Chapter 335: Want to eat?

His gaze kept sweeping over the bald donkeys; seeing Xu Jie's look, Ye Zhangqing nearby knew he was scheming again.

What are you thinking about?

I think I've found a way to get new ingredients.

Huh???

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing froze. What could be done? They'd discussed it half a day yesterday with no solution.

Besides, Hong Zun had already warned them not to mess around, after all they were ordered by the sect leader to attend the Wanfo Grand Assembly.

If they really pissed off these bald donkeys, it wouldn't be easy to handle.

Senior Brother, take it easy; Shīzūn just instructed that yesterday.

Lu Youyou also spoke up, but Xu Jie just smiled indifferently in reply.

Don't worry, absolutely no problem; don't you trust my work?

Huh???

Hearing that, everyone pursed their lips; it's because of your actions that we're not at ease.

Someone who can't even tell the color of a lead ox—how could that be reassuring?

Xu Jie completely ignored their thoughts, slurped down the noodles in a few bites, drank the soup dry, washed the bowl, and then swaggered out.

From Yuàn zhōng to outside the courtyard, good grief, it's even more eye‑hurting.

A row of bald donkeys stuck their butts out, swaying back and forth there.

Cough cough.....

He gave a light cough; hearing the sound, the Putuo Temple disciples all turned their heads. The leading elder's old face flushed red, he reluctantly lowered himself to the ground and smiled at Xu Jie.

Little Friend Xu, anything up?

Nope, just thought you guys were interesting here.

Uh... hehe, we were just looking around, but I didn't expect the Dao Yi Sect's food to be pretty good.

Both wore smiles, yet the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Perhaps the elder himself noticed this, and facing Xu Jie's rambling, he finally couldn't help but ask.

Little Friend Xu, anything up?

He took the bait; hearing that, Xu Jie's eyes flashed with a smile, but he kept his composure.

Elder, you think our Dao Yi Sect's food is not bad?

Yeah, what's up?

Elder, do you want to eat?

Saying that, he glanced at the Putuo Temple disciples behind him.

How about you, want to eat?

No one answered, but their eyes said it all—hope, excitement, anticipation.

How could they not want to eat? If they weren't unable to beat these Dao Yi Sect disciples, they'd have the urge to snatch it by force.

Taking in everyone's expressions, Xu Jie smiled.

Actually, giving you a competitive slot isn't out of the question.

Is that for real?

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder excitedly asked.

That's natural, but there are conditions.

Little Friend Xu, please go ahead.

You all know cooking always needs ingredients, but here at Putuo Temple our Dao Yi Sect has no connections to get any, and you are all Putuo Temple disciples; if anyone can procure ingredients, I can decide to give you a competitive slot.

Of course, everything must follow our Dao Yi Sect's rules.

Hearing there was a chance to eat, the Putuo Temple disciples' eyes lit up, though some had reservations.

But we don't have any meat in our temple.

As soon as that was said, the light in the disciples' eyes dimmed considerably; yeah, although there's a chance, where would we get ingredients?

Without ingredients, we still can't have a meal.

Seeing that, Xu Jie said weakly.

This temple has so many spiritual fields; there must be some plow oxen.

Huh????

Hearing that, the Putuo Temple disciples' eyes lit up; yeah, we don't have specially raised food, but plow oxen will do—just how do we get them? They're temple property, managed by dedicated staff.

These Putuo Temple disciples are really still too immature.

For such a trivial matter, put it in front of Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ—it wouldn't even count as an issue, right?

Having dedicated staff manage them—so what? There are always more solutions than difficulties, for example............

At this moment, Xu Jie spoke again.

Those guarding the plow oxen are probably Menial Disciples, right? Their strength shouldn't be strong; taking advantage of the dark, windy night when no one's around.............

Huh???

Also, we could just borrow them, borrow and use.

Or like the ox herd suddenly going berserk and running off on its own.

Xu Jie gave a dozen or more suggestions in a row; hearing them, the Putuo Temple disciples stared wide‑eyed, deeply shaken.

Holy shit, there's still such a move?

Amitabha, hearing Master Xu's words, the poor monk's ignorance is dispelled.

Master Xu truly has great wisdom.

A group of bald donkeys were completely conquered by Xu Jie, then quickly left, presumably to go get ingredients.

Xu Jie returned feeling satisfied; as soon as he reached the gate, he saw Ye Zhangqing, Zhao Zhengping, and others.

They all gave a thumbs up.

"You could even think of that, awesome."

"This plan is excellent."

Facing everyone's praise, Xu Jie remained calm.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say anything to those bald donkeys; it was their own idea."

"That move of getting something for nothing was really brilliant."

It solved the food problem and had nothing to do with the Dao Yi Sect.

As for giving them a competitive spot, that doesn't need to be worried about at all.

Anyway, Xu Jie only said he'd give them a chance to compete; they might not get to eat, so there's no guarantee.

If your skill is inferior, you can only blame yourself.

As for this, the Dao Yi Sect disciples have absolute confidence.

Just look at the disciples of the Withered Wood Hermitage—you'll see; up to now, besides Xiuling, who has had a meal?

Their strength is still too weak; they pose no threat at all.

Even if the Putuo Temple disciples are somewhat stronger, at the same realm the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ have many ways to handle them.

So this amounts to doing nothing; those bald donkeys will continuously bring the ingredients.

In good spirits, meanwhile, many disciples who had hurriedly left the Dao Yi Sect's station have now arrived at the Putuo Temple's cattle shed.

Located at the edge of Putuo Temple, it usually goes unnoticed—after all, a herd of ordinary oxen is nothing to cultivators.

Early in the morning, the few Menial Disciples in charge of managing the cattle shed repeated their daily routine.

Their aptitude is not high; they are destined to achieve nothing great in this lifetime unless they encounter a great opportunity.

Within Putuo Temple, they are also among the most marginal figures.

They were busy when suddenly a large group of Shī xiōng, even Elders, came flooding in.

The Menial Disciples had never seen such a scene; they immediately set down their tasks and performed a respectful salute.

"Greetings, Elder."

"Greetings, Shī xiōng."

As for everyone, looking at the oxen they usually despised, their eyes lit up.

As for these oxen, perhaps out of animal instinct, they immediately sensed danger.

Moo............

"These guys are up to no good—look at their eyes, look at the corners of their mouths, they're practically drooling."

"Ahem, I want to borrow an ox."

"What?"