Chapter 364: with translation of chapter title

Jue Ming almost spoke opposition without even thinking, while the others, though silent, clearly showed they were also full of hesitation.

「They just arrived in Dongzhou, how did they get in touch with Huling? 」

Someone asked, and upon this, Jue Xin shook his head, indicating he didn't know either.

「Taking action against the Dao Yi Sect, I feel it's inappropriate, but this is also the meaning of the West Prefecture Fomen, we cannot refuse. 」

「Right now I think we should be on good terms with the Dao Yi Sect rather than hostile. 」

「Exactly, we barely managed to ease relations a bit. 」

「Cooperating with demon beasts is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, inappropriate. 」

Everyone spoke up one after another; although no one mentioned eating, the meaning was already clear.

Seeing this, Jue Xin was also torn, unable to make a decision for a moment.

On one hand it's the order of the West Prefecture Fomen; on the other hand it's the delicious food that one cannot refuse.

They discussed for half a day, but ultimately came up with no result; Jue Xin could only say helplessly.

「Let me, the old monk, weigh this a bit more; it's mealtime now, come on, let's go eat. 」

Saying that, the group headed straight for the Dao Yi Sect's station.

It was still a sea of people, with many disciples fighting fiercely.

Xiu Ling's Dragon Claw Hand had reached the Transformation Stage; relying on this Dragon Claw Hand that never misses, Xiu Ling had already dealt with several Inner Disciples of the Putuo Temple.

She was just one step away from securing the position, and at this moment she encountered Xu Jie.

Looking at Xu Jie before her, Xiu Ling's eyes were full of self-through-way.

「I know Shī xiōng has trained in the Lock Yang Technique, but Junior Sister's Dragon Claw Hand has entered the Transformed Force, so sorry, Shī xiōng, look at the claw.............. 」

Speaking, Xiu Ling lashed out with a claw as fast as lightning; as expected, that place was empty, nothing there.

If it were a Perfection Level Dragon Claw Hand, facing such a situation, it would obviously be helpless.

But right now, Xiu Ling's Dragon Claw Hand has already entered the Transformed Force.

With a fierce inhale, he coldly said.

「Come out for me............... 」

However, the next second there was no response; that place remained empty, nothing there.

Seeing this, Xiu Ling frowned, 'This shouldn't be; my Dragon Claw Hand has entered the Transformed Force, even if there is a Lock Yang Technique, it should be sucked out.'

Unwilling to give up, she tried again.

「Come out for me. 」

Still no response; this time Xiu Ling got a bit anxious, damn, why isn't it working?

「Come out. 」

「Come out for me. 」

「Come out already. 」

After repeated attempts, it was utterly useless; finally Xiu Ling lifted her head to look at Xu Jie, her eyes filled with doubt, gloom, and a complex expression.

「Shī xiōng, why isn't it working? 」

He spoke bluntly, 'All the way, our unstoppable Transformation Stage Dragon Claw Hand, why does it fail upon meeting Xu Jie?'

In response, Xu Jie smiled slightly and said.

「It's simple, because Shī xiōng's Lock Yang Technique has also reached the Transformation Stage. 」

Huh???

I've long known that you lot at the Withered Wood Hermitage have been hard at work practicing the Dragon Claw Hand; do you think our Divine Sword Peak just idles around? The Lock Yang Technique has already reached the Transformation Stage.

Without the Transformation Stage Dragon Claw Hand, Xiu Ling's fate is obvious; Xu Jie struck with a Silkworm Hand.

Silkworm Hand, a supreme upper-grade technique of the Profound Extreme, its power far exceeds that of Twining Hand and Soft Palm.

As the competition grew fiercer, the Divine Sword Peak disciples naturally improved themselves; moreover, this Silkworm Hand is not something recently trained, but has been practiced for a long time.

Before, there wasn't that much pressure, so Xu Jie and the others didn't need to use the Silkworm Hand; Twining Hand and Soft Palm were sufficient to cope.

