People's Joys and Sorrows Are Not Shared

The changes in the rankings quickly caused a stir across the three states, and almost simultaneously, gambling games were set up under the three stone tablets.

The Gu cultivator who still lived in Qing Zhou had already received the news. As soon as he saw the stall, he squeezed into the crowd and bet almost half of his fortune on the three words "Ten Thousand Daos Born".

Seeing such a large sum of Spirit Stone, the stall owner instinctively advised, "Fellow Daoist, are you really betting on Ten Thousand Daos Born? They haven't won first place in many years!"

The Gu cultivator, who had already made a fortune through Sang Ying, was completely unconcerned. "It's alright, I can afford to lose!"

Upon hearing this, the stall owner looked up, and the familiar cloak of the Gu cultivator came into his view.

Isn't this the black-clad man who pulled off the surprise attack and stole most of his Spirit Stone?!

Why is he joining in on this again?!

The stall owner inwardly groaned, even wanting to slap himself for having tried to persuade the other party earlier.

He swallowed back all his words and silently noted down the Spirit Stone given to the Gu cultivator.

After the Gu cultivator left, his stall instantly became a hot spot. Countless people rushed forward and bet large sums of Spirit Stone on the sects they favored.

This exclusive sect competition, a nationwide event, kicked off today.

Sang Ying and her companions were quite lucky; they were thrown into a dense forest as soon as they entered the small world.

Just then, a low-level Demon Beast crashed into them, Sang Ying naturally wouldn't let it go, so she immediately drew her sword and demanded the points.

This was a second-tier Demon Beast, obtainable for only two thousand points. As soon as the Demon Beast died, a number appeared out of thin air on the waist tokens of Ten Thousand Daos Born and the others.

"This thing didn't exist before we entered the small world; it seems to be something exclusive to this small world," Dong Fuzhu said, pointing to the waist token.

As soon as she finished speaking, other noises arose in the dense forest. As if attracted by the smell of blood, a large number of Demon Beast emerged from all directions, seemingly intending to surround them.

Sang Ying and the others were not afraid of battle, and they used all sorts of Law Artifact to meet the attacking Demon Beast head-on.

The battle lasted for an unknown amount of time. By the time Sang Ying and the others stopped, the dense forest was stained with blood, and the only thing that could be smelled in the air was the stench of blood.

"The Demon Beast have been driven back, we can't stay here any longer. Let's find a safe place to rest for a while," Sang Ying said, noticing the fatigue on everyone's faces.

Her suggestion was met with everyone's approval; after all, they had been playing for so long and were all exhausted.

Moreover, perhaps because they were in a small world, the cultivators, who had long since Grain Avoidance, surprisingly felt hungry.

But the strange thing is that they brought everything with them this time except food. The Taotie Gate did bring some ingredients, but it was definitely not enough to fill everyone's stomachs.

Sang Ying, the leader, frowned for a moment, then suddenly looked at the senior disciple of the Taotie Gate: "I wonder if this kind of Demon Beast is edible?"

The eldest disciple was stunned:??! What Demon Beast? What Demon Beast? That's something a human should say! When did Ten Thousand Daos Born start talking like this?!

He turned to look at the others in Ten Thousand Daos Born's group, trying to find a few normal people to persuade their leader to abandon this terrible idea.

To everyone's surprise, the group's first reaction was a row of thighs excitedly exclaiming, "That's right! How could we forget about the Demon Beast?! This place is overflowing with good ingredients!"

The eldest brother paused, finally understanding why Sang Ying was able to sit in the chief position—none of these people were normal!

They didn't understand the chef's anger; they only wanted to eat Demon Beast!

Fortunately, the Buddhist disciple standing nearby had already frowned, and the senior disciple of the Taotie Gate took the initiative to beckon this ally. "Fellow Jingshui seems to have some opinions on this."

The young Buddhist cultivator nodded, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he revealed his worries. "You all can eat Demon Beast to fill your bellies, but I am a Buddhist cultivator and cannot eat meat!"

