Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

Shen Xuzi didn't speak, but simply nodded silently.

After all, what that old man with a youthful face and white hair said was actually true.

Tianjian Peak has always produced the most outstanding individuals, which is also related to the cultivation techniques practiced there.

The way of the sword can only be broken through in the face of life and death, so Heavenly Sword Peak recruits the most people, but the fewest of them survive.

Which family's disciples spend their days flirting with death? Aside from Tianjian Peak and a few other peaks, there probably aren't many.

"Our sect doesn't have many disciples; they're all in Tai'an City. Recently, we've been capturing demons and searching for their whereabouts."

“My sect’s disciples are all currently in seclusion, and they are all at a critical stage of breakthrough. Apart from a few Nascent Soul stage disciples, I can send them to the front if the sect leader needs them.”

This clearly shows that they don't want their most core disciples to go into battle, because only in this way can they preserve the life force of their peak.

If a peak has no disciples, then the leader is just a lone commander. How can he survive in the Yuan Tian Holy Sect? Who will listen to him?

If I ask someone to bring me a stool, I doubt anyone will come.

"That Elder Yanran..."

"I'm sorry, Sect Master, my Dao heart is shattered, and I'm prone to suspicion. I almost went insane again recently, so I have no choice. My disciples are all people I trust. If you transfer them, then I can only..."

This is using one's own physical and mental problems to scare others.

The other peaks gave the same explanation, and after going around in circles, very few people were willing to send disciples. Even those who were sent were the kind of disciples whose strength wouldn't be enough to carry the banner even if they went to the north.

"Sect Master, I have several Foundation Establishment stage disciples who can do odd jobs in the logistics department. I can accept a smaller share of the sect's rewards and subsidies..."

This is a typical example of someone who uses the outer sect disciples as errand boys to gain benefits from the sect.

Because if a disciple under an elder, whether from the inner or outer sect, is selected to go to the north to fight against demons, that elder will receive spiritual stones and resource subsidies from the sect.

Shen Xuzi wanted to lash out, but he couldn't, because the Yuan Tian Sheng Zong really didn't have many people left, and he couldn't force them to do anything.

"Sect Master, I have a good idea," the Vice Sect Master said first, seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate.

"What's a good idea?" Shen Xuzi asked, perking up his ears.

"We can send those people from the Yuan Tian Sheng Zong's cafeteria to fight!"

"Those people in the cafeteria?"

"Some of them even work part-time at the Righteous Path Alliance's canteen. Sect Master, you have no idea, the food they make is practically comparable to top-grade magic artifacts!"

Chapter 195 There's a mole inside!

"The food in my sect's dining hall is comparable to a top-grade magic weapon?"

This was something Shen Xuzi had never thought of, nor had he ever heard before.

Because he had been fasting for a long time, eating dew in the morning and qi in the evening, he hadn't experienced the feeling of eating food for a long time.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

"Do you have the actual item for me to see?"

"Uh, the cafeteria is closed, but in the evening, you can..."

Clang! Crack!

Something fell off the vice sect leader's body; it was a large, golden-brown pancake.

It was clearly a large pancake, but when it fell onto the hard floor, it made a sound like metal clashing against stone.

Shen Xuzi glanced at it, the vice sect leader glanced at it, and the other elders glanced at it as well.

"What is this flatbread...?"

Shen Xuzi waved his hand, rolled up the pancake, and then tapped it with his knuckles.

when!when!when!

When the knuckles were tapped on the flatbread, it produced a sound like metal clashing against stone.

The fact that such a large flatbread was so solid was unbelievable to Shen Xuzi.

So Shen Xuzi raised his palm and struck directly, but instead of striking, it produced a loud clang.

The loud clanging of metal was like striking a lump of steel, as if it were not a flatbread but a discus of iron.

"Did you take that bite?"

Shen Xuzi glanced at the crack in the cake and asked in confusion.

"I took the bite. I was hungry, so I ate a bite."

"Zhenlin, you're already at the Tribulation Transcending stage, how can you still be hungry?"

"The reaction is an instinctive bodily response; I've never stopped using this method since I started cultivating..."

The deputy sect leader, named Zhenlin, scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.

He was broad and stout, with a face as large as Maitreya Buddha's, and his earlobes were even more so.

Once he starts laughing, he looks incredibly goofy, showing a natural talent for comedic acting.

Click!

"It's really hard. How can you even eat this? How did you bite into it?"

Shen Xuzi took a bite and found that he couldn't bite it. He took a few more bites, but still couldn't bite it. So he stopped and asked.

"Just bite it with your teeth," Zhenlin said with a simple and honest smile.

"Wait, your teeth..." Shen Xuzi seemed to have noticed something and suddenly asked.

"My teeth?" Zhenlin was stunned for a moment, then grinned and showed a bright smile.

Shen Xuzi then noticed that Zhen Lin's teeth were actually gleaming with light.

"Hehe, it's coated with a layer of black gold on the outside, and I'm also someone who trains my muscles and bones, so these teeth can be considered a type of bone, right?"

