Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, not expecting the big-eyed fairy to say such a thing.

In the cultivation world, poaching from others or switching to another sect is a major taboo.

You couldn't tell from her tone whether she was being sincere or just saying it casually.

Regardless of the situation, Ye Feng had no intention of changing his allegiance.

Although he has not been in this world for long, he has already regarded the Shushan Sword Sect as his home.

There is a group of straightforward, genuine, and lovely people there.

There is a seemingly dignified senior brother who is actually somewhat eccentric yet feels exceptionally reliable.

There's a senior student named Xing Zuo who seems expressionless, but is actually very easy to get along with and has a great personality.

And then there are those nephews who never learn from their mistakes, who constantly slander themselves yet always defend them.

Although it's a bit poor, and not a first-class sect, and although it doesn't have a relatively large number of disciples.

But it's okay, I'll take action.

Smiling, she shook her head and declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Fairy, but I have no intention of leaving the Shu Mountain Sword Sect."

The Peony Fairy didn't speak again, as if those words had never been uttered.

...

...

I slowly awoke from my drunken stupor.

Not only did I not feel any discomfort, but I also felt refreshed and comfortable all over.

He stretched and then walked out of the room.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw the others opening their doors just as well.

The group of people were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

When Ye Feng saw that they had all come out, he immediately invited them over to drink millet porridge.

The group didn't feel hungry at first, but when they picked up their bowls and smelled the fragrant aroma...

A thunderous sound came from my stomach.

Xiushui Jushi touched his belly and sighed, "I have never felt this way in a thousand years. It is a truly novel experience."

This prompted several others to chime in.

Ye Feng suggested from the side, "You guys should contact your sect first."

The diners then realized that they hadn't contacted the sect disciples all night.

The group took out jade slips and began contacting their disciples.

One reason was to let everyone know they were safe, and the other was to make arrangements for other matters.

Xiushui Jushi was also contacting people from the sect.

"I'm safe and sound here, don't worry. What? Is it that urgent? Then I'll go back... You can make your own arrangements."

The hermit of Xiushui originally intended to return to the sect to make some arrangements, since the matter seemed to be quite urgent.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a golden-yellow food.

Then I realized that the matter wasn't as urgent as I had imagined.

Ye Feng took out a strainer and scooped the fried dough sticks and chive dumplings out of the oil.

The golden-brown fried dough sticks and chive pancakes exude a unique aroma of flour.

This can be considered a game-changer in the breakfast world.

He hadn't planned to do any of this this morning.

After all, the Guiyi Sect has already regained some of its ground.

But thinking about Zhu Yunshan's face yesterday...

It's true that if you take a step back, you'll get angrier the more you think about it; if you endure it for a while, you'll feel like you've lost out.

Although your attack did not harm me, that is not a reason for me not to fight back.

So, Ye Feng decided to stop being human again.

Fried dough sticks might be a little better.

Who can resist these golden-brown and fragrant chive dumplings fresh out of the pan?

The outer skin is golden and crispy, while the inner skin is as soft as white clouds and as thin as a cicada's wing.

The filling consists of the first batch of chives in spring, plus free-range chicken eggs.

Dried shrimp is added to enhance the flavor.

Everyone who comes here must fall at its feet!

Master Zui Fengchen and his companions were completely absorbed in the delicious food.

Anyway, there aren't many disciples he's trained, and their senior brother can still manage things.

There's no need to take the lead in everything yourself.

After working tirelessly for the sect for over a thousand years, it's not a problem to treat yourself to something good, right?

Regardless of what others think, Ye Feng believes there's absolutely no problem.

Therefore, in order to better reward those who have made great contributions to their respective sects.

He also showcased all sorts of his unique skills.

What? We have to leave after eating the chive dumplings?

What am I going to do with this huge pot of braised mutton?

What? The sect has an urgent matter to attend to?

Then wouldn't all my sweet and sour pork ribs, boiled sliced ​​pork, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, twice-cooked pork, poached chicken, squirrel-shaped mandarin fish... be wasted?

What? We have to leave? The sect members are all frantic?

Call him over here!

Why don't they try the braised sea cucumber with scallions, stir-fried double crisp, braised abalone in its shell, and moon-shaped dish that I just made?

So these people were forced to stay here for two days.

It wasn't until the night before the competition began that he reluctantly returned to Guiyi Sect.

After seeing everyone off, the people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect were extremely proud and elated.

Zhao Xing said to Ye Feng excitedly, "Junior Uncle, you're amazing! Guiyi Sect has really lost face this time, hahaha."

Ye Feng looked at her with a serious expression and said, "Have you considered that in the upcoming competition, your opponent will go to great lengths to kill you?"

Zhao Xing's excited expression froze instantly.

That seems to make sense, doesn't it?

Having suffered such a huge loss in silence, the opponent will certainly not let it go in the ring.

Ye Feng said in a deep voice, "Therefore, in order to ensure your safety to the greatest extent, I have specially prepared something new for you."

After saying that, he took out several cups from the jade slip.

When Zhao Xing and the others saw that it was a cup, they were already scared out of their wits before they could even see what was inside!

After all, the drinks produced by Junior Uncle are all incredibly potent and unpalatable.

It's a total beverage killer!

Ye Feng clearly didn't want to diminish his reputation.

The cup that was taken out was filled with a grayish-green liquid.

It's the new culinary disaster – douzhi (fermented mung bean juice).

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Don't be fooled by its appearance and color. It can increase your absorption of spiritual energy by 10% for three days. This will be very helpful in the upcoming battle!"

Zhao Xing said with a sorrowful expression, "Junior Uncle! We already felt your care for us the day before yesterday! There's really no need for this, is there?"

"This is all for your own good! I will make sure you all return safely from this sect competition!"

Surprisingly, Ningyue did not refuse this time.

After walking up, he took the cup and drank it all without saying a word.

Although it's unclear whether Junior Uncle was taking the opportunity to retaliate, there was nothing wrong with what he said.

As the chief disciple of this group, I must do everything in my power to bring all of them back safely!

Qi Ye and the others were also quite shocked by Ning Yue's appearance.

They could naturally guess Ningyue's purpose in doing so.

They exchanged a glance, then took the cups and drank them down in one gulp.

It has a sour and pungent smell, and a slightly thick texture.

Even though their hearts were already filled with a sense of mission and pride.

But the peculiar smell still made me roll my eyes.

Then, inevitably, it failed miserably.

After settling everyone in, Jian Chen and Ye Feng had a private chat.

“You did the right thing just now. They’ve been emotionally unstable these past few days. It’s good to let them get some sleep.”

"I didn't think that much about it, it was just simple revenge."

Jian Chen laughed loudly, "You, you, you clearly meant well, but you insisted on playing the bad guy."

"Uncle-Master, are you confident about this competition?"

Jian Chen remained silent for a long time.

"We still have some confidence. This is the strongest lineup our Sword Sect has fielded since the start of the sect competition. We owe it all to you."

"Is it really impossible for the cultivation world to live in peace, and must it always be filled with fighting and killing?"

Jian Chen didn't say anything more, but patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said, "You're still young."