Senior Brother: Is that the main point?! Okay, well, that counts as a main point.

At least it created an obstacle for Ten Thousand Daos Born and his group's crazy plan.

"Yes, Buddhist practitioners can't eat this!" he reluctantly agreed, hoping to dissuade them from their idea.

But the next second, the chef heard Dong Fuzhu speak, "Aren't there demonic plants in here too? Eating demonic plants isn't considered breaking the rules, is it?"

Upon hearing this, everyone praised her, "Senior Sister Dong is so clever! You managed to come up with such a brilliant idea!"

The head chef's eyes widened again: Don't tell me you're serious?!

He looked up at Jingshui, hoping to get a negative answer from him.

But Buddhism ultimately disappointed him.

After pondering for a moment, the beautiful Buddhist disciple nodded in agreement and said, "That makes sense. Let's try it as Fellow Daoist Sang suggested!"

As a result, everyone's attention once again focused on the senior chef, and even his junior brothers were no exception.

What's even more frightening is that his fellow students' faces were filled with eagerness to try!

The eldest brother shut up; the eldest brother was in despair.

The eldest disciple was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply, "Alright, I'll give it a try."

Hearing the cheers around him, he only felt exhausted.

Fortunately, the pot he brought into the small world this time was only his second favorite; otherwise, he would definitely have cried himself to death here!

To create a good cooking environment for the chefs, Sang Ying found a secluded and spacious cave.

After everyone was settled, she made sure to have people clean up the area around the cave.

Only after ensuring there was no danger did he lead the people back into the cave.

The cave was now filled with the rich aroma of meat. It was unclear what cooking methods the chefs had used, but the selected Demon Beast meat was now incredibly fragrant.

The pot of meat soup was golden and seemed to possess a subtle, Spiritual Qi.

The isolation array that had been set up beforehand firmly locked the scent inside the cave, preventing it from leaking out at all.

When Sang Ying and the others returned, the first thing they smelled was this scent.

The previously reluctant senior chef had completely changed his demeanor, and upon seeing Sang Ying, he greeted her warmly, "Fellow Daoist Sang, come and try our freshly made soup! Everyone who's had it says it's wonderful!"

Not only her, but Jingshui also received a warm welcome from the Buddhist monks. As soon as she sat down, a bowl was casually handed to her.

"Senior brother, quickly try this demon plant soup! It's just as good as meat soup!" a Buddhist cultivator urged repeatedly.

In front of him was a plate of bright green stir-fried wild herbs, which looked delicious.

The Buddhist cultivator swallowed a mouthful of stir-fried demonic plant, then a mouthful of demonic plant soup, and let out a comfortable sigh, "No wonder Senior Brother wanted to lead us on the same path as Ten Thousand Daos Born. These people really know how to enjoy themselves! Senior Brother is truly wise!"

Jingshui Yi Mo, who had just drunk the soup, said, "It wasn't because of that that I followed Sang Ying, but I still accepted the praise."

Another mouthful of thick soup was poured into their mouths, and everyone let out a low sigh in unison.

So this is what it's like to undergo trials in a small world! Ten days is nothing; they can stay here for a hundred days!

However, people's joys and sorrows are not shared. Just as Sang Ying and the others were enjoying peace and delicious food, Su Fuyun and the others got into big trouble because of a spirit medicine.

As Chi Yan led the group in an attempt to carve a path through the horde of Demon Beast, he raised his hand and slew a second-tier Demon Beast that lunged at him.

He turned to look at Su Fuyun, his eyes filled with disgust. "I will definitely inform the sect leader of what happened today!"

Su Fuyun turned her head away, pretending not to hear.

Want to file a complaint? You'd better be lucky enough to do so!

A note from the author:

Sorry everyone, my computer broke down. (Sparrow collapses and cries)

I typed this on my phone today, so it's so late to post it. Sorry, I'll be more punctual next time.

Love you all~ See you tomorrow