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 Divine Jianfeng disciples; why must we be separated with the elders?"

"That's right, there's a difference in seniority here."

This decision wasn't made by Ye Changqing; it was Hong Zun's intention. So, hearing the complaints of the three, Hong Zun raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.

"To hell with seniority. If I assigned you to the disciples' side, 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 compete with us old guys, then just watch from the side; don't even think about eating."

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

Even some deacons with low cultivation were not their match, so assigning them to the elders and deacons queue was also to put pressure on them.

The matter was settled, and it would be implemented starting tomorrow.

And that very evening, many disciples began to roll up their sleeves and prepare.

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

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

"I must eat tomorrow's breakfast."

Some disciples gently stroked their swords and muttered to themselves.

"Buddy, whether we can eat a hot meal tomorrow depends entirely 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. If anyone stood in their way, don't blame them for not considering the feelings of fellow disciples.

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

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

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

"Senior Brother, I've set my mind on 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."

"If that's the case, then Junior Brother will have to offend you."

Sword light flashed, and in an instant, many disciples were directly locked in a melee.

Movement techniques, sword techniques, all sorts of methods emerged one after another. Even the servant disciples were locked in a battle at this time.

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

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

Even Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, and Lu Youyou joined the battlefield. There was no other way; being assigned to the same queue as the elders and deacons, the pressure on the three of them was also very high.

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 great, so there was no chance at all.

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

And facing Xu Jie and the other two, many deacons naturally didn't want to be outdone. They might have let it slide on normal days, but now it concerned their daily food, so 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 either. They didn't seem to need to compete because no one was their match.

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 Jianfeng, soon discovered the aftermath of the battle coming from Divine Jianfeng.

At this time, the disciples of both peaks were looking in the direction of Divine Jianfeng with confusion, wondering strangely.

"What is Divine Jianfeng doing so early in the morning?"

"I guess it's disciples sparring; it's not a very unusual thing."

"But this is too early."

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

Therefore, it is normal for the aftermath of a battle to erupt, but the timing seems a bit wrong.

Whose family starts sparring 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 Jianfeng before.

"I heard before that there is something wrong with the people on Divine Jianfeng. According to several elders on the main peak, some disciples on Divine Jianfeng have gone into a cultivation deviation and their brains are a bit abnormal."

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