Chapter 1175: Want to eat some Demon Race Food Material?

Divine sense spread wildly; in Bei Zun's view, this bunch had deserted their post.

He damn it, just yesterday he had repeatedly ordered to guard the Demon Cave, forbidding anyone to approach without his command, yet this morning there's no one in sight?

Damn it.

Gritting his teeth silently, Bei Zun had already sentenced the person in charge of this Demon Cave to death in his heart.

Still inexperienced, or rather, although Bei Zun thought he was already cautious enough, deep down he had never regarded the Human Race as a true opponent.

In his heart, the Demon Race was always far stronger than the Human Race, his bones imbued with deep contempt.

He had the guards rearranged again.

What Bei Zun didn't know was that over the next few days, the guards around the Demon Cave disappeared one after another.

And in Haotu World, He Yun and the others responsible for overseeing the five major Demon Caves had been overjoyed these past days, their mouths almost splitting from ear to ear.

Holy shit, there's more tonight?

Damn, they even come in broad daylight.

Quick, quick, quick, swing the hook!

Everyone was simply overjoyed; how did the Demon Race suddenly become as if enlightened?

Before, it was damn rare to see even a single Demon Race Food Material for a whole month.

But these past few days, each day there were at least several Demon Race Food Materials.

As for He Yun's side, in just three days he had already captured over twenty Demon Race Food Materials.

For convenience, the Human Race naturally built a dedicated place to imprison the food materials not far from the five Demon Caves, also protected by formations.

Lock them up.

After harvesting another batch of Demon Race Food Materials, He Yun waved his hand with a grin, feeling extremely pleased inside.

These Demon Race have finally become enlightened.

Moreover, they are quite easy to catch, it's practically like delivering them straight to one's mouth.

And He Yun naturally wouldn't disappoint these food materials; catch one, grab one; come two, I'll grab a pair.

Haha, when I go back, won't I get to order dishes at the table? I've brought so many Demon Race Food Materials.

For a moment, He Yun laughed loudly.

He seemed to already see it: when he brings back so many Demon Race Food Materials, the canteen's small stove, won't he get to enjoy a meal?

By then, bring a jar of fine wine, plus a few courtesans to liven things up, it'll be wonderful.

Seeing He Yun's face full of fantasy, the surrounding Human Race powerhouses also began to flatter.

Elder He, you mustn't forget us when the time comes.

Yeah, you don't know how hard it is for us to get a bite of the holy land's food on ordinary days.

Most of these people are not from Dao Yi Shengdi, but come from various major sects of the Human Race.

Faced with everyone's flattery and fawning, He Yun generously waved his hand and said.

Easy to say; having achieved this great merit, I dare not promise anything else, but a big pot of rice will definitely be indispensable for you.

Thank you, Elder He.

They dare not hope for a small stove; as long as they can order a dish and get a hot bite, that's enough.

You know, wanting to get a bite of Dao Yi Shengdi's food now is as hard as thousands of troops crossing a single-log bridge; one can imagine how difficult it is.

He Yun's side is extremely pleased; it's as if he already sees the small stove, the menu beckoning him.

But inside Dao Yi Shengdi, after dinner, Qi Xiong was cursing at Ye Zhangqing.

What is he doing? Is he rebelling? What the hell is that dog He Yun up to?

Qi Xiong burst out cursing because he had just contacted He Yun, wanting to ask about the Demon Cave's situation; he was really craving that bite of Demon Race.

But that guy actually didn't answer the Formation Disk, and this isn't the first time.

If it were the first time, Qi Xiong wouldn't be so angry, but damn it, he started contacting He Yun yesterday, and that guy didn't answer, and afterwards didn't even take the initiative to contact him.

Damn, do I still have any status as Senior Brother in his eyes?

Recently, Qi Xiong's temper has been huge; Ye Zhangqing beside him also helplessly shrugged his lips.

Look at Qi Xiong now; where is there any bearing of a Holy Land Lord?

His whole body is filled with resentment, as if everyone in the world owes him money.

There's nothing to be done; lately everything has been going wrong.

The United Hall is the United Hall, plus various race powerhouses and sect powerhouses that come at any time.

The matters reported are all over the place, but whenever they speak, it's major business.

Damn, even taking a pill requires them to come and tell me; what's the point of you telling me this? Do you even want to get reimbursed from me?

And yet He Yun at this time damn ignores me; serving as Holy Lord really sucks.

At this time, Qi Xiong is such that even a dog would want to kick him.

Today Ye Zhangqing saw that a spirit beast from Yuzhu Feng at the canteen entrance didn't block Qi Xiong's path, even voluntarily stepping aside, yet he still got kicked by Qi Xiong and received a tirade of angry scolding.

Damn thing, even you want to block me? I am the Holy Land Lord; is there still law? Are there still rules?

Moreover, upon seeing the Holy Lord, shouldn't one pay respects?

Speak up; what, you're not convinced in your heart?

Huh???

Faced with Qi Xiong's shouting, that spirit beast had a clueless expression.

Damn, I'm a spirit beast; how do I pay respects? And what should I say? I'd also have to damn well know how to speak.

The spirit beast that was scolded ended up drenched in dog's blood; Qi Xiong then left, swearing, mainly because it was mealtime; otherwise Ye Zhangqing felt he could have kept scolding a while longer.

Really unable to contain his anger, Qi Xiong again contacted He Yun via the Formation Disk.

After waiting a long time, this time the Formation finally connected in a slow, leisurely manner.

In the picture, He Yun leaned alone on a bamboo chair, swaying leisurely, and said with a grin.

Got something? If not, I'm hanging up—I'm busy.

Huh???

As soon as those words were spoken, Qi Xiong's forehead visibly bulged with two veins, and he immediately let out an angry roar.

Ah, you've rebelled, you've rebelled, He Yun, you dare talk to me like this? I am Shèngzhǔ, I am the Senior Brother, you dare............

I've contacted He Yun so many times, and it's fine if he ignored me, but now I finally got through, and this guy is acting as aloof as 2,580,000, completely not putting me in his eyes.

Qi Xiong gritted his teeth, glaring ferociously at He Yun within the Formation Light Curtain.

You bastards, you're all a bunch of bastards, do you still have any regard for me as the Senior Brother? Do you still have any regard for me as Shèngzhǔ?

What are you getting so fired up about? Did you eat gunpowder?

Faced with Qi Xiong's scolding, He Yun didn't wait for him to finish, directly cutting him off in a slow, leisurely way.

Upon hearing that, Qi Xiong became even more furious, pointing at He Yun within the Formation Light Curtain, so angry he couldn't speak for a moment.

You........ you........ you dare............

What's with all the 'you you you'? Want to eat some Demon Race Food Material? I've recently caught over twenty of them.

He Yun said nonchalantly, still cutting him off directly, but upon hearing that, the previously furious Qi Xiong was left stunned.

What did this bastard just say?