Chapter 2156: They All Call Me Brother Flathead the King
Chapter 2156: Chapter 2156: They All Call Me Brother Flathead the King
"What poison? It doesn’t exist! You guys just don’t want me to hog this pot of soup, hmph!" Brother Flathead took a big gulp of soup, showing a disdainful smile to the crowd, and continued drinking, worried that others might try to take it from him.
The crowd was speechless, mouths agape.
Li Jiaojiao’s freshly brewed non-toxic broth was still sitting on the stove, untouched, while Brother Flathead was gulping down the pot of poisonous soup.
But...
Ignoring reminders from the crowd, Brother Flathead drank mouthful after mouthful, wanting more with each gulp, finishing the whole pot of soup in less than ten seconds.
"Hahaha, it’s truly sweet, tastes great."
Brother Flathead laughed loudly, then heavily smashed the black pot on the ground, "Someone, bring me more of this soup, ten pots, no, a hundred pots!"
The crowd was dumbfounded at his words.
Oh dear!
Not just one pot of poisonous soup, he wants a hundred pots – the amount of foam he’d puke could fill a pool, with enough to swim in!
The crowd couldn’t help but wildly ridicule inwardly.
"Truly worthy of Brother Flathead, reckless!"
Li Qiankun swallowed hard, unsure of what to say next. He was poisoned after just a bowl, yet Brother Flathead drank an entire pot...
He really didn’t know what would happen.
Furthermore.
Brother Flathead wasn’t satisfied, thinking one pot wasn’t enough, wanting a hundred!
"Sect Leader..."
Li Jiaojiao, Mo Ying, Wang Ping’an, Shi Lei, and other disciples all looked toward Ye Feng. They believed Brother Flathead would undoubtedly be poisoned soon, and only Ye Feng could save him.
"Let him experience some pain first..."
Ye Feng supported his forehead with one hand, speechless.
Brother Flathead is just like this, reckless!
"Mmm mmm..."
Soon, Brother Flathead, despite his strong physique, finally felt the effects, with golden stars quickly appearing before his eyes, making him dizzy and unable to stand steadily.
"What’s happening?"
"This pot of soup... really is poisonous?"
Brother Flathead widened his eyes, noticing his vision of Ye Feng and others gradually blur, replaced by his consciousness being dragged into an unusual fantasy space.
He saw a different scene:
With a crown on his head, he became the supreme king of the honey badger tribe, countless female honey badgers in various dresses coquettishly batting their eyes at him.
Some honey badgers were even massaging him.
Looking around.
He saw himself seated on the throne, countless armored honey badgers lying on the vast ground below, looking very valiant.
They were the warriors of the honey badger tribe.
And he was the supreme king of honey badgers, invincible across all times and spaces, Brother Flathead!
"Wahoo!"
"Rise, my beloved subjects!"
Brother Flathead excitedly stood from the throne, raising his two front paws proudly.
At this moment, he saw Ye Feng standing beside him.
"Sect Leader!"
Even in the illusion, Brother Flathead dared not act recklessly, showing great respect.
But, Ye Feng appeared utterly ingratiating.
"Congratulations to Brother Flathead for becoming the honey badger king. These honey badger consorts were invited by me; I wonder if King Brother Flathead is pleased?"
Ye Feng appeared very respectful.
Seeing this, Brother Flathead widened his eyes, laughing heartily, barely managing to pat Ye Feng’s shoulder with his paw from his throne.
"Little Ye, well done, I reward you a honey badger consort, hahaha..."
Brother Flathead was completely floating.
He was deeply trapped in the dream, unable to extricate himself.
In the outside, the real world.
Ye Feng and others surrounded Brother Flathead who had fallen to the ground, finding him holding Ye Feng’s leg, foaming at the mouth, muttering the words from his dream.
Everyone heard it, twitching at the corners of their mouths.
"Pfft!"
Someone first laughed out, despite being professionally trained not to laugh normally, couldn’t resist this time.
Because...
Brother Flathead wanted to reward Ye Feng with a honey badger!
Ye Feng stroked his chin, pondering for a while, before speaking seriously: "Increase the dosage!"
Li Jiaojiao was taken aback.
"You didn’t hear wrong, didn’t Brother Flathead say he wants to drink a hundred pots of soup? Let him have it!"
Ye Feng waved his sleeves.
Li Jiaojiao swallowed hard, then promptly did as told, creating another hundred pots of poisonous soup.
"Wow, smells so good, so good!"
Even deeply trapped in the soul’s dream, Brother Flathead could still smell the aromatic broth, immersing his entire being in a pot of soup, experiencing a "self-stew in a pot," taking a hot bath while drinking soup.
Everyone couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.
"I have recorded it..."