But now, with the addition of the Inner Disciples from the Withered Wood Hermitage and Putuo Temple, Twining Hand and Soft Palm are no longer sufficient.

So, the methods were upgraded.

Moreover, as soon as they strike, it is directly a Perfection Level Silkworm Hand.

「Silkworm Hand, Shī xiōng you................. 」

Never before had Xu Jie used this move; moreover, the Perfection Level obviously indicates he has trained for a long time, leaving Xiu Ling stunned.

Xu Jie, meanwhile, said nonchalantly.

「Just a little hidden trick; Junior Sister, no need to be surprised. 」

With a single palm he subdued Xiu Ling, and Xu Jie happily went to line up for a meal.

The situation now is like this; although the competition is becoming increasingly fierce, Divine Sword Peak still firmly holds the advantage.

Looking around, over sixty percent of those who secured positions are Divine Sword Peak disciples; of the remaining forty percent, thirty percent are Jade Maiden Peak, and the remaining ten percent are the Withered Wood Hermitage and Putuo Temple.

At noon today, Ye Zhangqing made spicy chicken.

【Spicy Chicken, made with spirit chicken as the main ingredient, numbingly spicy and refreshing, salty fresh and richly fragrant, has the effect of enhancing cultivation.】

The abundantly spicy chicken made the many disciples feel extremely refreshed.

Even those disciples who cannot eat spice cannot completely resist this numbingly spicy, overbearing flavor.

Moreover, while eating, several disciples broke through on the spot.

「I broke through. 」

「I also feel my cultivation has increased a lot. 」

As the effects of Ye Zhangqing's dishes became more obvious, the disciples also genuinely felt the benefits of this meal.

Besides being delicious, its effectiveness has also become the main reason for attracting many disciples.

And the disciples outside the kitchen courtyard are even more desperately inhaling the aroma.

Seeing disciples break through one after another, the originally conflicted Jue Xin and the others, after eating a bite of this spicy, refreshing chicken, felt their hesitations instantly fade considerably.

"Delicious."

"The spiciness is really satisfying."

"This old monk has never eaten something so delicious."

Seeing everyone wolfing down their food, Ye Zhangqing, holding the large tea pot, had his mouth twitch a little—aren't you guys the type who eat chicken without spitting out the bones?

Glancing at Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, and Wang Yao beside him, there was no trace of goddess-like demeanor left—each of them was eating with oil dripping from their mouths.

"Hey, senior sister, do you guys eat chicken without spitting out the bones?"

Hearing that, Liu Shuang raised her head, threw a flirtatious glance, and said.

"Who eats chicken and spits out the bones?"

"Huh?? Who eats chicken without spitting out the bones?"

After the meal, the kitchen courtyard floor was spotless, with not a scrap left—this seems to have become the norm, almost every time it's like this.

After the meal, the disciples gradually dispersed, and after Jue Xin and the others returned to the main hall, a group of old monks looked at each other in bewilderment.

Before, they had repeatedly wavered, hesitant and undecided, but now everyone's gaze has changed.

"Shī xiōng, what do you think now?"

After a moment of silence, Jue Ming finally looked toward Jue Xin and asked; hearing that, Jue Xin fell silent for a moment, then slowly rose from his seat, his expression solemn, and spoke solemnly.

"From today onward, this old monk will establish a new Fomen."

His voice was full of resolve, and upon hearing that, Jue Ming and the others felt no surprise at all; instead, they all rose to their feet and said.

"Shī xiōng, wise."

"From now on, my Dongzhou Fomen and Xizhou will have no relation; my Putuo Temple will forever be on good terms with the Dao Yi Sect, and I am willing to become its subordinate."

"Shī xiōng, great wisdom."

"The evil monks of Xizhou intend to drive a wedge between our two sects; to show sincerity, this old monk plans to use these scoundrels as a letter of allegiance, sending them to the Dao Yi Sect for disposal."

"Shī xiōng, high wisdom."