Chapter 453: Eighty-Seven Hundred Thousand Ghost Crystals?

Are the evil spirits in the outskirts about to be wiped out?

Upon hearing this, a ghost king immediately burst out laughing.

Although the outskirts are not taken seriously by the ghost kings, the big and small evil spirits together number over two million.

How could they possibly be wiped out? And it's only been one afternoon—it's outright ridiculous.

"Haha, do you even know what you're saying? Even if we say there are over two million evil spirits in the outskirts, could Dao Yi Sect disciples wipe them out in a single afternoon? You're like two million pigs—Dao Yi Sect disciples couldn't kill them all in an afternoon."

Faced with that ghost king's loud laughter, the evil spirit below had an ugly expression.

"I dare not speak nonsense; it's really been slaughtered madly. Roughly estimated, at least half of the evil spirits in the outskirts have been killed or wounded."

Huh???

Seeing that this evil spirit had no joking intent, the expressions of the ghost kings also changed.

Could it really be true? But it's impossible—just a few tens of thousands, disciples of the four peaks, killing over a million evil spirits in one afternoon?

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

A ghost king, already with an ugly complexion, asked; upon hearing this, the evil spirit nodded heavily.

"I naturally dare not deceive the ghost king; it's absolutely true."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Alright, let's go take a look and we'll know."

The developments turned out completely unlike what the ghost kings had expected; they had thought it would just be a tug-of-war, like last night.

But damn, a million evil spirits were killed—is that just a tug-of-war? This clearly is the rhythm of wanting to annihilate the Ghost Valley.

Finally, a ghost king personally went to the outskirts to ascertain the battle situation.

Meanwhile, as the dinner time approached, the disciples also returned to their quarters one after another.

A dedicated steward was already waiting outside the kitchen, as disciples handed over ghost crystals one by one for registration.

After registration is completed, the top eight thousand ranked individuals will be granted the right to eat.

The registration proceeded quickly, but the more they registered, the more colorful the stewards' expressions became.

Damn, how did these little brats get so many ghost crystals?

Especially Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and others—damn, their points directly went over ten thousand?

Can they order dishes after just one afternoon?

Looking at these disciples with a complex expression, yet the disciples themselves actually felt it was too little.

"Sigh, if there had been enough time, I would have slaughtered another two ghost villages no matter what."

"Then why did you come back?"

"Mealtime has arrived."

"What a pity, I encountered a Yellow Page ghost and let it escape."

"Don't pity it; I heard that Senior Brother Xu Jie and his group directly lost over ten thousand ghost crystals."

"Huh??? How did that happen?"

"Supposedly it's because of talisman seals and formations..."

"Holy crap, that's a huge loss."

"Isn't that right? Haven't you seen Senior Brother Xu Jie and his group looking grim?"

"If it were me, I'd be the same."

Outside the kitchen it was bustling; inside, Ye Zhangqing was somewhat complaining as he spoke to Qi Xiong.

"Sect Master, I always feel that ten thousand points is really a bit too little."

"Ten thousand points can be used to order dishes, a decision made by Qi Xiong; from the start Ye Zhangqing felt it was set too low—at the very least it should start at a hundred thousand to be appropriate."

Upon hearing this, Qi Xiong spoke with a smiling face.

"You're still too young; setting the target too high leaves the disciples with no motivation. A target should be visible and attainable—that's best."

"In Qi Xiong's view, Ye Zhangqing is still too young; a hundred thousand points, such a distant and unattainable goal, would the disciples still have any drive?"

Ye Zhangqing did not rebut, but deep down he still believed that ten thousand points was truly too simple.

"Even if each evil spirit gave one point, wouldn't killing ten thousand evil spirits really be difficult?"

"In Qi Xiong's view it might be difficult, but Ye Zhangqing knows the abilities of his senior brothers and sisters—especially when they go all out, not to mention ten thousand, he could even trap and kill a hundred thousand."

"If Ye Zhangqing were to set it, damn, it would start at a million points."

"All that can be said is that Qi Xiong still underestimates his own disciples."

Just as they were speaking, an elder hurried in holding a roster; seeing this, Qi Xiong laughed.

"Is the tally finished?"

Faced with Qi Xiong's inquiry, the elder spoke with a strange expression.

"Hmm, the tally is finished."

"How is it? The harvest shouldn't be small, right?"

"Yes... it's not small."

"How many points does the highest scorer have? Has it exceeded a thousand?"

"Over a thousand? Upon hearing this, the elder's mouth twitched, but he still answered truthfully."

"Currently the highest points holder is the senior disciple of Divine Sword Peak, Zhao Zhengping."

"Oh, Zhao Zhengping—nice, how many points does he have?"

"34,654."

"Oh, thirty... thousand... what did you say?"

Staring dumbfounded at the elder, Qi Xiong never expected this result; he snatched the roster, glanced at it, and his whole body went numb instantly.

Holy shit, impossible, how did these little bastards kill?

Only seeing the top-ranked disciples, a glance showed their points all over ten thousand.

This is fucking absurd, killing this many evil spirits in just an afternoon? And this is only the first page.

As he continued flipping through, Qi Xiong felt his scalp go numb the more he looked.

I thought getting over a thousand points would be good, but now seeing that if the points are just over a thousand, you damn well can't even afford a meal.

How strange, this bunch of little bastards, just how did they manage it?

Yesterday I fought all night and only managed to kill a few thousand evil spirits; how did they kill so many in just one afternoon today?

Ye Zhangqing beside him, seeing this, couldn't be bothered to look at the register; he already guessed the result in his heart.

Sure enough, just as I thought, looks like there's going to be work ahead.

After a long silence, finally Qi Xiong asked weakly.

"How many evil spirits were killed in total?"

"The registered ones are 870,000, but because some ghost crystals were destroyed, they weren't counted; if we count everything, it's at least... up to... over a million."

"Over a million?"

Qi Xiong was exhausted; at this moment he realized he wasn't a qualified Sect Master, knowing nothing about his disciples.

He opened his mouth and muttered a sentence.

"Yesterday all night only killed a few thousand, today just one afternoon killed over a million, sigh..."

"Sect Master, it should be me sighing now; what dishes should we order for tonight?"

Ye Zhangqing beside him said speechlessly.

Hearing that, Qi Xiong gave a strange look at the flower name register, then said.

"Ten... maybe ten to twenty."

Hehe, ten to twenty, and that's just for one afternoon...

Outside the kitchen, the disciples were already impatient, especially those who could order dishes, thinking about what to order later.

Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang, Xu Jie and a few others gathered together, whispering.

"I say we pool together, each orders one dish, and share a table—how about that?"

"That's a good idea; each orders one, everyone can try the flavors."

"Then I'll go first—I'm not demanding much, just give me Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Xu Jie said with a shameless grin; hearing that, everyone looked at him—Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? You call that not demanding?

But before anyone could speak, Zhong Ling beside them interjected.

"Then I'll have a roasted whole ox."

Everyone turned their gaze to her again, suddenly realizing that Xu Jie and Zhong Ling this pair of... damn, I mean, senior brother and sister, are quite a match.