Chapter 1009: Senior, is this Tianhong Guan?

Anyway, Ye Zhangqing's reverse breakthrough this time directly left everyone bewildered.

The later the breakthrough, the faster it was; anyway, everyone had never seen such a thing before, and could only attribute it to Ye Zhangqing's extraordinary talent.

Now having achieved Human Immortal Realm Perfection, Ye Zhangqing's control over the Scarlet Yang Heavenly Flame is even more consummate.

Lighting the fire and setting up the pot, as Ye Zhangqing walked to the stove, everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Is the meal about to be ready?"

"It should be soon; haven't you seen that the Meal Ancestor is already preparing to get to work?"

"Alright, alright, I haven't eaten in several days; I'm about to starve to death."

"Even with your Dharma Aspect realm cultivation, you still get hungry?"

"Is my path of eating dry food not acceptable?"

"Heh, fine, but whether you get to eat also depends on whether I agree."

"Today, whoever blocks my dry food, I'll kill them, even my own father won't be spared."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Zhangqing, waiting for that call to start the meal.

I just don't know if it's an illusion, but this time Ye Zhangqing's cooking speed seems a bit too slow.

"Is the time taking too long, or is it just my problem?"

"I feel the same way."

"Maybe it's because I'm hungry."

"But with all these dishes out of the pot, isn't that enough?"

Everyone was somewhat suspicious, but to let everyone eat, the demand would surely increase exponentially.

After using an entire night, Ye Zhangqing finally stopped the fire and finished work; he was fine, but the Spirit Chefs of the Spirit Chef Alliance were completely exhausted.

Each one, exhausted to the point of not caring about appearance, casually found a spot to sit down and directly tossed the elixir pills into their mouths.

"I'm exhausted to death."

"This is the first time I felt cooking almost cost me my life."

"You guys, you usually neglect cultivation; look at the Meal Ancestor—he didn't rest all night and yet is full of vigor."

"How could we possibly compare to the Meal Ancestor?"

"Alright, rest a bit, then get up and serve the meal."

Once everything was prepared, as Ye Zhangqing said that today everyone would get a share and there was no need to compete for spots, all the Human Race cultivators present were instantly stunned.

Especially the disciples of the various sects, they directly burst into tears on the spot.

They are not disciples of the Three Holy Lands; unlike them, even if competition is fierce, they still have a slight chance to eat Ye Zhangqing's food.

These people don't even have the chance to compete; they can only smell the aroma.

But now, what Ye Zhangqing says is: no need to compete, everyone gets a share, including them.

This time, the disciples of the various sects went completely crazy; the Meal Ancestor's personally prepared food—what the hell kind of concept is this?

Put it this way, the dry rations Ye Zhangqing personally made now, even a random piece taken outside would cost at least tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones, and moreover, it's priceless—no market for it.

Even if these disciples of the various sects wanted to seize them, it would be very hard; basically they can't reach them, as they are directly consumed by the Three Holy Lands themselves.

Being able to eat a meal for free now—this isn't just a pie falling from the sky; nope, it's not even a pie, it's literally spirit stones falling from the sky.

The Human Race cultivators were divided into hundreds of teams, with dedicated Spirit Chefs serving them meals.

With so many people, it's naturally impossible to do a buffet anymore; otherwise, once the front people pass, those behind wouldn't get to eat.

However, each person's portion is sufficient; since we decided to let everyone have a full meal, Ye Zhangqing naturally wouldn't be stingy.

Being stingy is worse than not inviting at all; that's Ye Zhangqing's character.

One Human Race cultivator after another got the food, overjoyed; soon, on the ruined walls of Tianhong Guan, one could see everywhere people holding big bowls, unconcerned about appearance, devouring their meals—Human Race powerhouses.

Just like ordinary old farmers, squatting in the fields.

Just as everyone was happily eating, outside Tianhong Guan, teams upon teams of low-level loose cultivators formed groups and rushed toward Tianhong Guan.

From afar, upon seeing that Tianhong Guan had become a ruin, these loose cultivators were stunned, their hearts tightening.

"Have we come too late?"

"We've been fed nonsense; first let's see what's happening."

"Tianhong Guan has ended up like this.............."

"Shut up; even if Tianhong Guan falls, we vow to fight to the death—let's go."

Tianhong Guan is near the Human Race side, so naturally it lacks a strong Formation; thus it looks like it's about to be breached.

However, the numerous loose cultivators showed no hesitation whatsoever, or rather, they had nowhere to retreat.

Numerous loose cultivators, gritting their teeth, charged into Tianhong Guan; they had originally prepared to fight to the death against the Demon Race, unafraid even of body and spirit annihilation.

But the imagined scene of the Demon Race occupying Tianhong Guan did not appear; instead............ these individuals squatting on the ruined walls............ are our Human Race powerhouses?

"This this this............ Demon Race, you?"

"Big brother, over there............."

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't that the City Lord of Heyang City?"

"Huh????"

Following the sound, I saw a middle-aged man with his pant legs rolled up halfway, sleeves also rolled up, his head almost buried in the bowl as he ate, eating with grease all over his mouth.

Taking a closer look, he really is the City Lord of Heyang City.

Although here he's nothing special, in Heyang City he is undoubtedly the strongest, usually bearing a dignified aura; how come now he's like a country bumpkin?

"Also, the white-clothed sword body..........."

"Heavenly Blade Bai Ke............."

「Is this the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ? 」

Looking at those once mighty and imposing big shots, at this moment they didn't care about decorum, squatting on the ruined walls, feasting heartily.

The many wandering cultivators who came to support only felt the world spin.

Damn, is it an illusion? Do demons also know illusion arts?

「Huh, what are you all doing with so many people? 」

Just then, a cultivator saw them and casually remarked.

Although they didn't know this person, the aura of the Heavenly Human Realm cultivation emanating from them made the wandering cultivators hastily bow.

「Replying, senior, we........ 」

Their attitude was respectful, but damn, this scum doesn't respect people, huh?

You damn well asked us, we answered you, yet you won't even take a look?

Only seeing that Heavenly Human Realm cultivator, after casually asking a question, they buried their head and ate heartily, paying no heed to the crowd.

The wandering cultivators looked grim, yet they dared not speak, for anyone squatting here eating heartily, if you randomly pick one, is absolutely someone they cannot afford to offend.

Even if you are a disciple of a small sect, you are not someone these wandering cultivators can provoke.

「This...... what should we do now? 」

「What can we do? Just wait obediently. 」

They waited honestly aside; as time passed, more and more low-level wandering cultivators arrived; not long after, outside Tianhong Guan, it was filled with wandering cultivators, and they didn't dare speak, just oddly watching the many cultivators eating heartily.

For a moment, the scene was extremely strange.