Chapter 127

I had wanted to pull a Měirén Jì, but who knew the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ wouldn't fall for it at all.

Some directly refused, some could still chat, but once the topic turned to food, they instantly turned hostile.

One second they're all lovey-dovey, the next they tell you they cultivate the Ruthless Dry Meal Dao.

The Jade Maiden Peak disciples were furious, grinding their teeth—was it really necessary to be this blunt?

They wouldn't budge, and there was nothing we could do—just then, shouts came from outside the courtyard.

「Time to eat. 」

Immediately after came the patter of footsteps; seeing this, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, then rushed out.

I didn't want to miss any chance, but as expected, the result was still a total wipeout.

「Shī xiōng, we were childhood sweethearts............ 」

「Sword Manual, Page Two: Slash the Old Lover. 」

「Shī dì, I once saved you, you know. 」

「Sword Manual, Page Three: Don't Be a Lover. 」

「Shī.......... 」

「Sword Manual, Page Ten: Wave the Sword to Slay the Demon God. 」

Still showing no mercy, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples were quickly defeated, forced to watch the Divine Sword Peak disciples wolf down their food—especially annoying since tonight's dish was new.

「New dish, great, great, great—finally got to eat flood dragon meat. 」

「Ye Zhangqing's culinary skills are still perfect as ever. 」

「This clear soup dragon entrails can also temper the flesh; I already feel my body heating up. 」

「Indeed, it works on all Inner Door Disciple—Ye Zhangqing is heaven-defying. 」

Although previous foods also had some effect on Xiūliàn, they absolutely can't compare to this bowl of clear soup dragon entrails; you should know that Inner Door Disciple are generally at the Purple Mansion Realm, with the stronger ones reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even they felt it was useful—this effect might even rival a fourth-grade elixir.

The taste is exquisite, the effect extraordinary—this is practically divine soup.

「It's also the ingredient's efficacy; the flood dragon clan's bloodline is richer than other aquatic tribes, so the effect is naturally much higher. 」

Hearing the praise of many senior brothers, Ye Zhangqing also scooped a bowl to taste, smiling as he explained.

Upon hearing this, the disciples nodded repeatedly.

「That's how it is, but Ye Zhangqing's culinary skills are also indispensable. 」

「Looks like we'll need to think of more ways to get flood dragons in the future. 」

「Exactly, exactly, compared to other aquatic tribes, flood dragons are like heaven and earth apart. 」

「Why not just have the Old Dragon King send a flood dragon army next time? 」

「A pure flood dragon army? That's got potential, let's think it over. 」

While eating, everyone discussed how to obtain flood dragon meat.

They seemed intent on wiping out the flood dragon clan in one fell swoop, but although the Eastern Sea aquatic tribes are numerous, the flood dragon clan is entirely different.

The dragon clan reproduces slowly to begin with, and the flood dragon clan numbers no more than a hundred thousand at most.

You guys actually still want the Old Dragon King to send a flood dragon army—isn't that a bit too thick-skinned?

Watching everyone eat with oil dripping from their mouths, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples outside the kitchen kept swallowing their saliva, their frustration reaching its peak.

「Shī jiě, what are we doing at Jinhai Yingdi? 」

「Yeah, it's been several days, and we haven't even had a bite. 」

Former fantasies, the beauty of dreams, had long been shattered by reality; hearing this, the head senior sister spoke in a low voice.

「Not being able to eat only shows our strength is too weak; after returning, we will certainly strive in Xiūliàn, and when the Divine Sword Peak returns to the sect, we will definitely get to eat. 」

It's become clear that flashy tactics are utterly useless against the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ disciples; in the end, it's still about strength.

This senior sister also doesn't intend to stay any longer at Jinhai Yingdi; days of only being able to watch but not eat are pure torment.

It would be better to return to the Sect to cultivate Xiūliàn, then later openly defeat the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ disciples and eat this meal.

Upon hearing this, the other Jade Maiden Peak disciples also nodded in agreement—yeah, if we can't eat, why stay? Just to feast our eyes?

Just as the disciples had firmly decided to leave, the formation stele at the camp's center suddenly flashed red light; seeing this, the disciples who were eating all had their eyes light up.

「They're here, they're here. 」

What the flashing of the formation stele signifies, the disciples naturally understood perfectly.

Good, the Old Dragon King is truly open-hearted, his efficiency still this fast—not bad, not bad, a fine dragon.

Each one frantically shoveling rice, after finishing they prepared to handle the ingredients, but at this moment, a Jade Maiden Peak disciple stepped forward and said.

「Shī xiōng, let us go. 」

The Jade Maiden Peak disciple volunteered, not for any other reason; mainly because they didn't want to leave, yet they had pent-up anger and needed a place to vent.

But the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ disciples didn't understand; seeing this, they each gripped their wrists tightly, eyes full of vigilance.

「Shī xiōng, we had agreed earlier that meals depend on strength; even if you wipe out those aquatic tribes, we won't share this food with you. 」

「Yeah, senior sister, why don't you just go back to your rooms to rest; we'll handle these aquatic tribes ourselves. 」

「You.............. 」

Is there no trust at all between people? Upon hearing these words, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples grew ever more furious, too lazy to explain, and each turned and walked toward the outside of the camp.

This time the Old Dragon King didn't prepare any surprises, merely sending fifty thousand aquatic tribes forward.

Just as before, they fell unprepared into the trap set by the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ disciples, and in a moment casualties were heavy.

After the Talisman Seal and Formation ended, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples all leapt down from the walls and began a merciless slaughter.

To call it merciless is no exaggeration; the killing intent in their eyes was intensely concentrated, their swords constantly swinging, and their mouths continually cursing.

「Men aren't good for anything. 」

What bullshit—'no women in mind, draw sword and become a god'—damn it.

A bunch of stinky men, all I want is to eat a meal—why can't I?

Since entering Jinhai Yingdi, the resentment and anger that had been building up until now erupted completely at this moment.

The Jade Maiden Peak disciples were practically incarnations of killing gods; their ruthless strikes left even the numerous aquatic tribes trembling.

These are Dao Yi Sect disciples? Not demonic cultivators?

The killing intent was so intense it was even more terrifying than these demonic beasts.

The hatred in their eyes was such they wished to hack them into thousands of pieces—just how deep is this grudge?

Moreover, in the battle, the angry curses from the Jade Maiden Peak disciples' mouths also left the aquatic tribes utterly bewildered.

Not a single man in the world is any good.

No, I'm actually a demonic beast—what are you saying this for?

Demonic beasts are the same—any male is no good; die, old lady.

I don't have a 'handle' either—I'm female.

You think I don't know? Your oyster clan are hermaphrodites—this year you're female, next year male—so die.

The aquatic tribes were completely broken—you hate men so much you take it out on them; we are demonic beasts, demonic beasts understand—there's no such thing as a world without men.