God-Slaying Blade

"Most of them are still alive," Qin Jue said.

Zhao Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's alright."

Sima Xiang and the others remained silent.

These women, having fallen into the hands of bandits, even if they survived, would likely suffer an extremely tragic fate...

Once they reached the official road, Sima Xiang and Ling Heng began to arrange for people from the city lord's mansion to gather firewood, start a fire, and cook.

"Brother, do you have any more pots here? We only brought three hanging pots. Even if we fill them up, it's not enough to feed more than two hundred people." Huang Gang walked over with a helpless expression, wanting to borrow a pot.

Qin Jue laughed and said, "If you don't have a pot, don't you and your grandfather both have alchemy cauldrons? Boil two cauldrons, add some spiritual ingredients, and cook a spiritual porridge so that each of them can get a little. It's not necessary for them to be full, but mainly to help them regain some strength so that they can travel home on their own later."

Huang Gang looked utterly astonished: "Brother, I... I didn't hear wrong, did I? You want me and my grandfather to use the alchemy cauldron to cook porridge? If I told my grandfather that, he'd beat me to death!"

An Tairan, He Tianxue, Zhao Qingmeng, and the others also looked at Qin Jue with strange expressions.

The alchemy cauldron is the apple of an alchemist's eye.

How can you use it to cook porridge!

It's amazing that Qin Jue could come up with this idea...

Huang Qiuyun, who was not far away, had already turned pale.

If Huang Gang dares to talk to him, he'll smash Huang Gang's head open like a watermelon!

Qin Jue smiled faintly, "Even healers possess a benevolent heart. As alchemists, who are even more revered than healers, we should also have a heart to help the world and save lives. Those two hundred-odd women are all unfortunate souls. Given the limited resources available at the moment, if you were willing to use your alchemy cauldron to cook them a pot of spiritual porridge, it would not only help them regain some strength but also soothe their wounded hearts. When word of this gets out, no one will laugh at you; instead, people will respect your character even more. Knowing your grandfather as I do, he certainly wouldn't refuse."

"Really?" Huang Gang was taken aback; he couldn't quite believe it.

Qin Jue solemnly said, "I don't know about others, but at least I will have even greater respect for you!"

"I respect you all too!" Zhao Qingmeng said, suppressing a laugh, and clasped her hands in a fist salute.

"We also respect you!" Li Shuiyue, Zhuo Muyan, Xu Qianqian and others clasped their hands in a fist and bowed, their expressions sincere.

Huang Gang's lips twitched slightly, and he coughed lightly, saying, "Alright then, I'll go ask my grandfather."

"Big brother, if my grandpa tries to kill me, you have to save me!"

Qin Jue laughed and said, "Go ahead without worry. Your grandfather is a man of high moral character and would never be bothered by trivial matters at a time like this."

"Although I don't really trust my grandfather's character, I believe my elder brother's words!" Huang Gang took a deep breath and walked towards Huang Qiuyun.

At this moment, Huang Qiuyun sat with his eyes closed. Who would dare to trouble a Grandmaster-level alchemist like him to do something like starting a fire and cooking?

The young men brought out by the city lord's mansion, who usually considered themselves geniuses and were arrogant, were very low-key in front of this group of people, and even took the opportunity to curry favor.

Arrogance is born from comparison.

Not everyone has the right to see the baseness and flattery in human nature.

"Grandpa, I want to discuss something with you," Huang Gang said with a dry laugh, scratching his sideburns.

"Spit it out if you have something to say," Huang Qiuyun sneered.

Huang Gang's heart skipped a beat, feeling like he was about to die, but he still endured the tingling sensation on his scalp and forced a dry laugh, "Then I'll just release him directly... cough, I mean, I'll just say it directly."

"Grandpa, look, we only have three hanging pots here. My eldest brother worked so hard to save those two hundred unfortunate women, but the food cooked in these pots is completely insufficient to share. So my eldest brother was thinking, 'Well, could we use the alchemy cauldron as a temporary pot to cook some spiritual porridge...'"

Huang Qiuyun slowly opened her eyes and nodded, saying, "That's a good idea."

"Uh..." Huang Gang's eyes widened, somewhat incredulous.

"Grandpa, do you mean you agree?" Huang Gang exclaimed in surprise.

Huang Qiuyun snorted, "You think I shouldn't agree? Those women have already suffered enough! They barely escaped with their lives, how can they not even get a full meal?"

Huang Gang immediately gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed with delight, "Grandpa is so righteous!"

"Hmph, enough nonsense, come with me. If you can't even refine pills properly, and you can't even cook spirit porridge properly, I'll skin you alive!" Huang Qiuyun snorted coldly and walked towards an open area.

"Ahem, grandson will certainly follow behind his grandfather and learn humbly!" Huang Gang hurriedly followed.

Beside Qin Jue, Zhao Qingmeng covered her mouth and laughed, "It seems that Elder Huang heard what we were saying just now."

Qin Jue chuckled and said, "I believe that Elder Huang is a man of high moral character. His agreement this time is definitely not because of my flattery."

In the distance, Huang Qiuyun's face flushed slightly...

Just then, a dark shadow loomed overhead.

It was the black eagle that flew over carrying ten women.

The black eagle, head and tail included, was a full 15 feet long; ten women could squeeze in and stand on it.

The weight of about 900 pounds is easily carried by the physique of the mythical black eagle.

"Thank you, benefactor!" The black eagle landed, and ten women, their eyes red with tears, jumped down and hurriedly bowed to Qin Jue.

Qin Jue nodded and said, "Let's go rest for a while. By the time everyone arrives, the spirit porridge should be almost ready."

"Okay, thank you very much, benefactor." The ten women responded timidly, then walked to the side and sat down on the ground.

Qin Jue raised his hand and handed Zhao Qingmeng a storage ring.

Under Zhao Qingmeng's somewhat surprised gaze, Qin Jue said, "Sister-in-law, there are more than 20,000 spirit stones in this storage ring. Give each of them 100 as travel expenses to go home."

Qin Jue had already done more than enough by bringing them out of the demon's lair. Besides, their group was heading to the Cloud Mountain Secret Realm and couldn't take these women with them.

Zhao Qingmeng pursed her lips and said, "Okay."

Normally, Zhao Qingmeng would at least send these women to the vicinity of the city before she would feel at ease, but now they could not afford to delay any longer. They had to travel as fast as they could to make sure they arrived on time.

The black eagle flew more than twenty times before finally bringing everyone over.

Even with its strong demonic body, it was exhausted and collapsed on the ground at this moment.

Qin Jue smiled faintly, then flicked his fingers, shooting out two pills, one into the mouth of the white giant and the other into the mouth of the black eagle.

The black eagle quickly expressed its gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Master!"

Big White, on the other hand, was used to it and simply nuzzled against Qin Jue affectionately.

"Elder Qin, you're so lucky! You not only encountered a strange beast on your trip into the mountains, but you also successfully tamed it. Back then, I had to kill three strange beasts before I finally succeeded," Xu Qianqian said with admiration, looking at Qin Jue with a smile.

Qin Jue laughed and said, "This black eagle was originally Nie Hengtian's strange beast. After I killed Nie Hengtian, it followed me."

Xu Qianqian was taken aback: "This black eagle is really intelligent; it even knows to abandon darkness and embrace the light."

Qin Jue smiled faintly and said, "Actually, I'm also afraid of death."

"Cough, there must be an element of fear of death involved, but whatever the reason, Elder Qin is still the most powerful!" Xu Qianqian said, her pretty face flushed.