After taking care of the Yellow Sand Sword Sect, the Prime Devil Sect was recognized by the other major sects. They all thought that Lu Sheng was qualified to stand on equal footing with their entire sect.
No one was willing to admit that they were inferior to the Prime Devil Sect, but no one was willing to be the first to stand up and fight against the Prime Devil Sect.
After taking care of the Yellow Sand Sword Sect, Lu Sheng brought He Xiangzi back to the yard to wait for the result.
In the afternoon, he was bored in the yard, so he killed a wild goose with a stone, plucked its feathers, and boiled it into a big pot. He put a lot of medicinal pills he brought with him as spices and began to stew it.
The fat goose meat kept rolling in the pot, creating a milky white soup. The fragrance made He Xiangzi sniff uncontrollably.
She wasn't a foodie, but this pot of goose meat was really delicious. Just smelling it made her want to eat it.
"This pot of meat nourishes the kidney, improves eyesight, and nourishes the liver. The only downside is that it's a little strong. Ordinary people can't enjoy it." Lu Sheng chatted with He Xiangzi as he adjusted the fire.
"That … Junior Apprentice Brother … is it really okay outside?" He Xiangzi swallowed her saliva and glanced outside. Outside the Grace Garden, there were continuous sounds of fierce fighting. She didn't know who was fighting.
"It's okay. It won't be too late for us to go out after they finish fighting," Lu Sheng said casually.
"How confident!" Outside the gate of the Grace Garden, a figure suddenly flew in and landed.
"Smells good! Smells good, smells good, smells good! Little friend, hiding here alone to cook delicious food, not caring about fame and fortune. This is really the happiest thing in life! "
It was only after the figure landed on the ground that people could see his appearance clearly. It was an old Daoist with a kind face and white hair.
The Daoist's robe was dirty, and there were patches everywhere. His cloth shoes had two holes in them, and his big toes were protruding out.
"I was wondering why one of my wild geese suddenly went missing. Turns out it was hit by little friend here!" He rolled his eyes and walked closer with a smile.
"How did you know that the wild goose in my pot was raised by you?" Lu Sheng asked.
"Eh … there's a mark left by me on it. There are two moles on its butt!" The old Taoist pointed at the wild goose's butt that was rolling out of the pot.
"…"
"…"
Lu Sheng and He Xiangzi looked at each other speechlessly.
The meat was almost overcooked, and the skin was so mushy that nothing could be seen. Not to mention two moles, even if there were three or four moles, it would be impossible to see clearly. The soup that had melted from the pills was white, and it also dyed the messy skin and flesh a faint milky white.
Seeing that Lu Sheng and Li Xiandao were speechless, the old Taoist was instantly pleased.
"Hehe, it's fine if you want me to not pursue this matter. As long as you give me half of the soup, I promise I won't tell anyone! "
"Didn't you say that this is your wild goose?" He Xiangzi couldn't help but ask.
"Uh …" The old Taoist hurriedly covered his mouth.
"If you want to eat, then let's eat together." Lu Sheng also smiled and said casually.
"That's great!" The old Taoist hurriedly came over and sat by the fire.
Because there was no fire, Lu Sheng found dry firewood himself and set up a fire in the middle of the Grace Garden.
The three of them each took a big bowl, and each of them ate a bowl.
The old Taoist held the bowl of soup and carefully sniffed it. Immediately, an intoxicated look appeared on his face. After repeating this a few times, he slowly moved his mouth to the side of the bowl and lightly sucked.
The incomparably delicious soup with a strong medicinal aroma flowed into his mouth, as if it was the most supreme delicacy in the world.
At that moment, he no longer hesitated and gulped down more than half of the soup.
"Please add another bowl … What!???" The old Taoist turned his head and saw Lu Sheng scraping the bottom of the pot. He was instantly stunned.
"That's it!?!?" His face was ashen. The hand holding the big bowl couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Sheng looked at him strangely. He poured the last spoonful of meat soup into his mouth and swallowed it.
"What did you just say?"
"…" The old Taoist was speechless.
He Xiangzi snickered at the side.
She had already seen Lu Sheng's appetite. One meal was dozens of times more than others. It was not something ordinary people could imagine.
"He said he wanted another bowl." He Xiangzi explained to Lu Sheng in a low voice.
"Oh, old brother, you're too slow. Next time, I'll leave some for you." Lu Sheng put the big pot aside and rubbed his stomach.
The old Taoist looked at his flat stomach and let out a long sigh.
"I've always thought that I'm experienced and knowledgeable. But after seeing you today, I finally know that there's always someone better than you."
"Old brother, you're exaggerating. I don't have any other skills. I just have a big appetite." Lu Sheng laughed.
"Having a big appetite is also a skill." The old Taoist said seriously. "Forget it. Thank you for the meat soup today. We'll meet again if fate allows it." He stood up and sighed.
"Oh, goodbye, old brother." Lu Sheng waved his hand casually.
The old Taoist nodded, turned around, took two steps, and leaped out of the Grace Garden. Soon, he disappeared.
"This old Taoist should be from the Heaven Lotus School. This is the Jasper Palace after all." He Xiangzi guessed. "Maybe he's a senior from the Heaven Lotus School."
