Chapter 93

Watching the performance of the Jade Maiden Peak's many disciples, the Divine Sword Peak crowd all silently gave a thumbs up.

Look, look, this is what you call professional.

In a moment, many Divine Sword Peak disciples realized they still had many shortcomings; thus, as the saying goes, a person should never be arrogant and complacent, and must keep learning until old age.

As for Ye Zhangqing, he was already utterly convinced.

I thought that after seeing the various methods of the Divine Sword Peak disciples, I had broadened my horizons, but now it seems that in some aspects, the Divine Sword Peak disciples still fall short, ah.

This is probably what they call talent.

Look at this perfectly natural acting, tears that come at a word—it leaves nothing to fault.

Even someone like Shi Song was moved, beginning to doubt his previous thoughts.

But just then, he happened to see Zhao Zhengping at the formation entrance, and his eyes lit up.

Right, ask Zhao Zhengping ah—even if the Jade Maiden Peak disciples had issues, Zhao Zhengping definitely wouldn't, given his upright character; it's impossible for him to collude with wrongdoing.

Immediately, Shi Song spoke up and asked.

"Zhao Zhengping, is what the disciples said really true?"

As long as Zhao Zhengping's answer is fine, everything will be clear.

Upon hearing Shi Song call out Zhao Zhengping's name, Hong Zun beside him no longer had any of his previous worries; on the contrary, he took a leisurely sip of wine.

Second Senior Brother ah, times have changed; Zhao Zhengping now is someone who has drunk the soup too.

Facing Shi Song's questioning, Zhao Rou tightened her grip on Zhao Zhengping's hand—damn, the two have been holding hands all along; even Xu Jie beside them didn't want to say anything, truly having a dao partner is awesome.

As for Zhao Zhengping, at this moment his face showed conflict, obviously his heart was caught in a great struggle, but such a struggle vanished instantly with Zhao Rou's one sentence.

"Brother Ping, I still want to eat the meal made by Junior Brother Zhangqing."

"Replying to Elder Èr Zhǎnglǎo, what the junior brothers and sisters said is completely without falsehood."

Upon hearing this, Shi Song's tightly furrowed brows relaxed—now there's no problem; Zhao Zhengping definitely wouldn't deceive him.

Turning his head to look at the demon kings, Qi Xiong also spoke up.

"Is there anything else to say?"

"Whether it's Divine Sword Peak or Jade Maiden Peak, these are your Dao Yi Sect disciples—how can they count?"

"Then can your demon race produce any evidence?"

Hearing this, the demon kings looked down at the battlefield—damn, not even a single one breathing, what's there to take, ah.

At this moment, Qi Xiong shouted again.

"The matter is already clear: it was your demon race that provoked first; if you don't give an explanation, my human race will certainly not let it rest."

Faced with Qi Xiong's aggressive attitude, a demon king flew into a rage.

"Qi Xiong, this is just a one-sided account; do you really think my demon race..............."

"Fine, this matter we demon race are at fault; compensation will be sent shortly."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another Huling demon king.

Hearing this, the other demon kings had not yet spoken, when the Xuehu Yaowang down below roared angrily.

"I didn't do it; they're slandering me, I didn't do it."

In that case, isn't that admitting everything? The Xuehu Yaowang denies it, but I clearly did nothing.

However, this Huling demon king didn't say more, merely gave it a look, then immediately turned his head to speak to Qi Xiong.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Hmph, this time it'll be like this; if there's a next time, my human race will certainly not let it go."

"Leave."

Without further words, the demon kings, carrying the heavily wounded Black Tiger, as well as the Xuehu Yaowang, Golden Eagle, and the corpses of demon beasts littering the ground, turned and left.

"Ah, wait a moment, these corpses are ours................"

Watching the corpses being taken away, the Divine Sword Peak disciples immediately objected, but the demon kings paid no heed, collecting them in a few moments and vanishing from the spot.

As the demon kings departed, the Divine Sword Peak disciples were fit to cry but had no tears—what fine ingredients, wasted in the hands of those demon kings.

"Alright, Divine Sword Peak disciples will continue to garrison the Jinhai Yingdi, while Jade Maiden Peak disciples will return together to the sect."

Qi Xiong spoke up at this moment.

But the next second, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples all began to speak.

"Sect Master, I think the demon beasts won't let this go so easily; I think the Jinhai Yingdi needs disciples from both peaks to stay for safety, so I request to remain."

"Yes, these demon beasts are utterly vile; who knows what tricks they have behind them, letting us and Divine Sword Peak jointly garrison the Jinhai Yingdi to guard against accidents."

"Disciple earnestly requests that the Sect Master allow Jade Maiden Peak to continue garrisoning the Jinhai Yingdi."

"Jade Maiden Peak requests orders to continue garrisoning the Jinhai Yingdi."

Seeing each Jade Maiden Peak disciple unwilling to leave, Qi Xiong's mouth twitched as he shouted angrily.

"Nonsense, still not chaotic enough? Get on the ship immediately and roll back to the sect."

He still wanted to say more, but Bai Hua also spoke with a stern face.

"Still not obeying orders?"

"Yes."

Seeing the Peak Master say that, the disciples could only nod helplessly, and then each looked reluctantly at Ye Zhangqing.

That gaze was like looking at a scoundrel, full of resentment and grievance, giving Ye Zhangqing a whole head of Black Line.

The Jade Maiden Peak disciples reluctantly boarded the star vessel, while Hong Zun at this moment was searching around for something.

"Strange, where is that rebellious disciple? And where is little Zhangqing?"

He naturally hadn't forgotten Ye Zhangqing, but after searching around he found nothing; finally, he casually glanced into the formation and saw Xu Jie, at some unknown time, already pulling Ye Zhangqing into the formation, at that moment still waving at him.

"Rebellious disciple............."

Another surge of qi and blood rose, while Xu Jie inside the formation wore a beaming smile—how could I not have thought of this? So he early on pulled Ye Zhangqing, his junior brother, and ran into the formation.

"Hong Zun, you also come back with me."

Just as he was about to step forward, Qi Xiong's voice came over; hearing that, Hong Zun grinned and said.

"Senior Brother, I'm worried.............."

"What the hell are you worrying about? Get lost back."

Not giving Hong Zun a chance to speak, Qi Xiong directly shouted in anger; he really felt his lifespan burning madly, and as this Sect Master, he'd probably have to live a few hundred years less.

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Hong Zun could only turn his head and glare fiercely at Xu Jie, while this kid still waved goodbye.

Gritting his teeth, Hong Zun still honestly followed behind Qi Xiong and left.

"You little brat, wait for me."

Everyone left, and only the people of Divine Sword Peak remained inside the Jinhai Yingdi camp.

"Come on, come on, Ye Zhangqing, junior brother, Shī xiōng will take you to the Jinhai Yingdi camp."

"Don't look down on this Jinhai Yingdi camp just because it's a bit crude and can't compare to the Sect; here, this is truly where we can be masters of our own domain."

"Positions like Steward and Elder, especially the Master himself, can't even get in; so this year, we can do whatever we want—doesn't that feel great?"

Xu Jie, smiling, pulled Ye Zhangqing and walked into the Formation, saying excitedly.

With the matter settled, for the next year he can just lie back and eat; without those old fogeys, his three daily meals are basically guaranteed for Xu Jie.