Chapter 2549 I am seriously injured

Upon hearing that Ye Changqing was going to the battlefield, the faces of all the human cultivators darkened. But when they heard that Ye Changqing was going to the kitchen to cook, they all raised their hands in approval.

Although Ye Changqing is a prodigy of his time, in a battle of this magnitude, unless one is the strongest in the world, they basically cannot change the course of the battle.

One more is not too much, one less is not too much.

In contrast, Ye Changqing in the kitchen is irreplaceable.

Therefore, many human cultivators naturally hoped that Ye Changqing could cook in the kitchen.

Upon hearing the words of the Heavenly Official, Ye Changqing nodded in agreement and then led Xu Jie straight back to the fire room.

The extraterrestrial demons had sent several waves of warmth, and there were still some ingredients left.

The first wave should be enough, and there will be more ingredients delivered afterward, so there's no need to worry.

The chefs from Chef King Immortal City and the group of immortal chefs who came from Celestial City had already begun processing the ingredients on their own initiative.

After Ye Changqing led Xu Jie back to the kitchen, he went straight to the stove and spoke to Xu Jie and Zhao Zhenping.

"Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, I'll have to trouble you with getting the meals."

"Don't worry, it's a small matter."

Inside the kitchen, everyone got busy. With so many celestial chefs helping out, and everyone having experience and having learned in advance how to handle ingredients from extraterrestrial demons, they were able to get to work.

Therefore, Ye Changqing didn't need to worry too much and could just focus on cooking.

At first, I prepared simple dishes, all of which had the effect of healing injuries.

After all, on the battlefield, recovering from injuries and restoring spiritual power is the most important thing; everything else is secondary.

Of course, the taste is also of paramount importance.

On the front lines, the great battle continues, and it is said that even Old Zhao and that demon god are locked in fierce combat.

As soon as the demon god left the mining area, Old Zhao made his move immediately, making it impossible for the demon god to have a chance to attack others.

Unexpectedly, a powerful figure of the same level also appeared on the human side.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the demon god spoke with murderous intent.

"You, surnamed Zhao, your Heavenly Palace really spares no expense, even sending you here in person."

It was obvious that they knew Elder Zhao. After all, there were only a handful of experts at this level, whether they were extraterrestrial demons or humans.

They had naturally fought each other before, so it was perfectly normal for them to know each other.

However, Old Zhao completely ignored this and coldly shouted.

"What the hell are you saying? Die!"

Without saying a word, it attacked. Faced with Zhao Lao's fierce attack, the demon god's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"court death."

The battle continued, and Ye Changqing in the kitchen had already prepared the first batch of dishes.

On the deck of the immortal ship, Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie, along with a group of people from the Chef King Immortal City, were responsible for serving food and maintaining order.

Feeling the aftershocks of the battle ahead, Xu Jie said.

"It should be about time."

Xu Jie was naturally very experienced when it came to eating on the battlefield. He silently calculated the time and figured it was about time; the first batch of people should be arriving soon.

There are probably quite a few injured people.

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Jie finished speaking, small black dots flew rapidly from a distance.

As they drew closer, they indeed discovered he was a human cultivator.

Almost everyone was covered in blood, it was unclear whether it was from extraterrestrial demons or their own.

However, some of them were carrying ingredients from extraterrestrial demons, clearly indicating that they had made some gains.

As soon as they arrived in front of the celestial ship, those who had brought the ingredients began to shout.

"We brought ingredients, so we should be allowed to eat first."

"Yes, we did a good job."

As they handed over their ingredients, they lined up to get their food. The others were a little annoyed, but they didn't say anything.

After all, they brought their own ingredients, while we had nothing. It seemed like we had no face to try and take anything, so we just waited in line.

This rule is essentially accepted: those who brought their own ingredients can eat first, while those who didn't have to wait in line.

Until a human cultivator with a missing arm rushed miserably to the front of the immortal ship and shouted.

"I'm badly injured. Give me some food and let me recover."

Ok? ? ?

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice, and when they saw who it was, they were all stunned.

Some people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"so serious?"

The human cultivator who arrived had his right arm torn off at the shoulder, and one of his legs was also knocked out of sight.

The person looked truly miserable, with blood still gushing out, and it seemed like he didn't have much time left to live.

Seeing this, someone instinctively moved aside and said something.

"Here, have some first, hurry up."

"Chop some up, fellow Daoist."

"Thank me for nothing, hurry up and go. Oh, by the way, I have some healing pills here, take them first."

While people might fight over food on ordinary days, in a life-or-death situation like this, they can still distinguish between what is important and what is urgent.

This person was so badly injured that it looked like he wouldn't live another second. Who knew when he would run out of breath and be gone.

Therefore, everyone voluntarily put him at the front of the line.

Some people even offered him their own healing pills.

However, the human cultivator shook his head at this.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist, but my injuries are beyond the use of medicine; I must eat."

"Then come to the front and eat first."

"Thank you all."

"Don't thank me, eat more. It's okay to have fun, but don't risk your life."

"okay."

Upon hearing this, the human cultivator grinned and then happily went to line up for food.

Even Xu Jie, seeing the man's miserable appearance, couldn't help but ask him a question out of concern.

"Are you... alright?"

"It's alright, it's alright. I'll recover as soon as I eat a bowl of rice. By the way, Brother Xu, could you give me a little extra? I'm worried that my injury is too serious and that less won't be effective."

"Is there still such a thing?"

Xu Jie was suspicious; he had never heard of such a saying before. Nevertheless, he still filled the man's bowl to the brim.

There was nothing we could do. Judging from his appearance, it seemed like he wouldn't survive if he took even one less dose.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If eating more can save him from death, Xu Jie would naturally not be stingy.

However, seeing the person carrying a huge bowl of food, overflowing with it, and happily turning to leave, Xu Jie subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"That's not right. This person has reached the Ancient Immortal Realm cultivation level. He should be able to regenerate severed limbs long ago. How come his arm hasn't recovered after being broken?"

For cultivators at the Ancient Immortal Realm level, as long as they are not killed instantly, injuries such as severed limbs, although painful, can be easily regenerated.

No one else is like this person, who hasn't recovered even after going from the front lines all the way to the canteen.