Chapter 1013: Joint Development

The Undying Race had indeed become a joke, but the mood of the other races was also not good.

After all, nobody wants to see a situation where one family dominates.

This situation of myriad races coexisting in the Haotu Shijie has persisted for who knows how many years.

But now, with this all-in move by the Will of Heaven, damn it, the balance has been directly shattered.

The Human Race everyone is like a dragon; now even a damn ordinary old man in his seventies or eighties has absurdly begun cultivation.

That's right, after scouting by the various races' spies, now in the entire Human Race there hardly exists anyone who cannot cultivate; it's merely a difference in talent strength.

Of course, the majority of the Human Race's talent is still the weakest tier, and they will never achieve anything significant in their lifetimes.

But looking at the phenomenon to see the essence, this means that from now on the entire Human Race will be cultivators.

Don't bother whether he is high or low rank; what does it mean for everyone to be cultivators?

First, the Human Race's biggest weakness is being innately frail, and most of the Human Race lacks cultivation talent, living only about a hundred years in a lifetime.

But even so, the Human Race before still stood firm in the Haotu Shijie, and has stood there until now.

During that time there were ups and downs, but they never fell out of the ranks of the major races of the Haotu Shijie.

But now, damn it, the Human Race everyone being cultivators, plus that terrifying population base, and that damn reproductive ability that makes all races envy.

You think ten months of pregnancy is a joke? Ten months is a new life; if you look at other races, damn it, in ten months you can't even see an embryo, while the Human Race just gives birth.

To put it bluntly, at that time it'll probably be damn like a locust plague.

Who could stop such a flood? It's completely unstoppable.

Moreover, there are other aspects: once one steps onto the path of cultivation, lifespan naturally extends; even if it's just extended by a hundred or eighty years, that's an earth-shattering change.

As news of the Human Race kept coming, the mood of the various races grew increasingly heavy.

This is just the beginning; as time passes, the effect of Merit Power will only become more absurd.

At this very moment, I don't know how many races have already cursed the Will of Heaven until they're drenched in dog's blood.

You say you're fine, what's the point of messing with all these frills?

Right now, all races are reassessing their relationship with the Human Race, but the Human Race side isn't really paying attention.

While gaining huge benefits, the Human Race's biggest worry is still the food ingredient problem.

Well, that day, the elders summoned Ye Zhangqing and Sun Ming over and spoke earnestly.

"Another half month has passed, and those demon race food ingredients seem to have vanished again; continuing like this won't do."

"Aren't there still plenty of reserves?"

Sun Ming spoke, saying the ingredients are completely sufficient now; in response, the elders looked wise and said.

"Think of danger in times of safety, you know? Without foresight, there will be near-term worries; if the demon race food ingredients never come, what will we do? Reserves will eventually run out."

What a 'think of danger in times of safety'—now they're starting to think about these things.

But what does this have to do with us? Ye Zhangqing frowned suspiciously.

Immediately, the elders didn't hide anything, and quickly told Ye Zhangqing and Sun Ming the purpose of this summoning.

It turned out the elders were thinking, is there any way to lure the demon race out?

The Demon Cave cannot be passed through; the elders have tried all kinds of methods, unless one can surpass the heavenly dao rules of both sides.

That is to say, not only must one surpass the heavenly dao rules of the Haotu Shijie, but also those of the Demon Realm.

This is impossible even for a Great Emperor to accomplish.

So, we can only think of a way to let the demon race come through the Demon Cave on their own.

But now, the demon race doesn't know if they're scared; they've shown no sign of appearing, and continuing like this won't work.

So, we have to resort to a little trick.

And Ye Zhangqing and Sun Ming are both heaven‑gifted geniuses.

No need to mention Ye Zhangqing; as for Sun Ming, his current alchemy methods even make the Pill Master Alliance Elder, who dreams back to spring, sigh that he falls short.

So this task naturally falls to the two of them.

"Ideally something the demon race cannot resist, that they unknowingly take the bait."

The elders looked hopeful as they urged the two.

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing and Sun Ming glanced at each other, nodded, and said, "Let's give it a try."

After receiving the task, the two went together to the outside of the Demon Cave; half a month has passed, the Demon Cave has shown no movement, and the cultivators tasked with guarding this place are all listless.

"Brother Ye, what's your plan?"

"Let's first look at the Demon Cave and then talk."

For now there isn't any good idea, so the two immediately began to study the Demon Cave carefully.

After several days, the two determined that the Demon Cave is just like a turtle shell, with no way to start.

Not to mention people can't pass through; even objects cannot get through.

"It seems no method works."

Sun Ming looked helplessly at Ye Zhangqing and said, "We've tried every possible method, but the result is the same."

Even objects can't pass through—what can we do?

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing actually noticed something, and said with a thoughtful expression.

"The scent can drift in."

"Scent? You wouldn't be thinking of using fragrance to lure the demon race over, would you?"

Upon hearing that, Sun Ming was startled, but quickly realized that the smell might indeed work.

"Just that the Demon Cave calls itself a space; are you sure the scent can drift to the other side and still be smelled?"

"This is what we need to research—plus the flavor."

How to let the scent pass through the Demon Cave directly to the Demon Realm, and what flavor the demon race likes—these all need research.

Anyway, Ye Zhangqing only had this idea; if this couldn't succeed, then he wouldn't know what to do.

Seeing that, Sun Ming could only nod in agreement.

After discussing, Sun Ming was responsible for figuring out how to let the aroma pass through the Demon Cave and drift into the Demon Realm.

There were only two approaches: one, to lock in the aroma so it wouldn't dissipate; two, to strengthen the aroma so it would last longer.

As for Ye Zhangqing, he was responsible for researching the flavors the Demon Race liked, and it couldn't be just a ordinary preference.

It had to have a lethal allure, making the Demon Race, upon smelling it, feel a burning desire in their hearts.

Just as the Human Race, upon seeing those extremely rare heavenly treasures, knows there is danger yet countless people still go mad for them, rushing forward like ducks to water, one after another.

After settling the division of labor, the two went their separate ways; the first thing Ye Zhangqing needed to confirm was the raw materials.

"Using the Demon Race as a basis won't work; it seems we can only choose from the myriad races of the Haotu World, and we don't even know what flavor the Demon Race likes most."

Thinking this through, Ye Zhangqing first started with the Yao Race; as for the tasting subjects, naturally they were the many Demon Race food ingredients—this was already at hand.