The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

"Who knows? After all, you saw the fighting power of that man just now. In such a heavy snow, even our soldiers who have cultivated and given pills by Wu Yunzi can't exert much strength, and their own strength has also decreased a lot. In this case, he can still hold back so many of our soldiers. He and the people around him cannot be treated according to common sense."

The Seventh Prince nodded after hearing what the Sixth Prince said: "Indeed, our soldiers have a certain resistance to the heavy snow, but their strength has decreased to a certain extent. Many of them can't even lift heavier weapons. Judging from his performance just now, perhaps they are the eldest brother's trump card."

Zeng Wenyu was roasting mist sheep over there, Mu Zhi was sitting under the eaves of the tent with her eyes closed and pretending to be asleep. Only Princess Xianglan, who came with them, was still paying attention to the fight between her eldest brother and third brother. She was worried that her eldest brother would fail, and also worried that her third brother would not be able to beat her eldest brother.

About an hour later, Zeng Wenyu called to Princess Xianglan, "Xianglan, the lamb is almost ready. Prepare the plates and come over to eat."

Zeng Wenyu had been speaking for a long time without Princess Xianglan's response. He turned his head to look at Princess Xianglan, but it seemed that Princess Xianglan had not heard him at all. She was still paying attention to the battle between Xin Wenyuan and the third prince. In order to see the battle clearly, her pupils had become vertical and some fine scales appeared in her eye sockets.

Putting down the roasted lamb in his hand, Zeng Wenyu wiped his hands and walked to Princess Xianglan, patting her on the shoulder gently: "What are you thinking about? I called you so loudly, but you didn't hear me?"

"Ah? Ah... Oh, you called me?" Princess Xianglan felt someone patting her shoulders a few times, and she finally responded, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't I tell you to prepare the plates? Didn't you hear me?"

"Um... I... I was too focused on the situation over there with the Crown Prince, so I didn't hear it..."

"Pay attention to them? What's there to pay attention to?" Zeng Wenyu glanced at Xin Wenyuan and the third prince who were still fighting. "They haven't used their full strength yet, and they've been communicating about something. As for winning or losing? Does it matter now? In fact, if they wanted to decide the winner, they would have done it a long time ago. Now? They're just conspiring to do something."

"Really? Brother Zeng, you are not lying to me, are you? Third brother has already done this, will you still cooperate with third brother?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zeng Wenyu looked at Princess Xianglan in front of him and said, "There is only a life-and-death feud in this world. Otherwise, no one is an eternal enemy. The conflict between your eldest brother and third brother is not impossible to mediate. It will be enough if someone else stands up."

"Someone else?"

"Whoever is missing is the one."

Zeng Wenyu's words made Princess Xianglan react suddenly. She had seen her fifth and sixth brothers whispering to each other for a few words before leaving immediately. They had indeed called off the battle, but her fifth brother had not returned yet. Where had he gone? What had he done?

"So I said that there is nothing wrong with your eldest brother and third brother. At most, they will just decide the winner, and it will only look miserable. When your fifth brother really shows his vicious side, the two of them will let your fifth brother know what it means to be beaten by society."

"Society's beating? What is that?"

"Well... you don't need to know this. You just need to know that nothing is wrong with them," Zeng Wenyu looked at Princess Xianglan, "Okay, don't worry. The lamb is already roasted. Come and eat."

"Oh……"

Princess Xianglan followed Zeng Wenyu to the campfire. The mist sheep on the campfire had been roasted well. Mu Zhi was already sitting next to the campfire, waiting for Zeng Wenyu and Princess Xianglan to come over for dinner.

The aroma of roasted mist lamb continued to permeate the air, especially the aroma of roasted spices, which made the Prince's guards and the Third Prince's personal soldiers who were watching swallow their saliva. They had been standing here for a long time. They could not see the fight between Xin Wenyuan and the Third Prince, but the fight did not stop, and they could not disband. They could only stand here. In addition, due to the physical strength consumed in the previous battle, they had been hungry for a long time, but they could not feel it when there was no fragrance. As soon as the fragrance came out, they immediately felt a sudden feeling of hunger.

Soldiers are different from Qi-refining monks. Qi-refining monks hardly need to eat much, and most of the time they eat just to satisfy their appetite as human beings. Soldiers are almost all body-refining monks, and they need to consume a large amount of food every day to ensure their body's consumption. They have not had a full meal since it started snowing, and when they smelled the aroma of the roasted lamb, they could no longer hold on.

Shouts continued to be heard around Zeng Wenyu and Mu Zhi's tents. The Third Prince's personal soldiers blushed, but their occasional glances over here betrayed them. The situation on the Prince's guard side was much better, and Commander Zhao walked over generously.

"Ahem... Dear guest, um... I'll provide the materials, could you help us make some?"

"No problem, as long as you provide the materials."

Zeng Wenyu did not refuse Commander Zhao. It was just cooking a meal, which would at most take a little more time.

Commander Zhao nodded. He called over a few prince guards and asked them to bring over a lot of firewood. After dividing the firewood into piles on each side, Commander Zhao also took out a lot of processed fog sheep from his storage ring.

Looking at the dozen or so piles of firewood, Zeng Wenyu's eyes twitched a few times: "Commander Zhao, this is a bit too much. I can't handle it alone. How about you leave a few people to help me?"

"Of course. Please help us light the fire. And please give us some of the seasoning you used earlier. I will compensate you for the loss of seasoning later."

"You don't need to compensate for the seasonings. They're not particularly expensive..."

"Don't say that, sir. Since we used your seasoning, we should compensate you. And the amount used by so many of us won't be small."

Under Commander Zhao's insistence, Zeng Wenyu had no choice but to agree. He smeared the seasoning on all the mist sheep that Commander Zhao brought out, and then the prince's guards placed the mist sheep on the firewood. As Mu Zhi casually threw out a lot of flames to ignite all the firewood, the barbecue aroma in this place became more intense.

Mu Zhi and Princess Xiang Lan had already started eating in small bites, while Zeng Wenyu tore off a leg of lamb and held it in his hand, instructing the prince's guards on the grilling temperature. He didn't want the seasoning he provided to be wasted.