Chapter 2653 - 2651: Disciple Mutual Aid

Chapter 2653: Chapter 2651: Disciple Mutual Aid

Er Lang the Divine Lord was completely stunned by the scene before him. Looking at these gigantic steel beasts, he felt his head go a bit blank.

The five Little Kirins came over and all saluted him. "Divine Monarch, we are the commanders of this Liangshan Island reinforcement force. From now on we’ll all follow your orders."

Er Lang the Divine Lord clasped his hands in return. "Gentlemen, may I ask, what kind of Magical Treasures are these things? Were they refined by the Emperor?"

The five Little Kirins looked at each other and burst out laughing. "It’s a long story. This is called science. The Emperor can come inside with us and take a look!"

They led Er Lang the Divine Lord into the command ship and introduced things to him. "Human civilization has developed to the present and split into two branches. One is the traditional Cultivation civilization, the other is the modern technological civilization. The true meaning of technological civilization is to let ordinary people also be able to mobilize all kinds of energies between Heaven and Earth, and use machines to perform the methods of Immortals."

Er Lang the Divine Lord looked around at the various glowing operating systems inside, pondering for a while. "If ordinary people all have the methods of Immortals, then what will they need us Immortals for in the future?"

The Little Kirin laughed loudly. "Divine Monarch, you’re overthinking it. What I’m talking about is a scientific civilization that operates in spaces where Spiritual Energy has dried up. Because people cannot normally absorb and refine the energies of Heaven and Earth, they can only rely on machines. In the Immortal Realm, technological civilization is merely a tool, like the Magical Treasures in our hands, not something meant to replace us."

Er Lang the Divine Lord said, "No wonder in many places in the Human Realm they don’t revere Heaven, Earth, and Immortals. So scientific civilization can turn them into Immortals."

"That’s the idea!"

The five Little Kirins all smiled, thinking to themselves that Er Lang the Divine Lord was actually pretty quick at accepting new things.

After the million Demon Soldiers of Liangshan Island all marched out to war, the island suddenly became much quieter.

Across the whole island, only those half-grown kids were left.

At mealtime, Lin Shanshan came over to complain to Long Fei, saying that all the kitchen cooks had taken their gear and gone to the front line.

Long Fei chuckled. "If the cooks aren’t here, then I’ll cook for everyone today."

He got up and went to the kitchen, personally starting to cook for the young Disciples on the island.

Lin Shanshan felt embarrassed watching this and called over the Little Kirins’ wives and some female Disciples to help out.

Those on the island who had a certain Cultivation Level could enter Grain Avoidance and only needed to take some Pills each month.

But these young Disciples’ bodies were just developing. If they only took Pills all the time, it would cause side effects.

Right now the safest way for them to get nutrition was from food.

The island’s rice, flour, and vegetables were all grown from land they had reclaimed themselves.

The rice was crystal clear, rich in Essential Qi, feeling like tiny gemstones in one’s hand.

Long Fei personally went to the back and picked out a wild boar to slaughter, making a big pot of braised pork for everyone.

Because meat contains many impurities and is not as pure as vegetables.

So Lin Yingying had set a rule that these young Disciples could only eat meat once a month.

This pot of braised pork came half a month after the last time they’d had it.

As soon as Long Fei put the meat into the pot to stir-fry, a strong aroma of meat spread out, making the Disciples who were still in class all cry out in hunger.

Today’s lesson on the Heavenly Punishment Five Thunder Law was being taught by Gongsun Zhi, heir to the Gongsun Family.

She looked at this bunch of little brats whose eyes were red from hunger and couldn’t help smiling. "Today the Sect Hierarch is personally cooking for you. You’re in for a treat."

One Disciple asked happily, "Teacher, what’s the Sect Hierarch cooking? How can it smell so good?"

Gongsun Zhi said, "It’s a famous dish from my hometown, braised pork. Fat but not greasy, fragrant yet tender, a classic way of making pork."

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"..."

A group of little rascals immediately started banging on their desks, cheering along.

Gongsun Zhi saw that the time was up, announced the end of class, and had the class monitor Yan Qing lead everyone to the dining hall in the main hall to eat.

When the group of Disciples stepped outside, they noticed that the island seemed quieter than usual today; even the dining area didn’t have many people.

