"Calm down, these alien races are tough and thick-skinned, cursing them alone definitely won't work."
Even at this point, the second brother still has the leisure to tell lame jokes, probably because he's afraid of being too sad!
Even those who weren't participating could sense the bloody and brutal aura emanating from the light shield. They wondered how the participants would fare. Those with weak mental fortitude might have their Dao hearts significantly affected by witnessing so much; whether they could even survive was uncertain.
The first round of the competition lasted for three whole days, leaving behind countless bloodshed, corpses, and pieces of flesh. The survival rate of only one in a hundred instilled a resolute determination in those who survived.
Ye Xiruo knew that everyone had successfully passed the first round of the competition. She did not expect that Yi Ruowu, who was at the bottom of the initial stage of the Nascent Soul realm, would also pass the first round by sheer luck.
After the first round, the second round began. Of course, it was a halftime break. The Heavenly Ranking Competition was quite humane; although the rest period was only one day, which was almost useless for some seriously injured people, it still helped to relax their minds a lot.
One of the rules of the Heavenly Pride Monument is that during the halftime break, players cannot attack each other; otherwise, they will be eliminated.
Therefore, even though humans and alien races are mortal enemies, both sides held back and each occupied a small hill to begin their rest.
The senior disciples, Xiu Qi, Shangguan Ling, and Su Shaxuan, who had been in the market earlier, had already recovered their true energy. Those who had just finished fighting sat down, swallowed pills, and began to recover.
During the competition, they didn't have time to think about it, but now that the competition was over, the three of them—Senior Brother, Seventh Brother, and Master—gathered together. Zishu took out a roasted beggar's chicken from his spatial storage and started eating. Master took out a bottle of high-grade spiritual wine and began drinking it with noble and elegant movements.
Brother Xiu Qi took out a handful of pills and calmly began to take them.
"I don't seem to remember you being injured," Zishu said, puzzled.
"Being prepared is always better than being caught off guard."
"Use it sparingly, there are still two games left."
"I understand." After taking the pills, Xiu Qiyu took out a stack of scallion and egg pancakes and started eating.
Give me two.
"No, these are fortune cookies that Xiao Yezi made especially for me." Xiu Qiyu refused without blushing.
Before she could even finish speaking, Jingli took three scallion and egg pancakes, took one for herself, and handed two to Zishu. It was so fast that she didn't even have time to react.
"Thank you, Master." Zishu happily accepted the cake and ate it with the beggar's chicken.
Xiu Qiyu: "..." Indeed, he had nothing to say.
"The image of the Pill King Hall, the image of Master, Senior Brother, and Xiu Qiyu are all ruined now."
"Is it really that exaggerated? Food is the most important thing for people. It's just two pancakes, isn't it?"
"What kind of occasion is this? The Heavenly Ranking Competition, the Heavenly Ranking Competition that the whole world is watching! While everyone else is meditating and recovering, the three great gods of our Pill King Palace are having a feast here!" Si Hao became more and more excited as he spoke, his face turning red. It was hard to tell whether he was angry or envious.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Xiruo took out a stack of scallion and egg pancakes from her spatial storage: "I still have some here, you don't need to be envious, they're all freshly made and still warm."
It seems my junior sister has missed the point; Si Hao is on the verge of tears.
That's not what I meant.
"Then what do you mean?" Ye Xiruo was confused. Did she want to eat beggar's chicken again? She really didn't have any.
Stared at by Ye Xiruo's strange gaze, Si Hao reluctantly took the egg pancake, took two bites, and thought, "Food, isn't it just that? Why are my senior brother and junior sister so obsessed with food?"
Si Hao took a bite, and the taste was quite good. This egg must be a high-quality spirit egg, and this wasn't just scallion, but a third-grade spirit herb with the same aroma as scallions. The egg pancake also contained a meat sauce made from demonic beast meat, paired with homemade sauce. It was indeed a rare delicacy. Si Hao quickly forgot about talking and began to concentrate on eating the egg pancake.
After finishing an egg pancake, Si Hao discovered that his true energy seemed to have increased a tiny bit. Although it was very small, it was still quite remarkable.
"Did Zhang Quan make these cakes?"
"No, Master Zhang is still in seclusion. I made it myself. How is it? It tastes pretty good, right?"
Si Hao's eyes darkened. It was a real pity that his junior sister's talent wasn't used to become a spiritual chef. She could make such a variety of dishes out of an ordinary egg pancake. No wonder Master, Senior Brother, and Xiu Qiyu were eating it without any regard for their image.
If Ye Xiruo knew what Si Hao was thinking, she would definitely purse her lips. What kind of delicacy is this? You should know that the Snow Mountain Cold Fish is the ultimate delicacy in the world, but unfortunately, most people can't eat it.
Zishu tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Xiu Qiyu, saying without any preamble, "Junior Sister grilled this."
Xiu Qiyu indeed took the chicken leg and silently began to eat it.
Fortunately, Master's image as a mainland beauty hadn't completely collapsed. She simply ate a single egg pancake with a noble and elegant, almost poetic, grace, before stopping to continue drinking her spiritual wine. Compared to the two opposite her, who were eating roast chicken and egg pancakes in quick succession, she couldn't be more graceful.
Finally, the two finished eating and began to close their eyes to rest and digest what they had gained over the past three days. After all, although they were powerful, there were many talented people gathered here, and they could learn some martial arts essence from them and incorporate it into their own swordsmanship.
Jing Li squinted, the crystal cup in her hand shimmering in the sunlight. The spirit wine inside exuded a wonderful aroma. Her master had a set of these different cups, each a magical artifact. If the cup were filled to the brim, it would require at least three jars of spirit wine. Her master wasn't a heavy drinker, but simply someone who savored wine; most of the time, he was just posing with the cup. This was something Ye Xiruo had discovered by chance.
After the first round of fierce competition, the second round will likely be even more intense, so continuously improving one's own strength is of paramount importance.
Si Hao had unknowingly finished all the scallion and egg pancakes outside, and was still a little unsatisfied.
"Junior Sister, why don't we go back and rest for a while? We still have a day to rest anyway."
"Alright." Let's get some rest and focus on the second and third rounds; that's where the real action begins."
Many people who were closely following the game made the same choice: go home, eat and drink their fill, and sleep until they felt refreshed.
Ye Xiruo never expected that at this time, Senior Brother Zhiyi and Hua Rong would actually come to visit.
"Little Yezi, long time no see. You're still only at the Golden Core stage." He was prepared to be utterly crushed by this. Thank goodness…
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