Chapter 954: Wu Shou Returns

Besides helping out, the four Yun Xiantai brothers didn't believe a word of what Shi Qingfeng and Hua Mo Xue said—eating is just eating.

Oh right, on the way here we picked up some ingredients along the way.

Seeing the four from Yun Xiantai silent, Shi Qingfeng hurriedly said it was embarrassing to come empty-handed, so they also brought some ingredients along.

It goes without saying, this is enough to piss off the Demon Race.

You damn Human Race, aren't you done yet? One after another, you keep coming—do you think my Demon Race is your backyard?

Seeing that, the four from Yun Xiantai could only nod.

Alright.

Hehe, thanks Brother Yun—what about those disciples traveling with us?

How many people?

Not many, not many.

Then let's all come together.

I thought Shi Qingfeng and Hua Mo Yun wouldn't bring many people, but when they actually arrived at Dao Yi Shengdi, the four from Yun Xiantai were stunned.

Damn, there were actually fifty or sixty thousand people.

You damn well call this 'not many'?

Not many—we have a million disciples in Yunluo Sacred Land.

"You.............."

Seeing this made the Yun Xiantai brothers' mouths twitch, but once said, the words can't be taken back.

Ah, so comfortable, we can eat again.

I damn well only got this chance after offering a ten-thousand-year spiritual fruit to the Elder.

Who isn't?

This time we gotta eat enough to break even.

But I heard that getting a meal at Dao Yi Shengdi requires competing for slots.

Then let's grab them—no one can stop me from chowing down.

At this moment, the disciples of Yunluo Sacred Land and Yaochi Sacred Land were excited.

Dao Yi Shengdi doesn't realize how fierce the competition between the two great holy lands is for such an opportunity.

To obtain such an opportunity, countless disciples have exhausted every method and means, barely managing to get it.

Early the next morning, at breakfast time, when the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi rushed to the canteen, looking around, everyone was stunned.

Damn, how are there so many disciples from Yunluo Sacred Land and Yaochi Sacred Land?

Given previous incidents, the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi immediately sensed something wrong and hurriedly asked.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Oh, we're here to help you defend against the Demon Race.

Help us? Then what are you doing...........?

Just waiting to eat.

This is the canteen of Dao Yi Shengdi.

I know, I know, so I'll follow Dao Yi Shengdi's requirements.

Huh???

Out of nowhere, fifty or sixty thousand extra people appeared, and the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi's mood instantly soured—now they not only have to compete with their fellow sect members, but also with disciples from other holy lands? Do they have to be this cutthroat?

Don't worry, we know—only body techniques and control-type techniques are allowed, no external aids, right?

Yeah, right on your head.

Soon, as breakfast time arrived, a fierce scramble broke out.

Faced with suddenly fifty or sixty thousand extra competitors, the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi also went all out.

But as soon as they clashed, they realized something was off—these people's body techniques and control-type techniques just didn't work.

Even those at the Perfection Realm are rare, let alone the Transformation Realm.

This is also normal—after all, which sect would be crazy enough to have almost everyone master Transformation Realm body techniques like Dao Yi Shengdi?

With such extreme restrictions, and with their cultivation practice insufficient, the disciples of the two great holy lands are no match for those of Dao Yi Shengdi.

That's it?

You dare bring out a Great Accomplishment-level body technique to show off?

Haha, I overthought it, I overthought it.

This meal is still mine.

The disciples of Yunluo Sacred Land and Yaochi Sacred Land, who had been full of confidence and thought they'd eat right away, were instantly stunned.

Damn, the gap is this huge?

Their control-type techniques simply couldn't control the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi; meanwhile, the latter could control one with perfect precision, not a hint of bias.

Damn it, I won't accept it.

Ah, my meal.

Without so many restrictions, the disciples of the two great holy lands would still have a fighting chance, but being limited to body techniques and control-type techniques makes it completely different.

In that breakfast, aside from the two Great Emperor Old Ancestors Shi Qingfeng and Hua Mo Yun, no one from Yunluo Sacred Land or Yaochi Sacred Land managed to grab a spot.

From the Great Saint Elder down to ordinary disciples, everyone lost.

Ah, Brother Shi, it looks like your Yunluo Sacred Land still needs more training.

During the meal, Yun Xiantai smiled and said to Shi Qingfeng, while Shi Qingfeng and Hua Mo Yun wore complex expressions—really, the whole army was wiped out, not a single survivor?

Wasn't it said that disciples from Yunluo Sacred Land and Yaochi Sacred Land were coming to eat today?

Even inside the canteen, Ye Zhangqing looked around doubtfully, and he didn't see a single disciple from the Cloud Luo Holy Land or the Jade Pool Holy Land.

This is strange; Yu Mo had come specially before the meal to tell him something, but why is nobody here? Could it be they don't want to eat?

Ye Zhangqing didn't know that at this moment, the disciples and Elders of the Cloud Luo Holy Land and the Jade Pool Holy Land were tightly controlled outside the canteen by the Dao Yi Shengdi's restraining technique, fuming and letting out long cries to the sky.

The meal was right in front of them, but they damn well couldn't eat it—it was enough to make someone die of anger.

"Damn it, damn it; I've roamed the world all my life, when have I ever suffered such humiliation?"

Some of the elderly Great Saint Elders couldn't help but wail bitterly.

After breakfast, the disciples of the two great holy lands left with their heads hung low.

And the people of Dao Yi Shengdi also began their day of Xiūliàn in an orderly manner.

For now, opening the Demon Cave still takes some time; people from all sects have returned one after another, and within the Undying Race's territory only a necessary few remain, mainly to monitor the Demon Cave.

Just when Dao Yi Shengdi was enjoying a moment of peace, Wu Shou finally returned with his team from Dongzhou.

Along the way, Wu Shou can be said to have tried every method; not only Dongzhou, but he even went to the damn Xizhou Fomen as well.

He also fought several battles against those bald donkeys of the Fomen.

But from start to finish, he found no trace of his master Shīzūn.

"Senior Brother."

"Huh? Junior Brother is back?"

Inside the main hall, upon seeing Wu Shou, Qi Xiong rose excitedly, while Wu Shou said with an unwilling expression.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother is incapable; I failed to find the master's remains, I…"

Seeing Wu Shou's self‑blaming look, Qi Xiong stared for a moment, then fell into silence.

Yeah, earlier I had sent the second junior brother to investigate the master's remains, but back then I still didn't know the master wasn't dead.

How did I forget about that?

But seeing Wu Shou so devout, Qi Xiong didn't know what to say for a moment; looking at his travel‑worn appearance, it was obvious he had suffered a lot on the way.

If we tell him the master isn't dead, can he accept it? He won't explode on the spot, will he?

After thinking, Qi Xiong still planned to gradually tell Wu Shou, giving him a process to accept it; with that thought, Qi Xiong patted Wu Shou's shoulder with a concerned expression and said.

"Junior Brother, don't be too hard on yourself; just do your best."