Chapter 2796: Is Ye Zhangqing Leaving?

Seeing the Ninth Elder unable to hold back his tears, Tianlin's face went completely dark.

His trouser leg was soaked by the elder's crying, the dignified Heavenly Family Ninth Elder clung to his thigh and bawled like a woman, making Tianlin himself feel flushed.

Alright, Heavenly Family Elder, what are you talking about?

Young Master…………

Shut up.

Before the Ninth Elder could speak again, Tianlin preemptively snapped with a dark face.

That shout indeed worked; though the Ninth Elder's eye sockets remained red, he barely managed to stop his sobbing.

There was no way; after entering the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm, everyone had suffered terribly, beyond words.

Now they finally found something to rely on, and the pent-up emotions in their hearts burst out all at once.

After the bitter tears, it was natural to celebrate their survival.

Faced with pairs of eager eyes, even though it was late, Ye Zhangqing still simply prepared a meal.

Having Ye Zhangqing's food again, the crowd was overjoyed, some unable to hold back tears of happiness.

Represented by the Heavenly Family Ninth Elder, who scooped a big mouthful of food, the Ninth Elder couldn't help but lift his head to look at Tianlin.

Sensing that old fellow's gaze, Tianlin shivered for no reason, then his face darkened as he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Hold it back, don't pull this act.

Hearing that, the Ninth Elder pitifully held back his tears, an expression that drew sympathy.

What Tianlin saw was the elder's brows knotted, hair standing on end—this old fool does nothing useful; you're my Heavenly Family Elder, don't you care about the family's reputation?

After finishing a bowl of rice, everyone finally recovered a bit and could converse normally.

After recounting what happened upon entering the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm, in short, everyone inside had endured considerable hardship.

For them, the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm was indeed dangerous.

Chatting on, they didn't notice that daylight had arrived.

Night faded, and seeing it was about time for breakfast, Ye Zhangqing had to go to the Fire Room to work.

They also learned how the people were faring in the Iron Peak Tribe, and nobody found it strange.

Moreover, they could still grab food, which felt like returning to Beyond the Heavens, leaving everyone somewhat unable to contain their excitement.

As for that, Tianlin helplessly shook his head, not understanding why hearing about grabbing food made them happy.

They talk as if they could eat the same, which is impossible—do they really think it's like Beyond the Heavens?

Even others, only after painstaking cultivation could they eat this hot meal, and it's still just a few; most still can't get any.

Accompanying Ye Zhangqing to the Fire Room, they didn't break any rules, but simply waited outside the courtyard.

They waited eagerly, fists clenched, for the meal time to arrive.

As time slowly passed, the Iron Peak Tribe folks and other Human Race cultivators arrived one after another.

Seeing these dozen or so people, the strongest reaction naturally came from the Human Race side.

Seeing a companion unharmed appear before them, they were surely delighted.

They inevitably exchanged concerned words, learning that they had been rescued last night by the Iron Peak Tribe.

Everyone also felt grateful to the Iron Peak Tribe; this period was indeed thanks to their care.

Although this was surely thanks to Ye Zhangqing, such kindness must still be kept in mind, and if the chance arises, they will surely repay it.

Just then, Tianlin and Miao Qianqian walked out of the Fire Room carrying food.

Seeing that, the dozen who had just arrived last night had their eyes light up, sparkling, and without even exchanging greetings, they blurted out.

Let's keep chatting later; first, eat.

Huh???

Watching those dozen clench their fists with excited faces, the other experienced Human Race cultivators all wore strange expressions.

Not knowing what those fellows were getting excited about, saying you could eat the same.

Even those who daily painstakingly cultivate the Smelting Furnace Method, whose strength has greatly increased, mostly can't get food—do you still expect to eat?

You're overthinking; look at the Iron Peak Tribe folks nearby, and the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts that haven't made a move.

Which of these could you possibly handle? Grabbing food in the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm is nothing like Beyond the Heavens—it's practically hell‑level difficulty.

Let's just keep talking, this food…………

Someone couldn't help but interject, 'Since we can't grab it anyway, why waste the effort?'

It's rare to meet again; I won't fight you for food, so don't embarrass yourself.

As for that, the dozen still didn't grasp the seriousness, each refusing outright without a second thought.

The meal's started—what are you chatting about? There'll be plenty of time after eating.

What's wrong with you? You're not even eager to eat?

Moreover, some found it strange; back then, whenever mealtime came, everyone was as pumped up as if injected with chicken blood.

Who has time to chitchat with you? They'd already made preparations.

Now how did they become so calm?

But soon, after just a few steps, those dozen were either subdued directly by the Iron Peak Tribe folks or trussed up like zongzi by the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, unable to move.

Just like with the others at the start, they had virtually no power to resist.

Even the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts were puzzled—what's with these Human Race people, weakening so much overnight?

Yet this inexplicable sense of familiarity—these Human Race folks seem to be just as they should be, matching the previous encounter.

In any case, dealing with those dozen was simple for the Iron Peak Tribe and the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts—no pressure at all, which is exactly how it should be.

In the end, not a single one of those dozen got any food; after mealtime passed, they were all dazed.

Fortunately, someone who had been there before offered comfort.

Alright, snatching food in the Iron Peak Tribe is definitely different from that in Beyond the Heavens; just get used to it.

And you?

Me? I've trained so hard, I haven't even had a meal.

Huh???

Hearing everyone's consolation, these more than ten also fell into silence—no meal to be had? No wonder they were all …… just now.

This is essentially giving up hope completely.

More and more of the Human Race gathered in the Iron Peak Tribe, and in the blink of an eye half a month passed.

That day, the Iron Peak Clan Chief led everyone back; the situation with the Charcoal Snake Tribe had basically stabilized, leaving just three elders to hold the fort.

The Iron Peak Clan Chief returned, and that evening naturally there was a victory feast; Ye Zhangqing also prepared a table of hearty dishes.

After eating and drinking to their fill, however, the Iron Peak Clan Chief and his companions did not rest; instead, they sat together with solemn faces.

Everyone fell into deep thought, and after a while a clan elder spoke up somewhat helplessly.

Chief, during this gathering Ye Zhangqing wants to leave our Iron Peak Tribe, leave the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm? If he goes, our food problem ……

This is a big problem for everyone—if Ye Zhangqing leaves, their food supply will surely become a serious issue.