Chapter 106: with translation of chapter title

The disciples each employed their methods; on the city wall, Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang and the other Inner Disciples were also discussing.

We will ambush some disciples on the left and right sides, then, after the Formation and Talisman Seal are activated, we will strike out.

Also, let each disciple carry a Clear Spirit Pill; when I use the Heavenly Numb Powder, they will take it to counteract the drug's effect.

Heavenly Numb Powder is a kind of bewildering drug; it can make a person's limbs go weak and numb for a short time.

As for the Clear Spirit Pill, it is the antidote to Heavenly Numb Powder, allowing one to be unaffected.

Hearing this, everyone nodded repeatedly.

"Third Junior Brother, this plan is excellent."

"Fine; at that time we will have the Talisman Seal, the Formation, traps, and this Heavenly Numb Powder, ensuring absolute safety."

"Hmm, in this battle we likewise cannot let any of these ingredients escape."

As they were speaking, Wang Yao also climbed onto the city wall; seeing this, Zhao Zhengping asked.

"How is it?"

"It has already been sent out; now we just need to wait patiently."

"Good, Junior Sister Wang Yao, great achievement."

Hearing this, everyone was delighted.

On another side, at the East Sea Dragon Palace, the Clan Chief of the Flood Dragon race was questioning a Demon King beside him.

"Any news from Jiao Min yet?"

"A night has passed; logically the battle should have concluded, yet Jiao Min has not sent any word back."

Hearing this, the Demon King shook his head and said.

"Not yet, but the Dragon King need not worry; the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ are injured, and with the Third Prince personally taking action, there will surely be no problem; I expect results soon."

"Hmm, I believe that."

"Regarding Jiao Min, the Dragon King is very confident, after all he is his own offspring; among the younger generation of the East Sea, his strength may not be the strongest, but he is certainly among the top tier."

"Moreover, with fifty thousand water tribesmen, dealing with a mere Divine Sword Peak is as easy as catching something in hand."

"Once we capture Jinhai Yingdi, our plan will be guaranteed to succeed; even if the Dao Yi Sect discovers it, they cannot stop us."

The Dragon King's face bore a cold smile, his eyes full of wise light.

At that moment, a transmission from Jiao Min finally arrived; a flash of blood light streaked across, and then Jiao Min's voice came through.

"Child Jiao Min............"

After saying that, the Dragon King and the Demon King exchanged a glance; the Demon King then said lightly.

"It seems the Divine Sword Peak is tougher than we imagined."

According to Jiao Min, after a night of fierce battle, the water tribes indeed held the advantage, but quickly taking Jinhai Yingdi remains difficult.

The tenacious resistance of the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ means Jiao Min needs reinforcements.

To this, the Dragon King gave a contemptuous smile and said.

"Hah, merely a dying struggle; my son has already heavily injured the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ, and even without sending reinforcements, victory is only a matter of time."

"However, I will not give them a chance to struggle; issue the order to send another sixty thousand Heavenly Pride water tribesmen to support my son, and take the entire Jinhai Yingdi in one fell swoop."

Jiao Min requested fifty thousand water tribesmen as reinforcements, but he directly gave sixty thousand, adding an extra ten thousand.

The meaning is simple: to use thunderous force to level Jinhai Yingdi in one go, letting the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ know what despair is.

In the Dragon King's view, the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ now inside Jinhai Yingdi are likely already suffering heavy casualties.

And what it intends to do is to completely extinguish the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Let them know that opposing the water tribes is self‑destruction; the rise of the East Sea is unstoppable.

Without giving it much thought, not realizing that the extra ten thousand water tribesmen it sent would be a surprise for the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ.

Originally only fifty thousand ingredients were needed; now there is an extra ten thousand, and the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ naturally would not refuse.

"Since the old Dragon King is being so courteous, we have no choice but to accept it with tears."

The surroundings of Jinhai Yingdi have been fully prepared; now we only wait for the ingredients to come to us.

At lunchtime, Ye Zhangqing prepared sashimi, selecting prime salmon, accompanied by simple mustard and soy sauce as dipping sauce.

For Ye Zhangqing, making sashimi is almost too simple; the only hassle is slicing.

However, Ye Zhangqing, with his perfect blade technique, finds it extremely easy.

Blades flash in his hand, plate after plate of fresh sashimi emerges.

Seeing this eating method for the first time, the disciples initially did not know; they all poked with their chopsticks, then directly dipped the fish slices into the sauce, coating them with mustard.

"Wait..............."

Just as he was about to warn them, it was already too late; everyone had already swallowed a mouthful.

"Good......... cough cough cough............"

In an instant, snot and tears streamed down; Ye Zhangqing held his forehead, speechless—this mustard cannot be eaten that much.

I thought that after this experience the disciples would have learned, but with tears streaming down their faces, their next comment left Ye Zhangqing bewildered.

"Holy cow, what an overpowering flavor."

"Wow, this flavor that shoots straight to the head is incredibly refreshing."

"Good, good, good, I like this flavor."

"So delicious it made me cry."

One eye tearing up while repeatedly praising, Ye Zhangqing stared wide‑eyed: "Really? Do you actually think it's tasty?"

"You're all crying, eyes red—how can this still be tasty?"

I thought they were just being tough, but the disciples continued to coat the fish meat with mustard before eating, and some went even further, mixing it in.

"Having lived two lives, I've never seen this way of eating—mixing sashimi like braised noodles—what a tough person."

Even with tears streaming, the praises never stopped; they cried while enjoying this overbearing delicacy.

I never expected the aquatic tribe to have such a way of eating.

Yes, without any cooking, eaten raw, the flavor is still so delicious.

No wonder people say, with top-quality ingredients, only the simplest cooking method is needed.

Comfortable.

Refreshing.

Overbearing.

Moreover, it also has the effect of strengthening the fleshly body; very good, very good.

Junior Brother Zhangqing, some more mustard.

Faced with the crowd whose taste had reached such an extreme, Ye Zhangqing also abandoned the thought of teaching, and could only say, "I respect you as a true man."

The disciples all feasted happily, but it was just suffering for those disciples who were severely injured and bedridden.

All the disciples who couldn't get out of bed were lying in the rooms at this moment, feeling deep regret.

They kept trying, but their bodies were simply unable to move; it was clearly mealtime, yet they couldn't go, which was undoubtedly the greatest punishment for them.

Even some disciples couldn't help but curse.

"Can't you muster a bit of energy? As my body, why can't you move? Get up for me."

"Three meals—do you know I've gone three meals without eating? Do you know you're not even worthy to be my flesh?"

Just as they were cursing, the senior brothers who had eaten returned, and upon opening the door they asked.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother? Who are you scolding?"

"I'm scolding myself."

Huh???

Some didn't understand, and the junior brother lying in bed likewise looked at the senior brother who had just eaten, noticing his eyes were blood-red, and asked concernedly.

"Senior Brother, are you crying?"

"No."

"Nonsense, your eyes are clearly red—what's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

"Bullshit."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I haven't cried."

All the disciples who had eaten today's lunch were basically returning with tears in their eyes; for a moment the atmosphere inside the Jinhai camp became inexplicably melancholy.