Chapter 1144

Ye Zhangqing only felt fatigued these two days; he plopped down beside Sun Ming, too lazy to speak.

In the following time, the Ancestral Ground became very peaceful, and no conflicts broke out among the tribes.

Such things as fighting over the Luck Power never happened again.

Come on, what Luck Power is left? It's all with the Human Race now—who would dare go snatch it from them?

Not to mention, even the Stone Tribe and the Ancient Tribe are behaving honestly, right?

The Human Race had them stay quietly in their own Ancestral Grounds, and these tribes truly never stepped out—they didn't even leave their doors.

Days passed peacefully, and soon it was time for the Ancestral Ground to close.

That day, all the powerful beings of the various tribes in the Ancestral Ground were enveloped in a white light.

Everyone knew this was a sign that the Ancestral Ground was closing; soon they would be forcibly sent away from it.

Inside the Human Race's Ancestral Ground, Ye Zhangqing looked at the white light all around, and a hint of delight couldn't help but well up in his eyes.

Finally waited for you—damn, if this Ancestral Ground doesn't close, I'm afraid I'll break down here.

But beside him, a gentle voice came over.

"Wait for me, my husband; when the time comes, I'll go to Dao Yi Shengdi to find you."

"You..............."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing's expression changed—'Chi Rao is coming to find me again? Damn, don't come mess with me; my frail body can't take it.'

But before Ye Zhangqing could speak, white light burst all around him; soon, one Human Race powerhouse after another vanished in their spots under the light's enveloping, Ye Zhangqing no exception.

After a spell of dizziness, when Ye Zhangqing opened his eyes again, he found himself already back in Dao Yi Shengdi.

Many disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi had already gathered around, bringing everyone back safely, and the many disciples immediately burst into cheers.

This time, the Human Race's performance in the Ancestral Ground was clearly visible to all through the light mirror.

One could say the Human Race won a complete victory in this Ancestral Ground—how could they not be happy?

"The Holy Land is mighty!"

"Shèngzhǔ is mighty!"

"Old Ancestor is mighty!"

At first there were all kinds of shouts, but as they kept shouting, Ye Zhangqing began to feel something was off.

"Elder Zhangqing has finally returned."

"I've missed you to death, Elder Zhangqing."

"Elder Zhangqing, when is the meal?"

"I've lost a pound from hunger."

"Huh???"

"Damn, shouldn't they be shouting the names of Qi Xiong and Yun Xiantai? Why are they shouting mine?"

Taking a closer look, the gazes of many disciples were fixed on him—it was absurd.

The disciples were genuinely hungry; having watched the light mirror, they saw Yun Xiantai and Qi Xiong eating with oil dripping from their mouths, making the disciples drool.

Although in the Holy Land, one can also buy rations using Sect Points.

But first, the rations are truly not cheap, especially those Ye Zhangqing made himself; second, rations simply aren't as tasty as freshly cooked food.

The disciples had been looking left and right; after great effort they finally got Ye Zhangqing to come. Now seeing him, many had red rims in their eyes—'It's not easy waiting for you, Elder Zhangqing.'

Finally, amid the crowd's cheers, Qi Xiong and his group entered the main hall.

Nothing much happened; after a few brief words, everyone dispersed one after another.

Ye Zhangqing naturally returned to the canteen with Bai Hua Xianzi and Jue Ying.

But just as he arrived outside the canteen door, Ye Zhangqing was frightened silly by the sight before him.

"What a fellow............"

Only to see the canteen's main entrance packed with three layers inside and three outside, disciples from all peaks present.

"What are they doing? Surrounding the canteen?"

Seeing Ye Zhangqing appear, the disciples swarmed over, offering greetings, flattery, then probing whether the canteen would open today.

Watching everyone act so cautiously, Ye Zhangqing's mouth twitched.

You don't need to be so polite—drool's already dripping from the corners of your mouths; why pretend to be a calf now? Just say it straight.

"Nothing at noon, but there's a meal in the evening—come back then."

He checked the time; Ye Zhangqing had no energy at noon, so evening it would be.

Hearing that, the disciples nodded repeatedly; upon learning the canteen would open today, they finally relaxed—just being able to eat was enough.

They made way, and Ye Zhangqing then entered the canteen.

Inside the canteen, Ye Zhangqing saw Shan Hu, the leader of the Spirit Cook Alliance, and others.

Seeing everyone there, he smiled and greeted them.

How's it been? Nothing happened lately, right?

Nothing, big brother—since you left, we've been idle all day.

Shan Hu stepped forward first, grabbed Ye Zhangqing, and couldn't help complaining.

While Ye Zhangqing was away, few came to the canteen each day, but many came to buy dry rations—specifically requesting his cooking.

The head of the Spirit Cooks Alliance beside them felt a bit embarrassed and said.

"Food Ancestor, it's us being useless—we haven't learned your essence."

Even though they tried hard, the food they made still differed essentially from Ye Zhangqing's—utterly incomparable.

As for the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, they're used to fine bran—now you ask them to eat these things again, and naturally they can't stomach it.

On the other hand, the Spirit Cooks Alliance is developing well.

After all, no matter how you say it, the progress of many spirit chefs is still considerable; some cultivators who never got to taste Ye Zhangqing's cooking are full of praise for the current skills of the Spirit Chef Alliance.

Besides, the Human Race has risen, everyone's life is better, so naturally they want to enjoy themselves.

The status of spirit chefs has risen considerably, and the alliance's influence is now catching up with the other major alliances.

He gently patted Shan Hu's head.

"All you know is to play; have you neglected your cultivation?"

"Impossible, I've been diligently cultivating every day."

When cultivation came up, the three alliance leaders of the Spirit Chef Alliance also gave Shan Hu a strange look.

This kid's cultivation is truly fast, especially his physique, which is like a monster's, growing every day.

When it comes to cultivating body-tempering techniques, he picks them up effortlessly, learning them instantly.

The only thing is, this kid is too mischievous, and every few days he looks for someone to spar with.

At Dao Yi Shengdi, many senior brothers and sisters have been beaten by this kid.

Moreover, this guy doesn't distinguish between male and female—he beats both men and women, treating everyone equally.

He has made many disciples grit their teeth in anger, though unfortunately they can't beat him.

Even if they managed to beat him, this kid acts as if nothing happened, showing no anger at all, and instead clings to you.

As soon as he makes any progress, he seeks you out to spar, not stopping until he defeats you.

So everyone in Dao Yi Shengdi knows not to provoke Shan Hu—this kid is like a stubborn plaster.

If you beat him, you become his target; he won't let you go without giving you a beating. And if you beat him, it feels useless—no matter how badly you beat him, he's back to full vigor the next day.

Moreover, he isn't afraid; the more you beat him, the happier he seems.