Chapter 980

The Formation Sect Alliance Elder completely overturned the worldview of Yun Xiantai and the others.

Yun Xiantai, who considered himself not much of a Hǎo rén, had at least not spared Qi Xiong and the other disciples from being tricked, but compared to the Formation Sect Alliance Elder, what was that?

After taking the Formation Disk, the Formation Sect Alliance Elder finally left satisfied, having another meal; the taste of the Demon God's ingredients was truly addictive, making one unable to stop.

Just as the Formation Sect Alliance Elder had stepped out of the courtyard, the Pill Master Alliance Elder, Talisman Master Alliance Elder, and Artifact Master Alliance Elder — the three elders — immediately surrounded him.

"You old coot, where did you get so many saint-grade Formation Disks?"

"Exactly."

"These have been accumulated over the years."

"Accumulated? You old thing, you must have embezzled them!"

"How dare you speak like that? I'm the Formation Sect Alliance Elder; how could that be called greed?"

The three elders were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred; they also wanted to eat the Demon God's ingredients, but they no longer had any saint-grade pills, talisman seals, or artifacts on them.

Watching the Formation Sect Alliance Elder eat bite after bite made the three of them drool uncontrollably.

Seeing that old fellow's smug expression, the three elders returned to their respective alliances with mixed feelings.

We're all elders, so why can he eat but we can't?

After the Pill Master Alliance Elder Meng Hui Chun returned to the Pill Master Alliance's base, he pondered alone for half a day, then gritted his teeth and brought out a batch of saint-grade pills.

The Pill Master Alliance naturally had reserves of upgrade-grade pills, but Meng Hui Chun was different from that old bastard.

That guy was just lining his own pockets, whereas Meng Hui Chun had always been clean and upright.

But now, he couldn't hold back.

The taste of the Demon God's ingredients was simply mouth-watering; just thinking about it was unbearable.

After being an elder all his life, couldn't he finally enjoy himself?

Besides, he had devoted so much effort to the Pill Master Alliance his whole life, refining countless saint-grade pills; taking out a batch to have a meal was hardly excessive.

Just one meal.

Thinking that, Meng Hui Chun turned back again and found Yun Xiantai and the others.

"You also want to reserve a portion?"

"Not bad, I have saint-grade pills."

"Huh???"

This guy also came; upon hearing that, Yun Xiantai and the others thought it over, didn't refuse, accepted the pills, and agreed to Meng Hui Chun's request.

But then afterward, the Talisman Master Alliance Elder and the Artifact Master Alliance Elder also returned one after another.

And they each brought saint-grade talisman seals and artifacts; good grief, these four alliance elders have truly gone mad.

Even if Yun Xiantai and the others refused to accept them, the two would not back down, adopting an attitude of 'If you don't take them, I'm not leaving today.'

No choice; Yun Xiantai and the others could only accept the saint-grade pills, talisman seals, and artifacts sent by the three senior elders under them.

Originally intending to just have one more meal and then stop.

But this stuff is practically addictive; you can't resist it.

After obtaining another Demon God ingredient once more, Meng Hui Chun and the two others, having eaten their fill, hesitated little, returned to their respective alliances, and procured another batch of saint-grade pills, talisman seals, and artifacts.

The elders of the four alliances had completely gone mad from eating.

However, the ones suffering the most were their subordinates, the alliance chiefs.

The previously stored saint-grade formation disks, pills, and the like were obviously not enough to last many uses.

As a series of fierce battles ensued, the demon race kept sending reinforcements, yet the Demon God's casualties kept rising; by the end, basically every battle saw a Demon God fall.

This left the demon race dumbfounded, but at the same time, the alliance chiefs of the four alliances were also dumbfounded.

"Elder, I............ could I possibly eat one less meal?"

Within the Formation Sect Alliance, the alliance chief looked at the elder with a pitiful expression and said.

Since half a month ago, when the elder's supplies ran out, they haven't rested at all.

Every day they were either refining saint-grade formations or refining saint-grade formations.

Refining saint-grade formations is inherently extremely draining on one's spirit; after prolonged high-intensity refinement, the three alliance chiefs felt they were about to suffer mental exhaustion.

Yet the elder, on the other hand, was as if he'd been injected with chicken blood.

Not only was he himself personally refining, but he also constantly supervised them, not allowing them to slack off.

But the food is yours to eat, while our lives are at stake; this is rather unfair.

Upon hearing this, the Formation Sect Alliance Elder's face immediately darkened, and he snorted coldly.

"Don't you see I'm here too? If you can't endure this little hardship, how will you ever bear the burden of my Formation Sect Alliance?"

"Elder, does that have anything to do with it?"

"How could it be unrelated? As the saying goes, only by enduring the bitterest hardships can one become a person above others; cut the chatter and start refining for me."

"I............."

"Elder, please, just be human."

The three alliance chiefs looked deathly pale; we're alliance chiefs, after all—can't we have some basic human rights?

It's not just the Formation Sect Alliance; the Pill Master, Talisman Master, and Artifact Master alliances are in the same situation.

The four elders all acted like they'd gone mad, as if they couldn't bear to miss a single meal of the Demon God's ingredients.

Moreover, in order to hunt the Demon God, the demand for saint-grade formation disks, talisman seals, pills, and artifacts is indeed substantial.

So far, being this fortunate is entirely thanks to not sparing any consumption of these precious items.

Almost a month had passed, but Meng Hui Chun and the others finally had a change of heart, giving their elder a day off; when they walked out of the compound, passersby seeing them were instantly startled.

"Damn, who is that?"

All that could be seen were three individuals with ashen faces, lifeless eyes, looking extremely aged, walking out with a feeble gait.

It directly left the passersby dumbfounded.

This is probably not long for this world, huh.

Besides, in the Pill Master Alliance, an elder soon stepped forward to ask.

"Fellow Daoist, are you okay? Let this old man take a look."

Even their own alliance master couldn't help but come; hearing this, the three alliance masters let out a cold snort and said.

"Get lost, look carefully, I am the alliance master."

Huh???

Upon hearing that, the elders finally took a good look—goodness, in less than a month, how did the three alliance masters end up like this?

Feeling like I won't live many more days—this must be because some witch drained my yang to supplement her yin?

It's practically like a living corpse, as if having suffered the abuse of a cripple.

Looking at the three alliance masters with vacant eyes, the elders, while doubtful, also expressed concern.

"Alliance master, you... how did you end up like this?"

"Heh, try non-stop refining a saint-level pill for a month."

Huh???

Over the past month or so, the three really didn't rest at all—Meng Hui Chun was practically pumped up like they'd taken chicken blood, accompanying them by day and by night.

Aside from meal times, the rest of the time the three were refining pills.

Moreover, Meng Hui Chun even didn't hesitate to contribute their own raw materials, various high-grade spiritual herbs needed.

Their goal was just to get a taste of demon god ingredients.

Crazy, simply crazy—this day, seeing they could barely hold on, gave them a day off; as for Meng Hui Chun themselves, they were still refining pills in the room.