Chapter 408

The news of Yuan Mountain's defeat was something the tiger clan never expected.

Earlier, from the Monkey Sage's mouth, that plan was foolproof—luring them in, surrounding and killing them, one strike and they'd be dead.

It sounded reasonable; after the tiger clan's demon kings analyzed it, they also thought it made sense, so they agreed to cooperate with Yuan Mountain and go all out against Luo Xia Sect.

But now, you've only been around a few days, damn it, and you're telling me Yuan Mountain lost?

Losing would be bad enough, but damn, according to the news Yuan Mountain was almost completely wiped out.

The demon kings were either dead or captured, and even the Yuan Mountain clan chief, the Yuan Demon, was taken alive by Dao Yi Sect.

After roaring, Overbearing Tiger looked at Wise Tiger Demon King and said.

"How were those Yuan Demons captured?"

It's utterly absurd; Hong Zun and his group, even at most, are only about ten or so Saints, and that's even counting the old bald donkeys like Awakened Heart from Putuo Temple.

Yuan Mountain, on the other hand, has over thirty Saints and a demon beast army of nearly a million—how could there be any reason to lose?

I don't know why, but Overbearing Tiger suddenly felt a familiar sensation, as if he had encountered something like this before.

It seems like the water clan—back then, that old Dragon King was also claimed to command millions of water clan members, but the result was that not only were countless slain by Divine Sword Peak, he himself was also dragged in.

Now Yuan Mountain is even more absurd—damn, it was just wiped out in one go; what kind of fight would produce such a result?

Even if you couldn't win, normally you could at least escape with a few demon kings, right?

Faced with Overbearing Tiger's inquiry, Wise Tiger's expression was complex, but he still forced himself to speak.

"According to... according to rumors, the Yuan Demons somehow ended up going to Dao Yi Sect."

"Dao Yi Sect?"

"Mm."

Overbearing Tiger was dumbfounded—"Weren't you guys besieging Hong Zun and them in the Traversing Mountains? Why did you go to Dao Yi Sect instead?"

Damn, isn't this just walking into a net and seeking death?

"A bunch of idiots."

Gritting his teeth, he silently cursed, wondering what kind of brain could make such a decision.

You Yuan Mountain may be dead, but damn, what are we tiger clan supposed to do now?

Before, our clashes with Luo Xia Sect were merely probing, but after hearing the Monkey Sage's words, the tiger clan has been locked in a fierce battle with Luo Xia Sect.

Both sides have gone all out; even if we wanted to withdraw now, it's impossible, and Luo Xia Sect wouldn't agree.

Suddenly, he felt like he'd been screwed over.

"The Monkey Sage has led me astray."

He shouted angrily; as his words fell, a heavenly demon rushed in.

"Clan Chief, bad news—Luo Xia Sect is attacking."

Such a thing isn't strange; lately, the two sides have almost been fighting major battles every day.

Either the tiger clan attacks, or Luo Xia Sect attacks.

But upon hearing that Luo Xia Sect was attacking, Overbearing Tiger's expression became extremely complex.

What to do? What now? Yuan Mountain is gone—if the tiger clan continues to fight Luo Xia Sect to the death, what's the point?

Moreover, the collapse of Yuan Mountain will trigger an absolutely enormous chain reaction.

If the Human Race seizes this opportunity and launches a counterattack together, the tiger clan will likewise be in danger.

Originally, the plan was to pressure Luo Xia Sect and rescue the White Tiger Demon King and the others, but the Monkey Sage messed it up, damn, and the whole plan fell apart.

In an instant, the tiger clan found itself in a dilemma with no good way forward or back.

On the tiger clan's side, they felt immense pressure, while at Divine Sword Peak, Ye Zhangqing, considering that Yu Mo and the others had little lifespan left, deliberately prepared a dish that could increase lifespan.

【Yam and Red Date Cake, steam the yam and red dates together for half a Shíchén, peel and pit the red dates, press into date paste, do the same with the yam, then add flour and fry until both sides are golden brown.】

【Sweet and fresh in taste, it can increase a small amount of lifespan.】

It's not a complicated dish, and it's one of the few recipes Ye Zhangqing currently knows that can increase lifespan.

According to Bai Hua Xianzi, Yu Mo and the other two have already consumed countless lifespan-extending heavenly treasures.

However, although lifespan can be increased via heavenly treasures, the effect diminishes with each use.

As a result, the lifespan-extending heavenly treasures that Yu Mo and the other two now take have effects that are barely noticeable.

Ye Zhangqing himself isn't sure whether his dish will have any effect.

After finishing, Ye Zhangqing walked out of the kitchen holding a large plate; Yu Mo saw this, flashed over, and snatched the plate away.

"You've worked hard, kid."

With a happy smile, she then ran off to the side, laughing as she ate.

Of course, Yuan Cang and Wang Man also didn't miss out; as for Hong Zun and the others, although they were drooling, just as they tried to approach, they heard Yu Mo calmly say.

"Do you know that snatching food from a tiger's mouth is very dangerous?"

For a moment, no one dared to step forward, especially Hong Zun and Shi Song, because they knew their uncle really would strike.

When they were young, Yu Mo had given them more than a few beatings.

He looked bitterly at Yu Mo and the two sitting together, wondering what was going on—clearly they were supposed to be the top rice eaters.

But as soon as Yu Mo and the two arrived, that status plummeted in a straight line.

It seems that the carefree days of eating rice without pressure are gone for good.

Especially thinking that Yu Mo still has to be Ye Zhangqing's Dharma protector, Hong Zun felt mixed emotions—on one hand worrying about Yu Mo herself, on the other hand worrying about his own rice-eating.

But Yu Mo didn't care about Hong Zun and the others, a bunch of juniors who don't know how to respect elders and love the young; an old man like me has only a few years left to live, and you still want to steal my food?

Heh, who dares to touch the last meal of a dying person?

Yu Mo was indeed mentally prepared, while Yuan Cang and Wang Man beside her each picked up a yam and red date cake and said.

"I'm asking, have you really thought this through? At most, this will only buy you two or three years."

What's the big deal? Anyway, sleeping is just waiting to die.

"You.......... sigh.........."

Cut the nonsense, I'll say the unpleasant truth first—these were all specially made for me by that little brat Changqing; if it weren't for our years of friendship, I wouldn't give you any, one piece each, no seconds, otherwise don't blame me for turning hostile—this I got at the cost of my life.

Good, good, good.

I had originally wanted to persuade Yu Mo a little, after all it's not worth it; even after falling into a deep sleep, one could at least hold out for a few hundred years, but now, this way, they'll be done in just two or three years.

It was clear that Yu Mo had made up her mind, so the two of them said nothing more; moreover, the pastry's aroma was tempting, and they couldn't help but take a big bite.

The flavor remained perfect to the extreme, a rich, sweet fragrance exploding in the mouth.

For a moment, the three of them looked utterly blissful, causing Hong Zun and his companions not far away to drool.

Um...... Master Uncle, is it tasty?

Shut up.

Oh.

After savoring it carefully, the three were completely conquered by the flavor, but soon, Yuan Cang's eyes snapped open, and he spoke with a horrified expression.

You old immortal, have you...... noticed?

Faced with Yuan Cang's shock, Yu Mo and Wang Man showed the same expression, nodding dully.