Chapter 506

The three raised their cups and drank heartily, but Chen Mu, while drinking, had already unknowingly swallowed a pill.

Then he was seen proactively pouring wine, but while pouring, he secretly added something to the cup of the Wen Yuan Peak junior brother.

The move was very covert, yet the Wen Yuan Peak junior brother immediately sensed something was off.

"This guy has a problem."

He narrowed his eyes at Chen Mu, and Chen Mu also raised his wine cup and handed it to him; the two exchanged a smile.

At one table, three people were drinking; two were full of scheming, while the remaining Baqiang Peak Li junior brother just stood there foolishly laughing along.

"Come, let's have another drink."

Chen Mu raised his cup, and the three downed it in one go, but this Wen Yuan Peak junior brother hadn't drunk at all; as soon as the liquor entered his throat, he directly used Línglì to force it out.

"Indeed there's a problem."

He glanced at Chen Mu without changing expression, silently thinking, just as Chen Mu turned his head then, their eyes met.

"Haha, Chen Shī xiōng, come, let's have another drink."

"Haha, fine, fine."

Seeing the two so enthusiastic, Li junior brother on the side also chimed in, though his speech was already noticeably slurred.

"Two Shī xiōng, this cup I toast to you."

"Good."

"Good."

Li junior brother laughed sincerely, but after another cup of wine went down, he ultimately couldn't hold up, collapsing onto the table and falling into a deep sleep.

As for Chen Mu and that Wen Yuan Peak junior brother, they showed no sign of drunkenness; the smiles on their faces gradually faded as they looked at each other and said.

"Shī xiōng, you really have a clever method."

"Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense; Shī xiōng I didn't do anything."

"Hehe, I trust Shī xiōng."

"Then that's fine; Shī xiōng has other matters, so I'll go ahead first."

"Take care, Shī xiōng; junior brother won't see you off."

Everyone knew what was going on without needing to spell it out; Chen Mu got up and left, while that Wen Yuan Peak disciple carried Li junior brother back to his room and covered him with a blanket.

Such a scene could be seen everywhere in the Jinhai Yingdi camp; almost every disciple's quarters had someone drinking.

Moreover, it was the disciples of Divine Sword Peak and those three other peaks who actively came to visit.

Even not only disciples, but elders and stewards were the same.

Until mealtime arrived, the three peaks of Hundred Herbs Peak, Yuzhu Feng, and Baqiang Peak—from elders to inner disciples down to menial disciples—every single one entered dreamland, sleeping so soundly it could be called 'peaceful'.

In the kitchen, because disciples from all seven peaks were eating today, Ye Zhangqing specially prepared an extra two thousand portions, making a full ten thousand portions.

Several large basins brimming with braised lamb.

The lamb meat was fragrant and tender, the braising sauce rich and flavorful; with the broth as a garnish, the lamb looked extraordinarily delicious, whetting the appetite.

Soaking a bowl of spirit rice in this broth feels so comforting just to think about.

The aroma had already spread, while outside the courtyard, many disciples had already begun to scramble.

After dealing with their rivals, and hearing that Zhangqing junior brother had specially added two thousand portions of food, everyone was thrilled.

The disciples of the three peaks of Baqiang Peak couldn't possibly come, so those two thousand portions were destined for them.

The competition remained fierce, and Lin Potian, Mu You, Qin Shou, the three of them, under the leadership of Qi Xiong, also came to the front courtyard.

Seeing basin after basin of fragrant braised lamb, the three stared wide-eyed.

"How fragrant."

"Is what the Senior Brother said really true?"

"Quick, quick, quick, give me a bowl."

"Get out of the way, you insolent brat; I haven't even gotten my food yet."

Now the main seated elders and peak masters, though they were sure to eat, still had to queue as the crowd grew.

And as Senior Brother, Qi Xiong naturally took the first place in line.

As for second place, it was uncertain; by seniority it should have been Shi Song, but Hong Zun and the others disagreed.

After settling the lineup, the many disciples outside also entered the courtyard one after another.

Just looking at each disciple, Lin Potian and the three felt something strange.

"How come they're all disciples of Divine Sword Peak and those four peaks? Where are my Baqiang Peak disciples?"

"I haven't seen any of my Hundred Herbs Peak disciples either."

"I won't even mention disciples; I haven't seen a single spirit beast of my Yuzhu Feng."

This is absurd; the reason Yuzhu Feng is called that is because it possesses beast-taming arts.

Every Yuzhu Feng disciple at least has a spirit beast of their own, yet now we see neither disciples nor spirit beasts.

This is the method of the Divine Sword Peak disciples and those three other peaks.

As Xu Jie said, it's to ensure absolute success—not only must the people be overturned, but even the spirit beasts must not be spared.

In short, whatever breathes, I want them to go to sleep.

Thus, facing the Yuzhu Feng disciples, they left not a single person or beast behind.

We already told them about the meal; there's no reason not a single one would come.

Lin Potian and the three felt doubtful; not only them, but even Ye Zhangqing, Qi Xiong, and Hong Zun were the same.

"Even if we don't make a fuss, it shouldn't be this extreme."

Seeing that the diners were still the same old faces, Ye Zhangqing quickly guessed what was happening; he suspected the three peaks' disciples of Baqiang Peak had been done in.

At the same time, Lin Potian and the three swept the area with Divine Sense and quickly discovered the problem.

Drunk? Everyone's drunk? From the elders and inner disciples down to the menial disciples, they're all asleep.

What's going on?

He frowned, but as soon as the meal was served, before the three could think much, they were quickly drawn in by the food's aroma, and the matter was promptly forgotten.

He held a big bowl of rice, the broth of braised lamb soaking the rice, topped with a generous layer of tender, stewed lamb.

One bite and it was pure comfort.

The broth and rice are a perfect match, and the lamb is nicely marbled—fat but not greasy.

Just one bite, and Lin Potian and his two companions were instantly conquered.

Delicious.

Holy shit, Senior Brother wasn't lying.

I get it now, Hong Zun—you've been keeping this from us, huh? You're not being loyal.

The three ate with grease dripping from their mouths, their speech a bit slurred.

Likewise, the disciples of Divine Sword Peak and the other three peaks ate to their heart's content.

Even with two thousand extra portions, more disciples got to enjoy this delicacy.

After the meal, some disciples gathered together and began discussing.

Shall we make another round tomorrow?

Is that doable?

Why not? We drank today, tomorrow we'll have a little more of the reviving wine to perk up.

Perk up? Hehe, Senior Brother, that's a good idea.

Then it's settled.

Ye Zhangqing happened to be passing by nearby, heard those words, and instantly understood everything.

Given their habits, they definitely slipped something into the food.

Just doing it once isn't enough—you want to do it again tomorrow? Are you trying to get the Three Peaks disciples of Overlord Spear Peak completely drunk and never wake up?

Seeing many disciples snickering with those weird laughs, Ye Zhangqing silently asked the system.

System, are you sure the food I made has no effect on people's minds?

Any dish the host prepares will have no effect on the mind.