Chapter 3162

Just as Zhao Rou and the other Jade Hall disciples were still at a loss, they saw that someone on the stage had already begun to leave.

The Grand Elders of the various sects, after finishing their drinks with Wu Shou, swayed and feigned drunkenness as they spoke.

Brother Wu, I can't hold my liquor; since the selection is over, I'll go rest first. By the way, is the banquet tonight?

No, you wait……

Brother Wu, no need to see me off, no need, we're all old acquaintances.

Without waiting for Wu Shou to speak, these people just chatted among themselves and left the Daoist Immortal Platform, returning to their Dong Fu to rest.

Seeing this, the Jade Hall disciples who had been hesitating simply gave up.

Although according to the plan they still had many things left undone, now that everyone's gone, what's the point of doing anything?

But if we're talking about the most speechless, it's still Wu Shou himself.

This is completely different from what he imagined; there are still so many procedures left, and you're not going to do any of them?

From start to now, it's only been a quarter of an hour, and it's already over?

This is the Best Grand Elder selection; even picking a courtesan in a Gōulán wouldn't be this casual.

They wanted to stop it, but everyone was only thinking about the banquet, with no attention to spare for anything else, each saying congratulations while slipping away.

Soon, the originally lively scene became deserted.

Seeing this, Qi Xiong grinned and said.

Hehe, junior brother, you've really scored a big success.

Don't give me that; you've lost face for the sect.

What are you saying, junior brother? This is the Best Grand Elder selection; what does it have to do with the sect? I'm heading back too; see you tonight.

You……

Qi Xiong and the others also left one after another; seeing Ye Zhangqing about to leave, Wu Shou looked aggrieved and said.

Zhangqing, I……

Grand Elder, don't think too much; I'll go back to prepare the banquet.

Having said that, he patted Wu Shou to comfort him, and then left in the company of Bai Hua Xianzi and the other girls.

In the blink of an eye it was evening, and unlike the daytime Grand Elder selection, the canteen was truly bustling.

The people from the various sects all stared eagerly, eyes wide, waiting for the banquet to begin.

At the head table, which should have been celebrating Wu Shou's title of Best Grand Elder, everyone was now looking toward the kitchen.

Wu Shou sat beside Qi Xiong with a dark face, while Qi Xiong couldn't resist making a joke.

Junior brother, what's wrong? Isn't today your big happy day? Why aren't you smiling?

I'm just not fond of smiling.

Hearing that, Wu Shou gritted his teeth and replied, feeling furious inside; this old coot always brings up the sore spot.

Haha, they're all here.

Just as the banquet was about to begin, Yue Linxian arrived with the five elders of the Barbarian God Tribe, plus Iron Peak Clan Chief and a group of Barbarian God Tribe strongmen, hurrying over.

Yo, having a feast? Haha, better late than never.

The Barbarian God Tribe hadn't eaten Ye Zhangqing's cooking for a while, surviving on dry rations.

After all, they have plenty of affairs in their own tribe; they can't stay long in the Human Race Immortal Realm.

But whenever they're free, they'll sneak over to the Human Race side.

Indeed, nothing urgent has come up lately, so the Barbarian God Tribe folks have come.

And when entering the Immortal Realm, Yue Linxian happened to be there as well, so they traveled together.

Seeing the Barbarian God Tribe also arrive, Ye Zhangqing smiled and told Qi Xiong to add two more tables; there was enough food, so it wasn't a problem.

As soon as they arrived, they could join the feast, and the Barbarian God Tribe members were naturally thrilled.

After all, compared to the big pot meal, the banquet is definitely more refreshing.

In the canteen, everyone enjoyed fine wine and dishes, eating with great delight, the atmosphere extremely lively.

Even Wu Shou's mood improved considerably thanks to the good food, and he no longer dwelled on the daytime events.

Anyway, the banquet was eaten; as for the procedure, it could be casual, and it didn't really matter.

Moreover, the empty title of Best Grand Elder—whether the outside world acknowledges it or not—doesn't matter, since Wu Shou himself doesn't intend to accept it.

While everyone in the canteen was eating comfortably, outside the Shanmen, in a top‑grade animal pen…

There, the innate demon race tiger ancestor, who had been living here for several months, having just finished his labor, hurriedly began trying to use Mìfǎ to contact other innate demon race elders.

Beside him, three carefully selected tiger‑race demon beasts were leaning against him.

These three female tigers were all personally selected by Qin Shou for the tiger ancestor.

Although their cultivation level cannot match the tiger ancestor's, their bloodline is the purest, and only thus can they withstand the tiger ancestor's ravages.

Otherwise, once the aphrodisiac powder from Mu You's Dan Hall is administered, an ordinary tiger‑race demon beast would simply be unable to endure the tiger ancestor's ravages.

Yet even after all this time, the tiger ancestor has still not fully submitted.

When the powder takes effect, it loses control of itself, but once it has vented, the tiger ancestor never becomes enamored of that gentle trap.

Instead, it grits its teeth and continually tries to use Mìfǎ to contact the other elders.

It wants to escape and will never let these despicable humans manipulate it.

After repeated attempts, there is still no response, yet the tiger ancestor refuses to give up and won't stop trying.

During this period, it from time to time looks with contempt at the neighboring animal pen.

That is the deer ancestor's pen; this waste has completely sunk under human methods.

Each day it does nothing but eat and toil, and when faced with the humans' aphrodisiac powders, it doesn't even know to resist.

Although it's not of much use, at least it can shorten the duration of the drug's effect.

But this good-for-nothing is just indulging in pleasure—here there are only three female tigers, yet its beast pen has been stuffed with thirty Deer Race demon beasts by those humans!

You damn, isn't this just enjoying it? What else is it?

Every time the Tiger Ancestor sees the Deer Race surrounded by a crowd of Deer Race demon beasts, comfortably resting, they can't help but grit their teeth in secret.

As a fellow Primordial Demon Race Ancestor, at this moment the Tiger Ancestor is ashamed to associate with such demons, utterly losing face for the Demon Race.

Thinking of how the Demon Race has been iron-willed since birth, how could it indulge in this gentle land? This is all the doing of those despicable humans.

As the Tiger Ancestor strains with all its effort, it is clear that it is consuming greatly, constantly panting heavily, and its breathing unconsciously becomes rapid.

At this moment, a female tiger beside it steps forward with concern.

"Ancestor, take a rest for a while; I feel heartbroken watching you."

"Get lost."

However, the Tiger Ancestor scolded without hesitation, "All of you are good-for-nothings, trying to wear down my will with this—hah, it's nothing but a joke."

It is the Tiger Ancestor, a Primordial Demon Race Ancestor—how could it become addicted to this gentle land?

Just as the Tiger Ancestor raged angrily, the secret technique that had shown no reaction finally gave a slight response, and a somewhat garbled voice echoed deep in the Tiger Ancestor's soul.

"Tiger Ancestor, is it you? Is it you, Tiger Ancestor?"

"Phoenix Ancestor, save me."

Hearing this, the Tiger Ancestor exclaimed excitedly.