"Maybe." Lu Sheng looked at the pot in front of him. "Get ready. Someone is coming. If everything goes well, we can probably end the first stage of the internal conflict today and get out of the district."
"Ah?" He Xiangzi didn't understand, but then a heavy but not harsh knock came from the courtyard door.
Lu Sheng stood up and was about to open the door, but He Xiangzi rushed over and opened the door first.
"Junior Brother, you're the first seat. You should have the bearing and attitude of a first seat."
"Well … it doesn't matter," Lu Sheng said casually.
"This is about the image of the sect. It can't be delayed," He Xiangzi insisted. With that, she slowly opened the door.
Outside the door stood a tall, strong man with a spiked hammer in his hand.
"Sun Genesis Sect's Huang Sicheng, here to learn the secret arts of the Prime Devil Sect."
Behind Huang Sicheng were many disciples of the Ice Valley and the Alternate Cave Sect. Their first seat, Li Xiuying, and a cold and arrogant woman from the Alternate Cave Sect stood apart, looking at them expectantly.
Perhaps the two were hoping that Lu Sheng and Huang Sicheng would fight to the death, so that they could take advantage of the situation.
Huang Sicheng defeated Li Xiuying of the Ice Valley and overpowered the Alternate Cave Sect, who had lost their first seat. After all, he was not willing to give up the position of the number one expert without even trying, so he came to the Prime Devil Sect.
During the time between Lu Sheng's fight and lunch at noon, the rumor that an expert had appeared in the Prime Devil Sect had spread.
Many sects in the lower three grades had begun to collect information about Lu Sheng's situation. There were also some sects who didn't care. No matter how strong the Prime Devil Sect was, there were only two people.
But no matter what the other sects thought, Huang Sicheng had to try to fight with Lu Sheng. Otherwise, the first place in this division would most likely belong to the other party.
After all, all the other sects, including him, had lost. The Sun Genesis Sect he belonged to lost two but won nine. This was the best result he could achieve.
The Ice Valley won seven.
The Yellow Sand Sword Sect won five.
The people from the Alternate Cave Sect won three rounds.
Although in theory, the disciples of each sect could be qualified for five challenges, because the number limit was not large, almost all the sects used this rule to carry out a siege strategy.
They let a large number of disciples challenge one person at the same time, so that they could form a siege.
In turn, the challenged side also sent a lot of people to deal with this situation. In this way, it became a big melee.
The side with fewer people suffered a big loss. Therefore, there was a limit on the number of people in the Union Competition. That was, those who had not passed the sect could not have more than 20 people.
In other words, it seemed that some sects had a lot of people, but many of them were brought together to cover up or to do logistics, so that people would not know who they were sending to fight. In this way, they could achieve the effect of concealing information.
But what made Huang Sicheng helpless was that facing the Prime Devil Sect in front of him.
He also thought of using more people to gang up on them, but he recalled the strength and speed of Lu Sheng. He felt that more people might not be useful.
On the contrary, it might be a hindrance to the elites who really left. Therefore, he chose three people to cooperate with him to deal with people like Lu Sheng.
"Brother Lu, is the Prime Devil Sect going to fight alone, or with He Xiangzi?" Huang Sicheng coughed a few times and asked knowingly.
He Xiangzi's injuries were serious, and he could tell at a glance that she could not fight. His question was purely a formality, to cover up his embarrassment.
After all, Fang Kaiyang's sect planned to gang up on Lu Sheng with four people. It would not be honorable if it got out.
"Just me." Lu Sheng stood up. "You've decided the winner?"
"Yes, only the Prime Devil Sect is left now." Huang Sicheng was a little embarrassed. "Please give me some pointers, Brother Lu, and show some mercy."
"Sure, sure." Lu Sheng smiled. "So this counts as you challenging me, right?"
Huang Sicheng nodded. The three people behind him were the strongest among the remaining disciples who could still fight. If they could not take down Lu Sheng this time, although it would not affect the overall situation much, their reputation would be ruined.
The Prime Devil Sect was strong, but each person only had the right to challenge five battles. If no one challenged them, they would at most win ten battles. The other sects had more disciples, so in the end, ten battles was not a lot.
But that was not what Huang Sicheng wanted. He wanted to win fair and square. And he would win with the title of the strongest first seat.
He looked at Lu Sheng, who was standing up, and took a deep breath.
"The Sun Genesis Sect has a secret art that can devour the marrow and blood of others. It kills without a trace. If Brother Lu can take this move, we are willing to admit defeat. "
"Oh, sure." Lu Sheng stood about a dozen steps away from Huang Sicheng.
"If that's the case, then I'll show you my skills." Huang Sicheng waved his hand, and the three people behind him dashed out, surrounding Lu Sheng at high speed.
He also mixed in with them. His footwork was not fast, but it was very frequent. He muttered an incantation, and faint golden spots of light began to spread from his body.
The spots of light on the four quickly increased in number and density, and started to fly towards Lu Sheng.
This secret art was called Flying Cry, and it was the strongest move of the Sun Genesis Sect's small-scale coordination formation. The same secret art could be used by several disciples at the same time, and the power would stack, making it extremely terrifying.
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