Fox Da Hong held a Shadow Recording Stone, quietly recording Brother Flathead’s embarrassing state.
The others were doing the same.
Even Ye Feng took out a Shadow Recording Stone.
Apart from Brother Flathead dreaming beautifully, everyone present was quietly documenting his dark history.
Half a day later.
Brother Flathead finished drinking a hundred pots of soup, triggering a mighty Heavenly Tribulation, breaking through to Six-turn Heavenly Venerable in his dream.
The crowd was shocked at the sight.
"You can break through like this?"
"No wonder the Sect Leader didn’t stop Brother Flathead; he knew the poisonous broth could help him break through."
The crowd was filled with admiration.
Ye Feng explained: "The broth is brewed with water from the Moon Reflection Divine Spring, Blood Essence Orb, special fungi, and other Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, causing soul chaos, but also forging the mind. Normally, people can’t withstand it, only Brother Flathead can. Thus, in his dream, he achieved mental elevation and breakthrough."
"So envious! Truly worthy of King Brother Flathead." Li Qiankun licked his lips.
High above.
Brother Flathead was enveloped by the Heavenly Tribulation, bewildered.
"Where are the consorts?"
"Where are my billion honey badger warriors?"
"Why are they all gone?"
"Where’s Dog Head Strategist Little Ye?"
Brother Flathead was struck by divine thunder, bewildered, finally realizing it was all a dream.
He lowered his head, looking toward the resting area.
Ye Feng was standing there, smiling at him.
Brother Flathead’s heart skipped a beat.
"I’m doomed! I even called Ye Feng ’Little Ye’, intending to reward him a honey badger consort. He won’t hold a grudge against me, right?"
Brother Flathead shrunk his neck.
He feared being struck by lightning, but he feared Ye Feng more!
"King Brother Flathead, safely transcend the tribulation." Ye Feng waved at Brother Flathead, smiling.
Hearing this, Brother Flathead felt awkward.
Recalling the dream’s ramblings, he felt Ye Feng might pound him, and Ye Feng calling him "King Brother Flathead" was too sarcastic.
"I’m doomed!"
"I shouldn’t have drunk that pot of poisonous soup!"
Brother Flathead lamented.
Several hours later.
The Heavenly Tribulation ended.
Brother Flathead had upgraded to Six-turn Heavenly Venerable, but he ran off with his tail between his legs.
"Don’t leave, come back."
Ye Feng reached out, grabbed Brother Flathead’s neck from a distance, and brought him back to the kitchen.
"Don’t stew me!"
Brother Flathead saw the large pot on the stove and was scared to death, thinking he was going to be stewed.
"Didn’t you just claim to be Brother Flathead the King? Why are you afraid now?" Ye Feng pointed at the white foam on the ground, "Look, it’s all spit out by you."
Brother Flathead looked embarrassed.
Imagine Brother Flathead, who has fought all his life, with an indomitable spirit, afraid of no one.
But alas, this person in front is Ye Feng!
The man who could easily defeat him decades ago, a nightmare of his life.
"I don’t mean to punish you."
Ye Feng crossed his arms, "The old broth was indeed toxic, but if your body can withstand it, it can temper your mind and help break through your cultivation level. You managed to break through, which is a good thing. As for what happened in your dream, it was due to the illusionary realm, I don’t blame you."
Upon hearing this, Brother Flathead breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Feng looked at the stove: "A new broth has just been prepared, it should be harmless."
Saying this, he scooped a bowl, savoring it carefully.
The taste was sweet, lingering in his mouth.
A subtle aura surged into his mind, refreshing his spirit, with the effect of refining the divine soul.
"Let me try it too."
Li Jiaojiao was the second to taste it, after all, she was the one who cooked the broth; if even the chef dared not taste it, how could others be invited to eat?
"Wow, it’s delicious!"
Just one sip made Li Jiaojiao feel pleasantly relaxed, and as she continued drinking, her divine soul was tempered and became increasingly stable.
Combined with the Mind Cultivation Tower, the effects were doubled.
"It’s really tasty."
"It can indeed refine the divine soul."
"Wow, Senior Sister Jiaojiao, you’re truly the Chef God of the Universe. Even after reaching the Origin of All Things, the broth you made has such miraculous effects."
Everyone drank the broth, amazed by its powerful effects, and praised it non-stop.
This made Li Jiaojiao blush.
Despite becoming Heavenly Venerable, she still felt shy when praised.
"Wow-ho!"
Brother Flathead secretly extended his finger, dipped a bit of the broth, licked it with his tongue, found it much tastier than the toxic old broth, and immediately got excited.
"I want to drink too."
He directly picked up the iron pot and gulped it down.
Seeing this, everyone’s mouth twitched, silently cursing Brother Flathead for being too domineering, occupying half the pot, truly a glutton, yet helpless against him.
