Chapter 911: Husband, you didn't
At the Shanmen, Nangong Qing and the others were eating comfortably; as the food entered their stomachs, their physical condition was quickly recovering.
Ah, this is great— isn't it better than taking elixirs?
I feel like I can still fight.
Why don't we just go kill them?
Someone even suggested just going out to kill them; upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing was instantly speechless.
No, although we won a battle, isn't going out to kill them a bit reckless?
We only have a few people on our side; how many Demonic Cultivators do they have?
Even if many Demonic Cultivators fell in this battle, the numerical gap between the two sides remains impossible to make up.
If we really went out to kill them, even with Ye Zhangqing's spiritual food support, we'd probably have no chance of victory— it'd be pure suicide.
Nonsense.
Besides, the few old stewards who were also eating happily nearby, upon hearing this, immediately shouted.
Damn it, suggesting to go out and kill them— after winning one battle, you don't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is?
As for that disciple, after being scolded, he gave an embarrassed laugh.
Hehe, I was just joking, just joking.
We still have to rely on the advantage of the Formation.
The Holy Land Formation must definitely not be abandoned; combined with Ye Zhangqing's spiritual food, only then can we have a chance of victory.
Right, have you contacted the Shèngzhǔ? Weren't we supposed to go to Tianhong Guan before?
Incidentally, Shi Yiyi casually asked, earlier we had indeed been in contact with the Shèngzhǔ.
However, in the end, because of Ye Zhangqing, everyone gave up on that idea— did we tell the Shèngzhǔ and the others about this?
Just hearing that, everyone looked at each other, their eyes all showing a hint of bewilderment.
Seeing each other's eyes, everyone quickly realized and asked weakly.
You haven't contacted them?
I haven't, has the Shī xiōng not either?
I thought the Senior Brother had contacted them.
I thought you all had contacted them.
After going around asking, nobody remembered to contact the Shèngzhǔ and the others; earlier we were just thinking about eating, then we got busy fighting the Demonic Cultivators— who had the time to pay attention to these?
For a moment, the disciples' gazes involuntarily fell on the few old stewards.
The few old stewards who were eating comfortably noticed the gazes and, one by one, said unhappily.
What are you looking at us for? Isn't this your own business?
"I.............."
Then why don't you contact them quickly now.
Oh oh.
Everyone had forgotten; upon hearing this, Nangong Qing hastily took out the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán, intending to contact the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ.
But just then, the Teleportation Array inside the Holy Land suddenly opened, and a pillar of light shot up into the sky.
Huh???
Seeing the movement of the Teleportation Array, everyone was stunned— had the Shèngzhǔ and the others returned with reinforcements?
For a moment, everyone's expressions turned complicated; the situation at Tianhong Guan is obviously not good right now— for the Shèngzhǔ and the others to return with reinforcements now, this isn't...............
No way.
Do you think the Shèngzhǔ might do something to us?
You can't say that— what does it have to do with me? This is your responsibility.
Nonsense— it's clearly the Senior Brother who said he himself contacted them; who would have thought he actually forgot.
Huh???
Realizing that the Shèngzhǔ and the others might have returned with reinforcements, the disciples' first thought was to find someone to take the blame.
In unison, the first person everyone thought of was Senior Brother Nangong Qing.
Since he's the Senior Brother, if something goes wrong, who else should bear it but him?
Upon hearing the words of the junior disciples, Nangong Qing's whole person went dumbfounded.
What, this is now my fault? When did I ever say I contacted the Shèngzhǔ and the others?
Seeing these bastards each scrambling to distance themselves, Nangong Qing's teeth itched with anger— a bunch of bastards.
And they're supposed to be fellow senior brothers— when disaster strikes, they each just fly off?
Moreover, when throwing him under the bus, these bastards don't even blink.
Without any prior discussion, they just went along with each other, speaking as if it were really true.
You've had enough— the trouble we caused, we all bear it together.
Senior Brother, what do you mean by that? Junior Brother, I don't understand.
Right, Senior Brother, what trouble have we all caused? When did we ever cause trouble?
Senior Brother, you can eat the food messily, but you can't speak nonsense.
As a Senior Brother, you should have the courage to bear responsibility for mistakes.
Senior Brother, don't worry— we will definitely plead for you before the Shèngzhǔ when the time comes.
I damn...................
Hearing these guys spout shamelessly vile words, Nangong Qing went numb.
Do your consciences really not hurt at all? I am your Senior Brother, your own Senior Brother.
"You've had enough, the matter was done by all of us together, if we have to resist then naturally we all bear it together, fellow sect brothers and sisters, shouldn't we share life and death?"
"Heh..........."
Nangong Qing's bearing was magnificent and imposing, moving to the heart, but the response he got was the white eyes of the many junior brothers and sisters.
At this point, what are you talking about going it alone? Just bear it yourself and it's over.
As the saying goes, 'I'd rather let my fellow Daoist die than myself'— besides, you're the Senior Brother, even the Shèngzhǔ won't do anything to you.
At worst, you'll get a beating, then go to the Reflection Cliff to ponder for a few years, and the matter will be over— there's no risk to your life.
It's also that everyone kept these words to themselves, otherwise Nangong Qing would probably explode on the spot.
You damn well listen, is that even human speech?
Getting beaten up and then having to go to the Reflection Cliff to ponder for a few years— and that's called 'nothing'? You damn well go spend a few years at the Reflection Cliff and see.
Nangong Qing wished he could crush this bunch of junior brothers and sisters— damn, they're full of rebellious spirit.
Before, it was all about deep sect bonds, but in the blink of an eye, they sold it out without any psychological burden.
Meanwhile, Ye Zhangqing, seeing this scene, suddenly felt that Nangong Qing and the others had the vibe of the Dao Yi Shengdi.
Isn't this just a scene that often occurs in the Dao Yi Shengdi?
Just as everyone was speaking, suddenly two worried shouts rang out.
"Husband, are you alright?"
"Husband, you..............."
The ones arriving were naturally Bai Hua Xianzi and Jueying, coming out of the Teleportation Array, the two women rushed straight here.
Seeing Ye Zhangqing from afar, they hurriedly called out, but before their words could finish, the two women sensed something was off.
Wasn't it said that Demonic Cultivators were attacking? Wasn't it said the situation was dire? What are they doing?
Eating barbecue? The two women were stunned right away— where are the Demonic Cultivators? Where's the promised bloodbath? Where's the promised life-or-death struggle?
Why is it completely different from what they imagined?
They hadn't seen any of what they'd guessed; instead, having rushed over in haste to help, they saw Ye Zhangqing eating barbecue with a group of disciples from the Cloud Loom Holy Land.
Damn, does this look like an attack by Demonic Cultivators? Damn, there's no pressure at all— heck, even calling it a picnic would be no problem.
As for Nangong Qing and the others, hearing that cry of 'husband,' they also froze, turning their gaze toward the sound.
Upon seeing Bai Hua Xianzi and Jueying, everyone was dumbstruck— Holy shit, a fairy?
Then they each sized each other up— Husband? Who the hell is the husband? Who the hell, behind their senior brothers' backs, found such a beautiful dao companion?
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