Chapter 58: Try to Avoid the Topic

In her eyes, the other's perspective and strength are not to be underestimated.

And it seems they have some inexplicable connection with Tongtian.

Perhaps they can reveal some information known only to Saints.

Zhou Yi, who was about to put the food into his mouth, heard this and his movement stopped at once.

He didn't expect Hou Tu to ask such a question.

She unconsciously looked up at the sky, calculating in her mind.

If she leaked some secrets she shouldn't have, would it cause unnecessary trouble?

Just as her thoughts were racing, she suddenly noticed the sky turning gloomy.

Black clouds gathered from all directions.

"Is this a warning from Heaven? It seems it doesn't want me to continue speaking."

Zhou Yi smiled inwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Regarding this question, I'm not certain either. If we only consider top‑tier combat power, the two sides' strengths are almost equal."

"But in basic combat capability, the Wu Clan is clearly slightly superior."

"As for mid‑level forces, to my knowledge, the Demon Race has far more demon commanders than the Wu Clan's Great Witch."

Zhou Yi's answer did not touch any confidential information; it was merely an objective analysis of the current situation of the two races.

After speaking, she deliberately looked at the sky.

After confirming the dark clouds were not gathering further, she calmly continued to enjoy the food.

Hou Tu slightly frowned, dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's answer.

She thought to herself that this was just a general analysis.

But her intuition told her that Zhou Yi certainly knew a lot of inside information.

It seems she must find another way to probe.

"I think we have a better chance, after all we still have undisclosed trump cards."

Hou Tu spoke casually on the surface, but his eyes fixed tightly on Zhou Yi, trying to catch any change in her expression.

Zhou Yi hesitated briefly, his mind racing.

The Twelve Capital Celestial Demon Formation indeed has massive power; if truly compared, it is indeed slightly stronger than the Great Constellation Array.

However, as Hou Tu became a Saint and was trapped in the Underworld, the Wu Clan's retreat was completely cut off, making the changes therein truly unpredictable.

"The Demon Race might also have its own secret weapon."

Zhou Yi said softly, unwilling to discuss the topic further.

Yet Hou Tu's gaze still followed closely, making her feel increased pressure.

Zhou Yi's calm demeanor made Hou Tu increasingly feel that there must be hidden matters.

If it were anyone else, they would surely be eager to ask what exactly the so‑called secret weapon is.

But Zhou Yi's composure shows she had foreseen this.

Moreover, her words seemed to carry another meaning.

Could it be that the Demon Race truly still hides a powerful method against the Wu Clan?

The more Hou Tu thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

At this moment, Zhou Yi appeared even more mysterious in her eyes.

"When that guy first came to ask me for a technique, who could have imagined he'd reach such a state within a hundred years? There must be something behind it that I don't know."

Hou Tu stared at Zhou Yi without blinking.

Zhou Yi felt completely uncomfortable under the stare.

"Let's stop talking for now, let's eat and chat, you should also try my brewed wine," Zhou Yi hurriedly presented his fine homemade wine, trying to shift the topic.

She looked up at the sky and saw the dark clouds thickening a bit. She silently thanked her luck, having said a few extra words earlier that almost revealed a heavenly secret; fortunately she wasn't struck by lightning, which was a great relief.

At this moment, she dared not speak further, fearing that a careless slip might bring unnecessary trouble.

……

Inside Huang Cheng, Fang Yun and Yu Hao walked side by side on the bustling main street, watching the hurried crowds.

【5】 Many members of the Human Race have already begun their cultivation journey, all thanks to the cultivation method invented by Zhou Yi, which allows at least half of human newborns to smoothly enter the cultivation realm.

Many members of the Human Race have already begun the cultivation journey, all thanks to the cultivation method invented by Zhou Yi, which lets at least half of Human Race newborns smoothly enter the realm of cultivation.

As for subsequent cultivation, it relies on the methods left by Yao Yan and others. Logically, this should be the best development path for the Human Race.

However, Fang Yun harbored an unsolvable knot in his heart: the method he practices cannot be widely spread in this world.

Those texts full of righteous Qi, once written, become Dao script and cannot carry righteous Qi.

Otherwise, he believes it could enable more of the Human Race to become cultivators.

"What's wrong? You look so worried," Yu Hao sharply sensed Fang Yun's emotional shift. Perhaps because they once together defied Nüwa, their relationship grew close.

"It's nothing, it's just that the method I practice doesn't quite fit here," Fang Yun shook his head helplessly, "I can never find a way to pass it on; the characters here simply don't belong to us."

Yu Hao understood Fang Yun's method. Although Hao Ran Qi exerts a certain suppressive effect on him, its contained power is indeed vast.

But it always feels this method lacks something, causing Fang Yun's cultivation to remain stagnant.

"I see you're especially concerned about passing on the method; perhaps you need to accumulate power through disciples?" Yu Hao's gaze burned, directly pointing out the crux of the issue.

Fang Yun nodded slightly, indeed so. In this world, the Hao Ran Dao was created by himself, and the Hao Ran Qi he can use is limited to what he generates himself.

He originally thought that using his own Dao script to make books could cultivate readers on a small scale, but found it impossible because those characters cannot bear articles that generate Hao Ran Qi.

"So you need a kind of text belonging to the Human Race that can carry your articles and convey your method, right?" Yu Hao said incisively.

Fang Yun replied, "You are absolutely right."

However, just as Fang Yun was full of hope, Yu Hao poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"Have you realized that after we came to this world, it has forced certain changes upon us?" he pointed out, "The words spoken here and the sounds heard all become the language of this world. So even if you know this, success is not guaranteed."

Fang Yun's eyes instantly went from bright to dim. The problem Yu Hao mentioned was indeed tricky, but since he already knew the key, he wouldn't give up easily. In a moment, he thought of Zhou Yi and ran out without hesitation.

Yu Hao was startled by this sudden action, worried that Fang Yun had been provoked, so he shouted, asking where they were going. Fang Yun ran and replied, "I'm going to find the Human Ancestor; perhaps she can help."

Seeing this, Yu Hao hurriedly followed. He was surprised to find that the usually ordinary Fang Yun was now so swift; without using magical power, his body alone could not keep up.

After leaving the city, Fang Yun searched around, soon picking up Zhou Yi's aura, and rushed toward that direction in a hurry.

At that moment, Zhou Yi was dealing with Hou Tu's probing questions; those questions she could not answer directly, so she tried to steer clear of the topic.

Just then, she saw the hurried Fang Yun arriving, her eyes instantly filled with expectation, thinking: the savior has arrived.

Seeing someone arrive, Hou Tu stopped the questioning; she understood that the fewer people who know certain matters, the better.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhou Yi let out a sigh of relief, and, curious about Fang Yun's sudden visit, asked, "Fang Yun, you're in such a hurry— is there something?"