Chapter 752: Demon Emperor Feast

The huge starship streaked across the sky like a meteor.

Along the way, many people witnessed this spectacular sight.

"Holy shit, what is this? A meteor?"

"Cut the crap, that's a starship."

"How can a starship be this fast?"

Never having seen a starship this fast, even so, the disciples of the Dao Yi Sect aboard the starship still felt it was a bit slow.

"Can't you go any faster, Elder?"

"This is already the limit."

Hearing this, the Elder helplessly said, and the disciples beside him all hung their heads in dejection.

"Useless thing, is this all the speed you've got?"

Also, if the starship had any spirit, it would surely retort, 'You try it then!'—my engine's practically smoking.

Wu Shou behind had been chasing at full speed, yet along the way he hadn't even seen a trace of a starship.

"Are you sure they went ahead?"

"What I saw with my own eyes could hardly be wrong."

"Then why is there no sign of people?"

"They're all the same starships—you'd be lucky to catch up."

"I.............."

Hearing this, Wu Shou froze, thinking that made sense—just why the hell are those little rabbit brats running so fast?

Over a hundred starships plunged straight into the Boundary Sea, racing across its vast expanse.

Even the water tribe below, which had been planning to attack, had just leapt from the water, a roar still hanging in the air, when they looked up and shouted, 'Holy shit, where's the starship?'

They didn't even have time to attack.

The water tribe members stared at each other, truly damned—never before had they seen a starship faster than a rabbit.

"What the hell just came up from below?"

Because of the extreme speed, the formation on the starship had long been activated, so despite the surrounding sonic booms, the deck remained perfectly harmonious.

Many disciples, with nothing to do, would come up to the deck to chat and drink, while also taking in the spectacular view of the Boundary Sea.

After all, these young disciples had never left Dongzhou before, so naturally they had never seen the Boundary Sea.

It's just that the commotion on the sea surface earlier had drawn everyone's attention, but before they could make out what it was, the starship had already flown off.

"Didn't the Elders say the Boundary Sea is full of water tribes? Why have we seen water tribe attacks all along the way?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen any either."

The disciples were still puzzled—why aren't the water tribes attacking them?

Little did they know, the water tribes everyone was talking about were themselves utterly bewildered.

"If you've got the guts, slow down a bit—I'm not ready, and there's no one left to attack!"

The Dao Yi Sect, from top to bottom, had truly gone all out just to get a taste of Ye Zhangqing's cooking.

Meanwhile, Ye Zhangqing and company in Zhongzhou, after beheading the Heaven-Uplifting Shèngzhǔ, had also put the Demon Emperor Feast on the agenda.

Wang Man and Yuan Cang were both ready, their conditions adjusted quite well.

After discussion, everyone decided to first deal with the Red Dragon Demon Emperor.

"What are you doing? Let go of the old ancestor!"

"Beasts, a bunch of beasts!"

As the Red Dragon Demon Emperor was being taken away, the Heavenly Dragon Shèngzhǔ was overcome with grief, his wails shaking the heavens.

The slaughtering of these things naturally didn't require Ye Zhangqing's worry, as the Spirit Chef Alliance's spirit chefs naturally took charge.

This being the first time slaughtering Demon Emperor ingredients, it was clear the spirit chefs were being extremely careful.

This ingredient is worth a fortune—just look, the Nie Clan once regarded a single Demon Emperor thigh as a treasure, venerating it like an ancestor.

Fortunately, the three Alliance Leaders personally oversaw the work, and Ye Zhangqing would also stop by from time to time to check.

Since these are Demon Emperor ingredients, Ye Zhangqing also intended to show off his skills—he couldn't let such top‑grade ingredients go to waste.

As for the others, they were practically longing with eyes strained.

The Yunluo Shèngzhǔ, meanwhile, practically begged to come inquire eight hundred times a day, as if afraid the Dao Yi Sect would keep the feast to itself.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, I've come to see you again."

Seeing the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ stride over, Yu Mo rolled his eyes in exasperation—'You've already come the eighth time today.'

Besides, it's not even noon yet—just a morning so far.

He glanced at the tea cauldron before him; the water inside was still warm, and here he comes again.

"I say there's no need for this—rest assured, the Dao Yi Sect will keep its promises; we still have that credibility."

Speechlessly watching the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ speak, hearing his words, the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ couldn't help but blush, giving an embarrassed laugh.

"I naturally trust Brother Yu Mo—isn't this just missing someone after not seeing them for a while?"

"Hah, less than a quarter‑hour and you call that not seeing each other for ages?"

"Well, there's a saying that goes, 'One day apart feels like three autumns'—that's exactly how Brother Yu Mo and I feel."

The Yunluo Shèngzhǔ's thick skin is indeed something Yu Mo admires.

I had thought the Dao Yi Sect's people were already thick‑skinned, but seeing the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ, I realize there's still a gap.

Otherwise, how could they be a Great Emperor powerhouse, a Shèngzhǔ, if there weren't a reason?

After spouting a few nonsense lines, confirming the Demon Emperor ingredients were still there, the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ finally left satisfied—though Yu Mo knew he'd be back before long.

The Yunluo Shèngzhǔ lot are just gluttonous, while the cultivators of the various great sects, besides being greedy, are also filled with anxiety.

According to the usual nature of Qingtian Holy Land, treasures like this are definitely not something they can enjoy.

"Alas, demon emperor ingredients — I don't even know if I'll get to taste a bite this time; even just a mouthful would satisfy me."

"Come on, that's demon emperor ingredients — can the upper sect even give you something to eat?"

"But the upper sect is different from Qingtian Holy Land — I think they would."

Someone felt that Dao Yi Sect was different from Qingtian Holy Land, so there should still be a chance — though saying that made even them feel guilty.

As time passed, after a day the ingredients were mostly prepared, and Ye Zhangqing also formally began preparing the dish.

Because this time there was plenty of time and the ingredients were top-notch, Ye Zhangqing had no need to rush.

First was the dragon bone — this too is a good thing, cannot be wasted; he took out the large cauldron forged by the Peak Master of Wanbao Peak and slowly stewed the dragon bone in it.

As the dragon bone simmered, a fragrance slowly drifted out, soon enveloping the entire Wanyao Gate.

"My goodness, this aroma — does it even let people live?"

"Is this the Food Ancestor making the demon emperor ingredients? It's even more fragrant than before."

"I feel that just smelling this flavor, I can barely hold myself back — it's really fragrant."

"No, I can't take it — why isn't the meal served yet?"

"This is demon emperor ingredients — just the aroma is this tempting; if you ate a bite, you'd surely ascend straight to heaven."

Not only these cultivators, but even the two great emperors, Cloud Vine Shèngzhǔ and Jade Pond Shèngzhǔ, could not hold back.

At this moment, although Jade Pond Shèngzhǔ wore a veil, she could not help but drool.

"Senior sister, you're drooling."