Chapter 545: Dry Rations Appear

Qi Xiong was worried about the problem of Dongzhou Dukou here; this place is too important, once let Fomen occupy it, it would instantly become a base for their attack on Dongzhou.

But who should we send now?

When Qi Xiong couldn't make up his mind, a steward hurried in and said respectfully.

"Sect Master, Sect Master Su Luoxing requests an audience."

"What does he want? Don't see him, tell him I have no time."

Now Qi Xiong has no time to waste words with Su Luoxing; facing Fomen in battle, he cannot allow the slightest carelessness.

But just as his words fell, Su Luoxing forcibly barged in.

"How, now you regret it?"

"I have no time to waste words with you; if there's something, just say it."

Seeing this, Qi Xiong didn't blame him; after all, this wasn't the first time—this idiot never had any discipline.

Without even glancing at Su Luoxing, Qi Xiong kept his eyes fixed on the map before him.

And Su Luoxing, through his gaze, quickly locked onto the Dongzhou Dukou on the map.

He gradually restrained his smile, stepped forward, pointed at the Dongzhou Dukou on the map with his hand, and said.

"I'll guard this place for you."

"You???"

Now Qi Xiong turned his head to look at Su Luoxing for the first time, his eyes full of suspicion.

Facing Qi Xiong's gaze, Su Luoxing grinned and said.

"How, besides me, who else would volunteer for this thankless task? You never prioritize; every time I, your father, have to come rescue you."

"You don't need to worry about Dongzhou Dukou unless Cultivation: Great Saint personally arrives."

Without waiting for Qi Xiong's reply, Su Luoxing said his piece and left on his own.

And watching his back, Qi Xiong after a moment unconsciously showed a faint smile.

Immediately afterward he glanced again at the Dongzhou Dukou on the map, and his worry quickly dissipated.

"Senior Brother, this........"

Wu Shou beside him said with some concern: "This Dongzhou Dukou is such an important place; handing it over to Luo Xia Sect really poses no problem? If they........"

However, Qi Xiong didn't give Wu Shou a chance to speak, directly interrupting.

"No need to worry about Dongzhou Dukou."

While speaking, Qi Xiong still had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

As for the overall arrangements, naturally it's Qi Xiong and them who will take charge.

And Ye Zhangqing, after the meeting ended, directly returned to the canteen, and together with Zhu Wu, squatted in the kitchen not knowing what to do.

"What's Little Changqing up to?"

"I don't know, he's been like this since he came back."

"Strange."

Yu Mo and the others didn't know what Ye Zhangqing was pondering; they just saw him busy and didn't want to disturb.

He had been working in the kitchen for a day and night without going home, and only then did Ye Zhangqing come out of the kitchen with an excited expression.

"What are you up to, kid?"

Seeing this, Yu Mo immediately asked, and Ye Zhangqing didn't hide it, directly taking out two bags from his pocket.

"This is..........."

"My researched dry rations."

"Dry rations?"

Upon this, Yu Mo and the others were stunned; they naturally knew this, but that's just food ordinary people pack when traveling.

Mostly things like big cakes, jerky, etc., easy to preserve; not talking about nutrition, anyway the taste has nothing to recommend it.

It just serves to fill the stomach.

Similar to Bigu Pill.

But why is Ye Zhangqing researching these? And a little dry ration, is it worth you spending a day and night on it?

Facing the doubts of the several old-timers, Ye Zhangqing explained.

"This is dry rations I made myself; they can be stored longer, and the taste isn't much different from what I make myself, only needing simple heating with spiritual power to use."

Facing the impending great battle, Ye Zhangqing couldn't think of anything else he could do, so he could only use this method, hoping to gain the disciples' greatest support.

On the battlefield, being able to eat a hot meal would be their greatest encouragement.

So Ye Zhangqing drew inspiration from his past life's instant noodles, self-heating hot pot, etc., and researched this Haotu Shijie version of dry rations.

Using spiritual power to create vacuum packaging, and after treating the pre-prepared food, making it easier to preserve.

When using it, only simple heating with spiritual power is needed, and it quickly becomes a bowl of steaming hot food.

Even, to cater to all disciples, Ye Zhangqing also made many flavors.

All are flavors the disciples usually like to eat.

For example, twice-cooked pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, stir-fried pork with green peppers, sour cabbage fish, etc.

In front of Yu Mo and the others, he personally opened a bag of dry rations, poured it into a bowl, heated it with spiritual power, and a bowl of steaming hot twice-cooked pork over rice appeared.

"Let me try."

Yu Mo didn't hesitate, snatched it up and took a bite; his eyes instantly widened.

Exactly as Ye Zhangqing said, the taste may not compare to freshly made, but it's not far off.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the efficacy of this food hasn't been affected in the slightest.

It has strong analgesic and hemostatic effects.

After just a few bites, a big bowl was finished; Yu Mo let out a satisfied burp, then gave Ye Zhangqing a thumbs‑up.

"You little brat, not bad—you could think of that."

"After all, there's nothing else we can do, so let's contribute what little we can."

"How can that be considered little? If those little brats found out, morale would surely get a big boost."

"Come on, come on, let's start making now and try to produce as much as we can."

"Call Xu Jie and the others over to help."

Soon, inside the canteen, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, Zhao Rou and the other inner disciples began helping to make dry rations.

Zhu Wu was in charge of chopping vegetables, Ye Zhangqing of cooking, while others washed vegetables or handled packaging, and the work proceeded quickly.

One pot yields at least tens of thousands of portions of dry rations.

In this way, within just a short day, Ye Zhangqing and the others had already stockpiled over a million portions of dry rations, in various flavors.

But that's still far from enough; dividing a million portions among everyone gives each person only two servings.

No one knows how long this battle will last, but Ye Zhangqing feels each person needs at least ten portions.

So everyone kept making dry rations day and night, while the other members of the Dao Yi Sect each carried out their duties.

The entire Dao Yi Sect had already become like a massive war machine, running at full throttle.

Bai Cao Peak, Wan Zhen Peak, and Lian Qi Peak were all working full tilt to forge weapons, talisman seals, and pills, all aimed at preparing for the imminent war.

Meanwhile, batch after batch of huge quantities of various materials were continuously being shipped to the Dao Yi Sect.

Spirit fruits, spirit herbs, crystal stones, and talisman paper—at this moment the Dao Yi Sect was like a golden‑swallowing beast, or a bottomless pit.

No matter how much resource goes in, it is quickly consumed, and then another batch is shipped in, only to be depleted again.

As for the disciples, they were likewise preparing for battle, adjusting their condition and mindset, waiting only for the sect's higher‑ups to give the order.