I almost forgot, this guy practices martial arts divine skills. He's one of the very few people in the cultivation world who has entered the Dao through martial arts, so he's naturally different.

"Then take a bite and let me see."

Shen Xuzi handed the flatbread to Zhenlin, who quickly took it and took a bite.

After all, you can't refuse a pie offered by your boss.

The seemingly indestructible flatbread, in Zhenlin's mouth, was just like an ordinary flatbread, disappearing after a few chews.

The other elders stared in shock at Zhenlin, who was chewing on a flatbread.

How can you eat a pancake that's so hard?

"You have such good teeth?"

"Oh, I'm used to it. It's the same pancake that you, Sect Master, gave me. How could I not eat it?"

Zhenlin chuckled憨厚ly, his mouth full of chewed-up flatbread and filling.

Shen Xuzi began to doubt himself.

He was a man at the fifth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. Even if he didn't enter the Dao through martial arts and train his body physically, he had still gone through countless tribulations. Would his teeth be so fragile that he couldn't even eat a pancake?

There's only one possibility left.

This pancake is really not easy to eat.

However, this also indicates a major event.

Zhenlin's words are true; the people in the cafeteria are truly exceptional!

Shen Xuzi then asked, "Who is in charge of the Spirit Food Hall?"

An elder who wished to remain anonymous said from the crowd, "It's Elder Zhang Kefan!"

"Where is Elder Zhang Kefan?!"

"I'm here!"

A hand was raised, and Shen Xuzi looked in the direction of the raised hand and found that it belonged to a person with a bluish-purple face.

Good heavens, his face looks like a zombie's, like he's about to be buried.

Shen Xuzi was also startled by Zhang Kefan's expression.

Is this some kind of trendy new makeup look? It's so... bizarre.

"Elder Zhang, is that some kind of trendy makeup you're wearing? It looks rather strange..."

"Sect Master, that's not the case. Elder Zhang Kefan was poisoned. During the last Culinary God Competition, the tea he drank and the food he ate contained hundreds of kinds of poison!"

An elder nearby explained.

"He ingested hundreds of poisons? How could this be?"

"Alas, Sect Master, you are unaware of the truth. The Culinary God Competition has been infiltrated by demonic spies, and they are incredibly arrogant! Some of them even openly broke off relations and tried to kill Elder Zhang Kefan on the spot!"

The elder standing to the side spoke with a solemn expression.

"Is it really that serious?"

Shen Xuzi heard that there was a demonic spy in the culinary competition who wanted to poison them, but he didn't expect that someone would want to overturn the table on the spot, tear off the mask of civility, and directly carry out an assassination.

"Sect Master, don't panic. Although the situation was urgent, Elder Lu was there, so I was naturally safe and sound! Cough cough cough!"

As soon as Zhang Kefan finished speaking, he coughed heavily and then covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

When the handkerchief was removed, it was covered in black blood, and black blood was also flowing from the corner of his mouth, but Zhang Kefan still had a smile on his face.

But that smile looked so tragic that the elders standing nearby couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

How is this purplish-black complexion any different from that of a dead person?

It's an incredible miracle that they're still alive after all that.

Shen Xuzi couldn't help but ask again, "Elder Zhang, what about your body...?"

"Sect Master, do not panic. I was born with the Sacred Body of Evil Poison. It's just poison. As long as my Dao Heart is firm, it cannot harm me!"

Zhang Kefan raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, indicating that he had no problem at all.

"What is this, the Evil Poison Holy Body?"

"Sect Master, have you forgotten? Elder Zhang is born with a sacred body. As long as it is poison, it will absolutely not kill him. Unless his Dao heart is unstable, he will only be infinitely close to death, but he will never die."

"What do you mean?"

"All the poisons could only leave him with just one breath, but they could never completely kill him."

"So that's it."

Shen Xuzi nodded, already understanding.

So, if you're poisoned, you'll just be left with only a breath left and won't die.

"Trying to poison me won't be that easy!"

Zhang Kefan took out a bowl of thick, white, sesame-paste-like liquid from somewhere and drank it down in one gulp.

"What is that?"

"That's arsenic. Too much of it made it sticky."

"Why would you eat arsenic, Elder Zhang?"

"Because I'm in poor health, eating some arsenic helps to detoxify; it's called fighting poison with poison!"

"belch……!"

As he spoke, Zhang Kefan wiped the remaining white foam from the corner of his mouth and then let out a burp.

This is an unheard-of antidote method, but it's not so strange within the Yuan Tian Sheng Sect, is it?

"As expected of Elder Zhang!"

"Elder Zhang, I'd like to ask the people from our Spirit Food Hall..."

"I'm sorry, Sect Master, that's impossible."

“Without the Spirit Food Hall, the disciples will definitely protest, because they need the Spirit Food Hall to provide them with high-quality and inexpensive weapons... no, food.”

"But the situation at the front is critical right now. If we don't have anyone, then..."