Normally, the dining hall was the liveliest place of all.

The group of young Disciples entered and, under Yan Qing’s directions, all sat down properly.

Long Fei, dressed in a chef’s long white robe, had someone push over a small cart as he served food to them one by one.

This was their first time getting this close to Long Fei, and they all stared wide-eyed, curiously studying him.

Long Fei looked at them with a smile. "Today’s lunch is a bowl of braised pork, a bowl of stir-fried greens, a bowl of rice, and a bowl of vegetable soup. All of you must eat well and finish it. No one is allowed to waste food."

The young Disciples chuckled, and one of the kids in front already couldn’t resist picking up a piece of braised pork to eat.

Yan Qing sat with Song Yuchan and asked her curiously, "Where did all the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals on our island go?"

"You noticed?"

Song Yuchan chewed on the meat and quietly told him, "The Sect Hierarch sent them to support the Heavenly Court!"

"What?"

Yan Qing’s face was full of disbelief, and he cried out in surprise, "The Heavenly Court actually needs our support?"

Song Yuchan pouted. "Of course. What kind of big shots does the Heavenly Court really have? At most they bully ordinary people. Back then a single Sunx Wukong was enough to throw the Heavenly Court into utter chaos. And now there’s this Great Golden Crow; I hear it’s even more powerful than Sunx Wukong!"

Yan Qing sighed. "Rumor has it that this Golden Crow once killed someone of the level of Great Witch Houyi, so of course it’s formidable. It’s just a pity the Saints are without benevolence and regard all living things as straw dogs. Otherwise they wouldn’t have let this Golden Crow run wild."

Song Yuchan shook her head. "Not so, not so. I actually think the Saints are fair. All living beings are equal in their eyes. Why should they harm one side of living beings for the sake of another?"

Yan Qing looked at her in surprise. "Who told you that?"

Song Yuchan chewed on her braised pork. "I figured it out myself!"

"You’re of the Human Race. You should view things from the standpoint of the Human Race, understand?"

Yan Qing scolded her once, earning a huge eye roll from Song Yuchan.

Just then, a Disciple stood up, suddenly walked outside, and knelt down before Long Fei.

Everyone turned to look at him, glancing around in surprise.

Long Fei looked at that Disciple and asked, "Do you have some problem?"

The Disciple knelt on the ground and burst into tears. "Sect Hierarch, please save my family! A letter just arrived from home saying that my father passed out from heatstroke while working the fields. Our harvest this year is completely ruined, and my mother fell ill from worry. I have to hurry back to take care of them."

More Disciples followed him out and knelt on the ground, each crying anxiously.

They were all very young, children from poor families, sensible from a very early age.

Chao Gai’s daughter Chao Yueying muttered disdainfully, "Poor ghosts. With that kind of broken situation at home, what Cultivation are they even dreaming of?"

At this moment Song Yuchan stood up, clasped her fists toward Long Fei. "Sect Hierarch, I want to help my fellow Disciples. Right now what they lack most is grain. My family has surplus; I can go home and ask my father to send grain to their families."

Yan Qing stood up. "I can ask my father to help everyone too."

Quite a few Disciples from better-off families stood up with them. "We’re all fellow Disciples. If there’s any difficulty, naturally we should shoulder it together and solve it together."

"Right, the Heavenly Dao may be without feeling, but we have feeling. As long as we unite and help each other, we’ll definitely get through this rough patch."

"Sect Hierarch, we’re willing to donate grain to help everyone."

A group of sensible young Disciples all earnestly pleaded with Long Fei.

Long Fei looked at them with satisfaction. "I’m glad you can think this way. But matters of adults should be handled by adults. The surplus grain on Liangshan Island is enough to help your families through this hardship. Still, since all of you brought this up, you’ll be the ones to carry it out."

He looked at Song Yuchan and Yan Qing. "I’ll leave this to the two of you. Take everyone to visit each household and make a clear record of your fellow Disciples’ family situations. Figure out how much grain is needed, then report back to Liangshan Island’s finance office."

"We Disciples obey!"

Song Yuchan and Yan Qing were overjoyed. After being on Liangshan Island for so long, they’d finally found something proper to do.