"Jiaojiao, this new broth is good, in the future, specifically make it in the rest area of the Blood Moon Trial Ground. If a cultivator can withstand reaching this area, they can be rewarded with a pot of broth, enhancing the reputation."
Ye Feng instructed.
"Okay." Li Jiaojiao nodded.
Ye Feng added: "Moreover, if there are excess resources, make more similar broth and send it back to the sect, for those entering the Mind Cultivation Tower to drink three bowls first, doubling the effects."
"Does it truly have such an effect?"
Everyone was surprised.
Ye Feng nodded and said, "I’ve calculated it, the broth and Mind Cultivation Tower are a perfect match, could double your breakthrough speed. Furthermore, the foundation forged this way will be more solid."
Hearing this, everyone got excited.
"Alright, continue with your tasks, I will also go busy myself."
Ye Feng waved his hand, flew towards the mountain peak.
It didn’t take long.
Ye Feng reached the highest point of the Blood Moon Trial Ground.
Here, there was a platform with a diameter of ten thousand meters, surrounded by twelve blood-colored stone pillars, carved with four divine beast totems and various complicated patterns.
This place, the central hub of the formation.
Its name: Blood Slaughter Array.
If someone can reach here, defeat the blood essence creature and blood-colored ancient tree at the peak of Nine-Turn Heavenly Venerable, they can be transported to Misty Holy Sect for cultivation.
Currently, Misty Holy Sect is very famous.
On both east and west coasts of the 14 continents of Heavenly Sword Sea, many prodigies attempt to come to Misty Holy Sect for cultivation. As everyone knows, reaching the highest point of the Blood Moon Trial Ground allows for a period of cultivation in Misty Holy Sect, they get excited and rush towards Blood Moon Trial Ground.
In half a month.
Blood Moon Trial Ground’s flow increased significantly.
Previously, only ten thousand people reached the foot of Blood Moon City daily, now, over a hundred thousand enter, paying large fees.
This earned Misty Holy Sect quite a bit.
Atop the peak.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
In his hand, there was a spirit talisman.
This is the token for Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb.
Only with this token could one enter the tomb.
Last year, there was only one token for Annihilation Dao Venerable, auctioned at Soaring Sky City, bought by the naive Shenque City Young City Lord for seventy billion Origin Stones.
Later, the token fell into Miaoyin Square, and was exposed by the Ancestral Patriarch of Miaoyin Workshop.
Overnight, countless tokens were replicated.
Now, even Ye Feng had one.
Looking at the spirit talisman in his palm, he noticed the light on its surface gradually brightening.
This indicated the tomb was about to open.
"It seems next month, the tomb will open, I want to see if Annihilation Dao Venerable is really dead."
Ye Feng clutched the spirit talisman.
Swoosh!
A figure landed atop Blood Moon Trial Ground’s peak.
"Sect Leader, Annihilation Dao Venerable tomb’s token spirit talismans are lighting up, estimated the tomb is about to open. Are you planning to enter the tomb?"
Radiant Daoist arrived there.
He obtained a Nine-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaf, containing many insights, now mostly digested, only needing to go into closed-door cultivation to attempt breaking through to Dao Venerable.
Whether or not to enter Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb, doesn’t mean much.
"I plan to take a look," Ye Feng said.
"Alright, I’ll go too." Radiant Daoist had the Indelible Seal, not afraid of death, even knowing it’s a trap by Annihilation Dao Venerable, dared to go.
"All disciples with the Indelible Seal can also go to Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb for training."
Ye Feng said likewise.
"Alright, I’ll notify them now." Radiant Daoist nodded, began conveying the message.
It didn’t take long.
At least tens of thousands in Misty Holy Sect decided to go to Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb for training.
They all died once.
Thus, all were marked by the Realm Anchoring Stele of the Chaos Triple Realm Cosmos Cluster, undying and indestructible.
Mere Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb, they weren’t afraid.
"Wow-ho!"
Brother Flathead, afraid of nothing, said he also wanted to go to Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb.
Meanwhile, he was holding a gourd filled with toxic old broth, each sip felt exhilarating.
Bang!
Brother Flathead took a big gulp of toxic broth, then fell flat, limbs sprawled, foaming at the mouth, dreaming again about being "Brother Flathead the King."
Ye Feng passed by.
Seeing Brother Flathead’s unseemly appearance, he shook his head helplessly and walked away.
Eastern Nine Provinces of Heavenly Sword Sea.
Hearing Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb was about to open, everyone was eager to storm in.
Yunzhou.
At Shenque City Lord’s Mansion, Master of Miaoyin Pavilion and Shenque City Young City Lord were discussing matters.
[PS: This Chapter has over 4000 words, good morning!]