Chapter 2597: Everyone Is Making Plans

Huang Lao grinned, using the Sea God that the Heavenly Spirit Tribe worshipped to set up a banquet to welcome their ancestor—what a ruthless scheme.

But Huang Lao's move was to force the Heavenly Spirit Tribe to pick a side, cut off their retreat, leaving them no choice.

After all, you've even eaten their Sea God—how could you still go worship it?

You've put the Sea God in your belly, so naturally you can't keep it in your heart anymore.

From now on, you can only wholeheartedly follow the Human Race.

It's a heart‑snatching scheme; precisely for this reason, Huang Lao couldn't be bothered to investigate what plots the Heavenly Spirit Tribe might have behind them.

Anyway, the Sea God meat is already in your stomach—what choice do you have left?

Hearing Huang Lao's words, Ye Zhangqing and the other two were stunned for a moment, then came to their senses; Xu Jie also showed a faint smile and said.

"Junior brother, when you handle the Sea God meat tomorrow, keep the fish head intact—don't ruin it."

Huh??

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing blinked—this Xú Lǎosān is still as ruthless as ever.

Killing someone and stealing their heart isn't enough—you even want to show them proof.

But Huang Lao wholeheartedly agreed, immediately nodding and smiling.

"You little brat, I love this idea of yours."

"Hehe, Huang Lao, you overpraise me."

Kekeke…………………

Kekeke…………………

The next second, the old and the young exchanged a smile, their expressions full of scheming—a crafty old fox and a sly young fox.

Huang Lao had already prepared on his side, while the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, after the matter succeeded, saw their ancestor rush to the main hall.

They reported the result to the others; upon learning that Huang Lao had agreed, the other Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders also breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Lao had no doubts, only delighted agreement, and to celebrate he specially prepared a banquet, inviting them to attend tomorrow.

Just thinking about being able to enjoy such a worldly delicacy again, and that the plan had succeeded, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders felt elated.

"Good, good, good—if this succeeds, you'll take the chief credit."

"You are a meritorious servant of our Heavenly Spirit Tribe; the Sea God will surely not let you down."

"You flatter me; this is all for the sake of our god and our people's grand plan."

Facing the praise of the other elders, this ancestor provocatively glanced at Ling Yunyi's grandfather.

As for that, Ling Yunyi's grandfather simply ignored him, because at this moment he only felt something was terribly off.

No, this whole scheme, while not exactly riddled with holes, is certainly not brilliant.

At least many aspects reveal something odd; paying a little attention makes it easy to notice something's wrong.

But how could the Human Race not notice the problem?

They've been this obedient since the previous centennial grand sacrifice—impossible.

The Human Race is famous for its many tricks and scheming minds—how could they be this foolish this time?

Ling Yunyi's grandfather couldn't figure it out, simply couldn't.

What's more, in broad daylight Huang Lao even said something that almost amounted to a confession.

He had clearly guessed something, so why did he act like he'd lost his mind at night and agree so easily?

And then he went and set up a banquet to celebrate—celebrating what, exactly?

Could it be that the Human Race's wisdom is sharp by day but, like the sun setting behind the mountains, goes out instantly at night?

The other elders were immersed in the joy of the plan going smoothly and being able to feast on such a worldly delicacy.

Only Ling Yunyi's grandfather felt suspicious, thinking the Human Race was very off.

Too bad, at this point no one cared about his opinion; after he firmly chose the Human Race and diverged from the other elders, he gradually found himself isolated on this matter.

After all, their positions differed.

At this very moment, the other elders were still fantasizing about being able to stuff themselves tomorrow and eat even more.

That big bowl this morning was far from satisfying; they barely tasted it before finishing it.

And since tomorrow is a banquet, there's no way they'd each get just one big bowl—everything will have to be served.

Moreover, this is a banquet to welcome the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's submission; it certainly can't be shabby, or else it would chill people's hearts.

So tomorrow they're definitely in for a treat.

Several Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders were already looking forward to tomorrow, feeling impatient.

First things first—fill their bellies; whether the plan succeeds or not, they don't even know if they'll ever get to taste such a delicacy again.

What should have been a quick day felt agonizingly long for those Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders.

How is it still not evening yet?

Meanwhile, at Ye Zhangqing's residence, after lunch and a rest of one Shíchén, he began preparing for tonight's banquet.

Huang Lao, Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping and the others were all helping on the side.

Obviously they all valued today's banquet highly, with Xu Jie putting in extra effort beside them.

"Junior brother, let the fish head go to waste a bit—just chop it off whole and lay it out like that, so those Heavenly Spirit Tribe old-timers can get a good look."

"Junior brother, there's no need to make so much—after all, it's just for them to taste; eating more isn't waste, giving each of them two or three slices is enough."

Huh??

Seeing Xu Jie's petty expression, even Ye Zhangqing couldn't help but stare for a moment.

Murder and heart‑stealing, and you're still stingy about feeding them—just two or three slices per person?

Although eating more or less makes no real difference, it's about the same either way.

After all, even if they ate only a slice of fish meat, that's still the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's Sea God—doesn't a single slice count as having eaten it?

Not to mention, earlier you each ate a big bowl.

But if this gets out, it won't look good.

They've all submitted to you, yet you, the Human Race, set out a feast and give only two or three slices of fish? That's losing face.

But Huang Lao beside him, hearing this, also had his eyes light up and voiced agreement.

"Xu Xiaozi, you're so thoughtful—not bad, not bad—giving each person two or three slices is enough, just a token; what's the use of eating so much?"

"The leftovers can be saved for a midnight snack; later tonight we'll eat them ourselves."

Huh???

Huang Lao's expression of approval was completely genuine, not feigned; it was sincere praise.

Xu Jie thinks fast, his mind is meticulous; he's a promising talent.

Both said that, Ye Zhangqing didn't insist, so two or three slices it is.

The several Heavenly Spirit Tribe ancestors who had been full of anticipation didn't know that tonight they would not only have their motives attacked, but also that hardly any ingredients had been prepared for them.

With this amount, let alone enjoying a feast, even feeding mice would be considered shabby.

Wanting to enjoy a feast, the wish to eat one's fill is impossible; might as well just taste it.

Moreover, it has to be eaten slowly, chewing carefully; if eaten quickly, you probably won't even taste it.

Time unknowingly arrived at evening; early on, those several Heavenly Spirit Tribe Elder couldn't wait and came rushing over.