Chapter 94

"Go, go, go, Junior Brother Changqing, Senior Brother will take you to the coastal camp."

"Don't look at this coastal camp as being a bit simple and not comparable to the sect, but here, this is the place where we can truly be the masters."

"Like those deacons, elders, especially the old man, they can't get in. So for this year, we can do whatever we want. Think about it, isn't it cool?"

Xu Jie pulled Ye Changqing toward the array with a smile on his face, saying excitedly.

The matter is over, and for the next year, he can lie flat and eat. Without those old guys, he, Xu Jie, would definitely be able to eat three meals a day.

Leaving the coastal camp, the Demon Kings looked at the full spatial rings of demon beast corpses, their faces gloomy to the extreme.

Especially the Blood Tiger Demon King, who looked at the Demon King who had agreed to Qi Xiong earlier with dissatisfaction,

"Why did you agree? I clearly didn't do it. You know, I clearly didn't do it."

Facing the Blood Tiger Demon King’s questioning, this Demon King also said angrily,

"Then what do you say we should do? Go to war with the human race?"

Once these words were out, the Blood Tiger Demon King’s momentum weakened instantly, but it still said unwillingly,

"I was really wronged..."

"Hmph, look at your lack of ambition. What is a moment of grievance? The one who laughs last is the real winner."

"Do you know why the human race always suppresses our demon race in this Eastern Continent today?"

"Because of the East Sea aquatic race."

"Exactly. If it weren't for the Dao One Sect founder back then, who spent countless magic treasures and foundations to carve that array in the East Sea to block the East Sea aquatic race outside the Eastern Continent, our demon race’s strength would definitely be stronger than the human race’s. Why would we have to be so hypocritical with the human race?"

"And now we have finally found an opportunity. The Flood Dragon race has found a treasure to break the array. As long as the array is broken, countless aquatic races can enter the Eastern Continent without any obstruction."

"And when that time comes, our Eastern Continent demon race factions will rise at the right moment and be able to defeat the human race in one fell swoop."

"What we need now is time. Do you want to sacrifice these years of preparation because of a moment of failure and grievance?"

Hearing this, the Blood Tiger Demon King stopped talking. It naturally understood this truth.

"Everything now must be centered on the East Sea aquatic race. We absolutely cannot let the human race notice anything in advance."

"And this is also a good opportunity."

Speaking of this, this Demon King sneered. Hearing this, Blood Tiger looked over in confusion.

"After this great battle, the Sword Peak disciples are all seriously injured. Perhaps those humans think that nothing will happen, but we can take advantage of this opportunity."

"Let the East Sea aquatic race suddenly attack and take the entire coastal camp in one fell swoop before breaking the array. As long as we control the coastal camp, then everything will be foolproof."

Hearing this, the Demon Kings’ eyes lit up, and they all nodded in praise.

"Good idea, good idea."

"The Wisdom Tiger Demon King is worthy of being our demon race’s strategist. Haha, good, good."

"In this way, the overall situation can be settled."

Listening to the approval of the Demon Kings, the Wisdom Tiger Demon King also showed a confident smile.

Not knowing what these demon beasts were up to, after arriving at the coastal camp, it was indeed not comparable to the Dao One Sect.

To put it bluntly, the coastal camp was a small city, but the city walls were very high, and many defensive arrays were carved.

"Choose rooms according to your rank."

Following Zhao Zheng’s order, many disciples began to choose rooms.

Servant disciples were two to a room, outer disciples were one, and inner disciples were also one, but the area was larger.

As for personal disciples, each had a separate small courtyard.

Ye Changqing was a servant disciple, but he was assigned the largest courtyard, which should have been Zhao Zheng’s residence.

But no one objected, and Zhao Zheng was also extremely agreeable. Finally, Ye Changqing simply designated this place as the kitchen.

Anyway, it was divided into a front yard and a back yard.

It didn't matter if Ye Changqing lived in the back yard and turned the front yard into a kitchen; it saved the trouble of running back and forth.

After settling the residence, the effect of the bone broth gradually disappeared. Many disciples were not lightly injured, and some couldn't even get out of bed, only able to recover slowly through healing elixirs.

Watching the disciples injured and needing to recuperate well, Ye Changqing said out of kindness,

"I see that all the senior brothers are injured. Should we wait a few days before starting to eat? After all, everyone has practiced Grain Bigu, so take the time to heal..."

Just as he was saying this, suddenly, countless resentments surged toward Ye Changqing.

Zhao Zheng, Liu Shuang, Xu Jie, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, and the disciples all looked at him with resentment.

"I... this..."

"Junior Brother Changqing, Senior Brother has to criticize you. Who are you looking down on? How can mere skin wounds affect Senior Brother’s eating?"

"That’s right, these are all small scenes. Back when Senior Brother first joined the Dao One Sect, I killed from the south of Tiger Ridge to the north of Ape Mountain, back and forth eight times, without even blinking."

The disciples spoke one after another, but looking at their state, Ye Changqing’s mouth twitched. Are they really just skin wounds?

That senior brother who was killed to the artery, your gauze is still bleeding!

And that senior brother who didn't blink, your eyes seem to be blind.

However, these wounds could be healed. After all, this is immortal cultivation; these small wounds really didn't count for much. Even if you were blind, you could regain your sight.

But rest was still needed.

However, everyone strongly requested Ye Changqing to cook. They all said they were skin wounds, so in the end, Ye Changqing could only nod and agree.

He tidied up the pots and pans. As for ingredients, Ye Changqing had brought quite a lot when he left the sect.

Even if it wasn't enough, he could go out and buy more.

He stewed another pot of bone broth, mainly to make the brothers’ wounds less painful, and also made some vinegar-stir-fried jade cabbage.

Mealtime arrived. This was probably the time with the fewest people eating in Sword Peak’s history, and the disciples were extremely gentle, with no fighting occurring, only occasional friendly greetings.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk? You stepped on my foot."

"Sorry, Senior Brother, I’m blind, I can't see."

"If you can't see, why are you coming to eat? Go back and lie down."

"Holy sh*t, don't squeeze! The blood that just stopped is f*cking bursting again!"

"Hehe, if I use a binding technique now, wouldn't I be the first?"

There were still disciples thinking of playing dirty tricks, but as soon as they moved, there was a pig-like scream, drawing extreme contempt from the surrounding people.

"I see your head is also injured. Go take a good look. Your hand is f*cking broken, and you still want to use a binding technique?"

In such a gentle atmosphere, the disciples finished the meal, and when they left, many disciples even took back the bones that had been chewed like they were scrubbed by steel wire, without a trace of meat, under the pretext of giving them to the brothers who were seriously injured and couldn't get out of bed.

This scene was simply tear-jerking, wasn't it?

Sword Peak disciples were actually willing to share food with others! Those were big bones, although they had been sucked seven or eighty times, and the soup inside the bones had been sucked dry, they didn't forget their brothers and thought of bringing them back for them.

At this moment, Sword Peak fully interpreted what it meant to be as close as brothers and to share life and death.

You are seriously injured and bedridden, no problem, Senior Brother will bring you food. I eat meat, you chew bones. If I have a bite of meat, you will definitely have a bite of bone to chew.

Only Ye Changqing, holding a large tea mug, watched this scene, his eyelids twitching.

No, can those bones still have flavor? They were f*cking sucked until they were smoking, and you still want to bring them back?