Chapter 86

Looking at the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ who, not long ago, swore they would never retreat, claiming they would die rather than fall back, facing only several ten thousand demon beasts, now they turned tail and fled, employing every movement technique and martial skill to the utmost.

The Jade Maiden Peak disciples all stared with wide eyes.

They really had not a shred of hesitation, just abandoning them like that?

Scumbag, they all ran away while fighting, leaving a bunch of women to hold the front.

They were so angry that these little fairies couldn't help but curse.

Meanwhile, the demon beasts opposite, seeing this, were also dumbfounded, but after coming to their senses, their gazes at the Jade Maiden Peak disciples became extremely mocking.

"Haha, is this your Dao Yi Sect? Quite the leader of the righteous path."

"You've been abandoned by your companions."

"Kill!"

In an instant, the demon beasts surged forward like a tide; facing the encirclement of countless demon beasts, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples felt only boundless bitterness in their hearts.

They were not defeated by the demon beasts' hands, but by their own comrades' hands.

They couldn't run away; they could only grit their teeth and press on.

On the other side, many Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ had already rushed to the Formation entrance; Wang Yao and those few female disciples had already ladled out bowl after bowl of soup and placed them on the table.

Although they also wanted to drink, they still clearly distinguished priorities; right now they must first ensure all the disciples can get a drink.

As for Ye Zhangqing, he kept busy, after all there were many people, and this amount of soup was still not enough.

"Damn, let's not fight anymore; in this critical moment, do we have to play dirty?"

"Who the hell used binding hands? Woah, on the battlefield, do we have to be this filthy?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, everyone gets one."

"Don't use techniques, don't attack your own people; everyone gets one."

"Hey hey hey, this junior brother, please put down the Talisman Seal in your hand."

"Enough already, didn't you hear everyone gets one? If you line up you'll die."

"My injuries are severe—I've been bitten seven times, clawed eighteen times; I can barely hold on, give me a drink first."

"Are you chewing on demon beasts to death? You've been bitten seven times—get lost; I've been slashed twenty-eight times, give me a drink first."

It was still a chaotic scene, but just drinking the soup wasn't troublesome; the disciples in front finished, and soon those behind could drink as well.

After a sip of soup, the originally heavily injured Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ each instantly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, completely reviving.

"This soup................"

"How is it?"

"It's really damn good."

"Get lost, you damn thing—I'm asking about its efficacy."

"I feel like I've come back to life."

"Then hurry up and get lost, you're blocking me."

"Are the ones up front tasting wine? Drink quickly, the bleeding won't stop."

Although they were still unsatisfied, they also knew the Jade Maiden Peak disciples ahead were under great pressure, so nobody dared to waste time; they put down their bowls and immediately turned back to the battlefield to fight again.

"Junior sister, I'm here."

"Quick quick quick, finish them off, maybe we can still get the soup bottom."

"Kill!"

In an instant, many Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ killed their way back onto the battlefield; their spirit was simply even more exalted than at the start.

The Jade Maiden Peak maidens who had thought they were abandoned, seeing the mighty, high-spirited Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ charging back, were for a moment at a loss for words.

So you actually went to drink the soup, huh.

Even the demon beasts were dazed right now—did the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ not run?

But then they became furious to the extreme—are they looking down on us? Did they really go drink soup? Do you think we're playing house?

In an instant, the demon beasts went completely berserk, but the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ were even more berserk than they.

The wounds on their bodies no longer hurt at all; more importantly, after drinking Ye Zhangqing's bowl of soup, they felt utterly blissful inside.

The psychological effect seemed even greater, something Ye Zhangqing hadn't anticipated.

In a single exchange, a Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ swung his sword, his aura like a rainbow, as if he had never been injured at all.

His eyes were brimming with killing intent.

"You beast, your grandfather's back—make him die."

"Look at the sword."

"Chop off your dog head."

Watching that fierce batch of Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ, the Jade Maiden Peak people were dumbfounded.

"Senior sister, they............."

"Hmm, something's not right, huh."

Although just now they were also fierce, after all they were injured, so their spirit definitely wasn't as strong as at the beginning.

But now, being this fierce is too much, isn't it?

Look, one person taking on seven or eight demon beasts, slaughtering them to heaven and earth, it's practically defying heaven.

Could it be that the soup really has some secret?

Thinking this, a Jade Maiden Peak disciple said.

"Senior sister, why don't we also go have a bowl?"

Hearing that, this senior sister glanced at the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ before her, hesitated slightly, then nodded and said.

"Hmm, let's go take a look."

In a moment, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples also rushed toward the formation entrance.

At the same time, up in the sky, Hong Zun also wanted to have some soup, but the Xuehu Yaowang kept entangling him, leaving him no chance at all.

Moreover, if Hong Zun were to leave, the disciples below would definitely be unable to withstand the Xuehu Yaowang; he wouldn't dare joke about that.

He wanted to drink, but had no opportunity—what should he do?

After thinking left and right, Hong Zun suddenly said to Qing Shi beside him.

"I'll go drink the soup, you hold him off for a moment."

???

Hearing this, Qing Shi was full of question marks—two Demon Kings, what should I use to hold them off?

Seeing this, Hong Zun also guessed what Qing Shi was thinking, and said.

"I'll go drink the soup and then come back to switch with you—can't you hold him off for just a dozen or so breaths? Just tell me whether you want to drink or not."

This is the only way; hearing that, Qing Shi, who had been somewhat hesitant, immediately nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"Okay."

Immediately, Hong Zun flashed backward, withdrawing voluntarily, while Qing Shi seized the opportunity, struck out with a palm, and directly dragged the Xuehu Yaowang into the battle.

At this moment, the Xuehu Yaowang was dazed.

Just now he heard what? Hong Zun, who was fighting him, because he wanted to go drink soup, had Qing Shi hold him off, making it a one-versus-two.

Instantly feeling a great humiliation, the Xuehu Yaowang shouted angrily.

"Hong Zun, do you look down on me?"

And Hong Zun didn't reply at all, flashing straight toward the formation entrance.

At the entrance, Hong Zun and the Jade Maiden Peak disciples scrambled together.

As for those Jade Maiden Peak disciples, at first they didn't think much of it, but after taking a sip, they instantly turned into second-generation Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ.

"Delicious, delicious."

"Now I understand, now I understand—no wonder the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ are like they've been injected with chicken blood."

"I've never drunk such delicious soup before."

"Junior Brother Zhangqing, do you lack a dao companion?"

"You want to be a dao companion? Junior Brother Zhangqing, look at me—I could also be a maid, the kind that warms the bed."

"Junior Brother Zhangqing, senior sister will support you from now on."

"Not only were they conquered by the flavor, but also by their gazes at Junior Brother Zhangqing, each one hotter than the last."

"At this moment, Ye Zhangqing, who was busy simmering the soup, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a wolf pack; those countless scorching gazes seemed as if they wanted to devour him alive."

"All kinds of tiger and wolf words made him want to surrender with raised hands."

"Who said female immortals in the cultivation world are reserved? Just look at these Jade Maiden Peak disciples—they're practically wolves and tigers."