Chapter 2668: They seem to be a pair

Everyone gathered around the small pot of Fire Spirit Chicken meat that Ye Zhangqing had brought back, and finally got to taste its flavor.

The fragrant chicken meat, once eaten, did indeed bring a slight relaxation to their originally somewhat heavy hearts.

Everyone also rare had a leisurely chat filled with talking and laughing.

In fact, after being mysteriously sucked into the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm, everyone felt fear in their hearts, which was unusually heavy.

After all, no one knows what will happen in the next second.

The most important thing is that the Barbarian God Tribe's strength far exceeds theirs; even the two Heavenly Palace officials, the Human Race's Present Era's Strongest, are no match.

They still are not a match for that Barbarian God Tribe woman.

This means that, within the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm, all of them are constantly at risk of falling.

This feeling is clearly unpleasant, making people very anxious.

Actually, if it weren't for Ye Zhangqing, they probably wouldn't even have this bit of stability now.

Moreover, besides that, everyone also worries about their other companions, clansmen, relatives, and fellow disciples—how are they doing now?

Whether they are still alive or have already fallen victim to the Barbarian God Tribe's vicious hands, perishing in this realm.

These worries, though unspoken, are indeed truly present in their hearts.

It's not very comfortable, but under these conditions, everyone can already be considered satisfied.

After eating, those who should cultivate cultivate, those who should study foreign languages study foreign languages, and everyone continues busily.

As for Ye Zhangqing, his subsequent life was equally peaceful.

Every day, he just makes three meals for the Flame Martial Tribe, and the rules still follow Ye Zhangqing's way.

Setting the mealtime, eating at the set time—simple and direct—and the Elder Clan Chief also readily agreed.

It is worth mentioning that, as everyone became increasingly familiar with the Flame Martial Tribe, the tribe's attitude toward everyone also grew more trusting.

Nowadays, besides Ye Zhangqing, others can also move freely within the tribe.

Furthermore, at mealtime, Ye Zhangqing, using the ingredients on his person as a bargaining chip, can also let everyone else have a meal.

Just as the Elder Clan Chief said, the Flame Martial Tribe truly regards Ye Zhangqing and the others as friends.

The days are getting better and better.

That day, after Ye Zhangqing finished making lunch and everyone had eaten, they were about to return to their lodgings, but as soon as they stepped out of the Fire Room and entered Yuàn zhōng, Qi Wu stopped them.

The other Flame Martial Tribe members also went their separate ways, leaving only Ye Zhangqing and Qi Wu in the courtyard.

Looking at Qi Wu's hesitant, conflicted face, stammering and not knowing what to say, Ye Zhangqing asked strangely.

"Young Clan Chief, is something the matter?"

Just like the other Flame Martial Tribe members, Ye Zhangqing also addressed him as Young Clan Chief, but Qi Wu shook his head in response.

"Ye Zhangqing, just call me by my name; didn't we say before that we two should address each other as brothers?"

"This…………………… is not okay."

"What's wrong with this? Moreover, this time I have a matter and I'm asking Brother for help."

"Me? What can I help with?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing found it strange; although Qi Wu looks like a clueless blockhead, his strength is genuinely not inferior to that of the two Heavenly Palace Palace Masters, Zhao Tianqing and Tianhe.

It truly rivals the strongest of the Human Race.

With such strength, if Qi Wu can't handle something, what use is it to find someone like me with Ancient Immortal Realm cultivation?

You should go ask your father instead—your father is so formidable.

Until Qi Wu brought Ye Zhangqing to the backyard of his tent where he lives.

Since the last time he made a bet with the Elder Clan Chief and his son, the three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings seized from the Scale Stone Tribe have been temporarily entrusted to Qi Wu for training.

He then brought those three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings back to his residence.

During this time, Qi Wu has indeed not been idle; regarding this bet, everyone can see that he takes it very seriously.

It's not for anything else; just to vent his frustration and show that old man at home that he's not useless.

But it's already been almost half a month, and the agreed time is approaching; despite Qi Wu trying every possible method, using every means he could think of, there has been no progress at all.

These three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings truly neither yield to force nor to softness.

They are almost beaten to death, yet they still don't lower their heads, let alone submit meekly.

Qi Wu fears that in a fit of anger he might actually beat them to death.

Originally he thought, if force doesn't work, he'll try a softer approach.

But the result is still the same; they're almost treating these three beasts like ancestors, offering them sacrifices and even setting up spirit tablets for them.

They beg the grandparents, almost wanting to kowtow to them, but the result is the same.

These three beasts simply never even gave Qi Wu a proper glance.

This made Qi Wu so angry he couldn't help but want to boil water in a pot and stew them.

If it weren't for his wife stopping him, those three beasts would already be in the pot—how could we still be waiting until now?

This time passes day by day, yet there has been no progress at all.

Anxious like ants on a hot pan, with no solution, finally his wife inadvertently said, "Ye Zhangqing looks smart and full of ideas; why not go ask him?"

That remark woke him up like a dream; well, today Qi Wu has been waiting outside the Fire Room just to wait for Ye Zhangqing.

After finally managing to wait for him, without further ado, he dragged Ye Zhangqing to his home.

Upon hearing Qi Wu's request and looking at the three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings in the courtyard, Ye Zhangqing did not simply nod in agreement.

Training chickens—Qi Wu can't do it, and neither can I.

Even compared to Qi Wu, Ye Zhangqing feels he might be even more of an amateur, after all, he's never had any experience with this before.

This is a specialty of your Barbarian God Tribe; what could I, a Human Race person, possibly understand?

"Big Brother Qi Wu, I'm afraid I can't be of any help to you."

Brother, you really can't refuse—you have lots of ideas; help me think. I truly have no other way—maybe using your Human Race's methods could work. So help me out, big brother.

Qi Wu pleaded almost desperately; this time he must win against his own father—he absolutely cannot lose.

Big brother, if I kowtow to you, just help me think of a solution—whether it works or not is fine.

Big brother, don't do that; let me think.

Seeing that Qi Wu truly wanted to kowtow, Ye Zhangqing quickly held him up, saying, "Don't involve me—I'm still living under the eaves; what's the point of you kowtowing to me?"

Unable to refuse, he steeled himself and stepped forward, carefully examining the three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings.

To be honest, Ye Zhangqing didn't understand; if you're talking about boiling water, plucking feathers, cutting into pieces and putting them in the pot, that's something he's familiar with—he could finish it in a few moments.

But if you want me to tame them, that would be quite difficult.

Why not try beast taming methods?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhangqing employed a few rudimentary beast taming techniques, but to no avail—throwing them out had absolutely no effect.

He himself only knew a few rudimentary Yu Shou Fa; he wasn't a specialist.

Failing seemed normal; it appeared useless, but Ye Zhangqing, during this period, still keenly noticed a detail.

Looking at the two Fire Spirit Chicken Kings, Ye Zhangqing's brows furrowed slightly.

"These two look like a pair, don't they?"