Chapter 85: Broth on the Battlefield

Their demon race's reinforcements have arrived; although there is no demon king overseeing them, the number of minor demons is not small.

With a command from Jin Diaoyaowang, the many demon beasts that rushed over joined the battlefield one after another.

In an instant, the pressure on the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ and the Jade Maiden Peak disciples suddenly increased greatly.

"What should we do with so many demon beasts?"

A Jade Maiden Peak disciple had a solemn expression; the disciples of the two peaks together numbered no more than twenty-odd thousand.

As for this batch of demon beasts, their numbers are at least over a hundred thousand, and even more demon beasts are still on their way; how can we fight?

"What if we fall back to the formation? It could block some of the demon beasts."

That sounded like a good idea, but as soon as the words were spoken, a Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ nearby heard it and immediately launched a tirade of scolding.

"What the hell, do you want me to abandon the Peak Master and not care?"

"Just over a hundred thousand demon beasts—kill them, why retreat?"

The Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ had no intention of retreating at all; if they retreated, what would happen to Hong Zun and Qing Shi? They couldn't enter the Jinhai Yingdi.

Therefore, even if the demon beasts' reinforcements arrive, they will not retreat; they will just kill them.

The one who was spoken to felt guilty, but really, not retreat? Your injuries are not light; if this continues, you'll be worn out to death.

Indeed, that is the case; however, at the Formation's entrance, Ye Zhangqing, accompanied by Wang Yao, had already set up dozens of large pots.

Arriving late, looking at the Xuè zhàn outside, Ye Zhangqing also worried about the situation of all his Shī xiōng and senior sisters.

Wanting to help, but with his current cultivation, even if he joined the battle, he could not influence the overall situation.

Moreover, he is a cook; a cook should do what a cook ought to do.

After checking the menu he had obtained, Ye Zhangqing quickly came up with an idea.

【High Bone Soup, a broth made by simmering various demon beast bones, highly compatible, one can freely choose demon beast bones, combined with ginseng, goji berries, and cordyceps; the flavor is delicious, nutrition rich, and it has the effects of short-term pain relief, hemostasis, and treating injuries.】

Treating injuries is secondary, but pain relief and hemostasis are extremely useful in the current situation.

Facing the numerical disparity, if the Dao Yi Sect disciples lose their combat ability, they will be at the mercy of others; but if one can guarantee everyone's combat strength for a certain time and greatly alleviate the pain of wounds, then there is a chance.

As for treating injuries afterward, after the battle ends there will naturally be plenty of time.

Saying it, doing it, Ye Zhangqing took out the pots and pans from his all-containing bag, and had Wang Yao find a few Jade Maiden Peak disciples to collect all the demon beast corpses on the battlefield.

These are ready-made ingredients.

"Junior Brother, are you going to cook?"

Just watching Ye Zhangqing set up the pot and boil water, several Jade Maiden Peak disciples were stunned.

"What the hell, this is a war; can you be a bit serious? It's already this time and you're still thinking about cooking?"

"No time to explain; please, senior sisters, help out."

"Yeah, Ye Zhangqing's Chúyì is very good.............."

Wang Yao beside him interjected.

"This isn't a matter of whether the Chúyì is good or not; it's.............."

"Ah, can't explain it clearly right now; just follow the orders of Ye Zhangqing."

Eventually, under Wang Yao's persuasion, several Jade Maiden Peak disciples still acted with strange expressions, and quickly brought back not a few demon beast corpses.

Then Ye Zhangqing's knife flashed; the cleaver in his hand moved with tiger-like vigor, peeling and deboning, then putting into the pot; with the aid of Línglì, pot after pot of broth was quickly completed.

The aroma permeated; several Jade Maiden Peak disciples smelled it and their mouths watered.

"Smells great."

"Hey hey hey, is this a matter of whether it's fragrant or not? What time is it now?"

"Senior sister, when you speak, could you wipe your mouth? It's about to drip."

Several girls stretched their necks to look into the pot, feeling they'd rather jump right in.

Although they knew the timing was wrong, it really smelled great, and they really wanted to eat.

"Alright, ladies, please use your Línglì to shout loudly; injured disciples, please come here to drink the soup."

???

Upon hearing Ye Zhangqing's words, the girls' faces went blank again; no, your soup is indeed fragrant enough to kill a person, but now on the battlefield, you're letting many disciples come over to drink soup?

"Junior Brother, is this alright?"

One senior sister, suppressing her drool, said, "This war is indeed somewhat inappropriate."

Also too lazy to explain, Ye Zhangqing personally scooped a bowl for each of them; after tasting, all the girls' eyes lit up.

"Tasty, tasty."

"So fresh."

"Multiple demon beast bones blended together, then combined with ginseng, goji berries, and cordyceps; the seemingly conflicting flavors, when blended together, turned out unexpectedly.................."

"Stop stop stop, ladies, feel the effects."

"Good grief, giving you this to drink is to let you feel the effects, not the taste; moreover, you're starting to critique it, which is over the top."

Interrupted by Ye Zhangqing, the girls, feeling embarrassed, shrank their necks and took another sip; this time they suppressed their thoughts and seriously felt the broth's effects.

In an instant, the girls' eyes grew brighter; their wounds instantly stopped hurting—such strong pain-relief effect, and even internal injuries seemed to be helped.

Immediately they understood Ye Zhangqing's intention.

No longer hesitating, the girls immediately used their Línglì and shouted toward the battlefield.

Injured disciples, please come to the Formation's entrance to drink the soup.

Injured disciples, please come to the Formation's entrance to drink the soup.

Injured disciples, please come to the Formation's entrance to drink the soup.

With the aid of Línglì, the voice quickly spread across the entire battlefield.

In an instant, the many demon beasts, as well as all the Jade Maiden Peak disciples, were stunned.

Damn, this is a life-or-death struggle, and you Dao Yi Sect are just drinking soup? Want another bottle of wine so you can eat and drink your fill before coming back?

The term "Dao Yi Sect" refers to a sect.

Some demon beasts, having experienced countless battles with Human Race cultivators, still this was the first time they encountered such a thing.

Damn, my blood is boiling, killing intent surging—then halfway through the fight, you Dao Yi Sect tell me it's soup time, what the hell?

Not only the demon beasts, even the Jade Maiden Peak disciples are completely bewildered.

"What are you doing?"

Looks like it's Junior Sister Chen and them.

Nonsense, we're in the middle of a battle—what soup?

Exactly.

Junior Sister, help Shī xiōng hold the line; Shī xiōng is going to get a drink of soup, I'll be right back.

Just as he was sternly reprimanding this behavior, suddenly the surrounding Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ all spoke up, saying the same thing.

Let the Jade Maiden Peak senior and junior sisters hold the line first; they'll go get a drink of soup and come back.

Upon hearing that, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples were dumbfounded—"I'm holding your lungs, I'm holding!"

"No, Shī xiōng, I can't hold it."

"Don't worry, Shī xiōng will be back soon; hold on, he'll be right here."

"Hey, damn it, don't run—I can't hold it!"

"Come back, how am I supposed to hold it?"

"Just now you swore you wouldn't retreat, and now you're running—what's up?"

"Did you just throw your earlier words to the dogs? Come back and kill!"