Chapter 524: What the heck, an earthquake?

Curious Tian Nong quickly went into the cookhouse, and upon seeing his appearance, Qi Xiong and the others felt no surprise at all.

Another one has come.

Even Shi Song laughed and said a sentence; hearing that, Tian Nong asked doubtfully.

What are you all doing here?

Waiting for the meal.

Meal?

Immediately, Tian Nong curiously glanced at the small courtyard, but when he saw Yu Mo and the six others, he froze in place.

Just like the previous group of senior brothers.

"Jiang...... Jiangshan...... Peng Yun......"

How did these two guys not die? And they even showed up in his Dao Yi Sect?

Still frozen, seeing the situation, it was Qi Xiong who spoke up to explain, and only then did Tian Nong understand what had happened.

Upon learning that the Dao Yi Sect now had six Great Saint ancestors, Tian Nong's feelings were extremely complicated.

However, this complex emotion didn't last long; as the sound of the meal arrived, Tian Nong was quickly drawn in by the rich aroma.

Until he took a bite, his eyes widened round, this this this.....

Without a doubt, another elder joined the big eating army.

After eating, the disciples left one after another; those who should cultivate cultivated, those who should take missions took missions, each going about their business.

But whenever mealtime came, everyone would return to Divine Sword Peak.

However, as the number of people kept increasing, a ration for fifteen thousand seemed like a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, the number kept growing; after Ye Zhangqing's consideration, the amount per meal was raised directly from fifteen thousand to thirty thousand.

However, the three daily meals were changed to just one meal, at dusk.

The main reason for doing this was that three meals a day were too busy, leaving Ye Zhangqing a bit fatigued.

Secondly, if there were three meals a day, many disciples would hardly have time for anything else.

Three meals a day meant three time slots, which Qi Xiong and the others also felt were inappropriate.

In the end, although everyone was somewhat reluctant, they could only accept it.

And from three meals a day to one meal a day, this competition undoubtedly became more intense.

Because before, if you missed breakfast, you still had lunch and dinner; but now, if you miss today's meal, you can only wait until tomorrow.

So, whenever mealtime arrived, the disciples fought even harder.

Furthermore, their cultivation also became more arduous.

At this moment, the entire Dao Yi Sect fell into a frenzy of cutthroat competition.

Divine Sword Peak disciples, in order to maintain their edge, dared not relax at all.

Meanwhile, the other newcomers from the other peaks, in order to catch up with the Divine Sword Peak disciples, trained desperately.

Everywhere could be seen disciples cultivating assiduously.

"I'm really impressed by this bunch—do they have a death wish?"

Under this crazy cutthroat competition, a disciple spoke up to complain.

You say, damn, how can one person go this crazy? Aside from eating, all their time is spent cultivating.

And facing this situation, if you don't work hard, you'll instantly be left behind by others.

By then, not only will eating be difficult, even smelling the aroma will be hard.

Everyone went crazy competing with each other; what originally happened only at Divine Sword Peak now spread completely throughout the Dao Yi Sect.

As for this, Qi Xiong and the others naturally were pleased to see it, because when the disciples strive in cultivation, the sect's strength grows.

As of now, it seems only Wu Shou is still unaware of Ye Zhangqing's existence.

This isn't his fault; lately there have been many affairs concerning the Four Sect Grand Competition, and he simply couldn't attend to anything else.

Busy day and night, that evening Wu Shou, still handling matters of the Four Sect Grand Competition, suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

He frowned slightly and said.

What is this?

Why would there suddenly be an earthquake? Could it be a beast tide? But that's impossible—this is the Dao Yi Sect; where would a beast tide come from?

He extended his divine sense, and the next second Wu Shou was completely dumbfounded.

All he saw was countless disciples from the various peaks of the Dao Yi Sect running wildly in all directions.

In the sky, on the ground, everywhere were the figures of Dao Yi Sect disciples.

Are they going to go to war?

With such a massive spectacle, those unaware might think the Dao Yi Sect faced a life-or-death crisis.

Out of curiosity, Wu Shou shouted.

Someone come!

But after half a day no one responded, and upon looking again, the main peak was completely empty.

This only made Wu Shou more depressed—such a huge main peak, where are the people?

After carefully observing the many disciples, he noticed they all seemed to be rushing toward the same direction.

Moreover, along the way, whoever they encountered they attacked without hesitation, as if there were some deep grudge.

Junior brother, go back and cultivate a few more days; forget about today's meal.

Right now, your strength isn't enough; you basically can't even reach Divine Sword Peak—you'd be stopped halfway.

Nevertheless, many disciples still followed the rule set by Qi Xiong and the others: disciples of different ranks may not attack each other, or else they lose the right to eat.

Watching the disciples brawling, Wu Shou stared agape—what the heck, why are they fighting for no reason?

Moreover, even if the disciples had personal grudges, one or two would be fine, but why are all the disciples like that?

Could it be that all the disciples have grudges?

The more I looked, the less I could understand, and the more I looked, the more doubtful I became.

Finally, Wu Shou flashed his body and followed the disciples' steps to Divine Sword Peak.

Watching the disciples who had fought their way along the road charge toward Divine Sword Peak, Wu Shou, out of curiosity, also came to the skies above Divine Sword Peak.

Soon he spotted the figures of Qi Xiong and the others.

Seeing so many fellow disciples present, Wu Shou was so angry his teeth itched—I'm busy as hell here, not seeing daylight, while you all sit there with legs crossed, sipping tea, gulping alcohol.

So it turns out I'm the big resentful one?

Without further thought, I directly fell into resentment, and a strong resentment instantly spread.

"Huh, why is the resentment so strong? Has an evil spirit come?"

"Bullshit evil spirit, it's the second senior brother."

Following the sound, the junior disciples discovered that Wu Shou, with a grim face, was already standing in the center of the courtyard.

His eyes glared hatefully at Qi Xiong, that gaze like countless sharp knives.

"Senior Brother, you said you had something to do, didn't you?"

"Hehe, well, the second junior brother has arrived; please sit, senior brother will slowly explain."

"Do you think I'll still believe your explanation?"

At this moment, Wu Shou was like a resentful woman locked deep in her chambers—no wonder, after all, he had painstakingly devoted himself to the sect.

As a result, his fellow disciples all lived comfortably, while only he lived like an ox and horse.

"And you all, are you okay? Third junior brother, aren't you neglecting your Law Enforcement Hall? Fourth junior brother, aren't you neglecting your Mission Hall? And Junior Brother Tian, where have you gone—is the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall fine?"

One by one, having their names called out by Wu Shou, even Shi Song and the others couldn't help but blush; in recent days they indeed haven't been managing these matters, basically everything has been dumped on Wu Shou.

At this moment, Wu Shou directly pointed it out, and everyone promptly rose, pulling Wu Shou to sit in a chair, offering consolation with embarrassed smiles.