Chapter 1192: I Think I've Understood

Facing the demon emperor's question, the three leaders of the Spirit Chef Alliance replied with a strange expression.

Really, never seen this before; upon hearing that, the demon emperor stood dumbfounded on the spot.

Holy shit, as it turns out, letting our demon race put in effort means putting in effort like this?

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, Ye Zhangqing, who sensed the emperor's aura, also walked over with Chi Rao, and seeing the situation, he frowned slightly and said.

"Food Ancestor."

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, the demon emperor brought the ingredients over; we're handling them................."

Upon hearing that, the three elders of the Spirit Chef Alliance replied truthfully.

Merely hearing their words, Ye Zhangqing gave the demon emperor, whose face was ashen, a complex look.

What's going on? The ingredient chief personally delivered the ingredients to our door? Has the demon race's awareness become this high?

Having lived two lifetimes, Ye Zhangqing had never seen ingredients jump onto the chopping board by themselves before.

Looking at the demon emperor with a strange gaze, Ye Zhangqing spoke.

"Uh........ sorry for the trouble."

"I fucking................."

Upon hearing that, the demon emperor was so angry it almost couldn't hold back and lashed out, but in the end it still backed down.

The demon race currently has no power to resist at all; it's just that having it personally deliver the demon race to the human race's chopping board leaves it with an indescribable feeling.

Gritting its teeth, it bowed to Ye Zhangqing and said.

"Food Ancestor, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Mm, go ahead."

Ye Zhangqing nodded, and the demon race didn't hesitate, turning and leaving immediately.

But as it left, it directly left the ten thousand demon race that had followed it dumbfounded.

No, what do you mean? You're our demon race's emperor, and you just sold us out?

Although the demon race had long known they were a dish on the human race's table, being brought to the human chopping board by their own demon emperor makes it hard for them to accept.

"Demon Emperor, you........... you............"

"How can you do this?"

"We're all demon race."

The shouts of the demon race made the demon emperor flee even faster, while the demon race ingredients left behind fell straight into despair.

They never imagined that one day they would be sold out by their own demon emperor.

The demon emperor personally delivering ingredients to the door quickly spread among all races.

For a moment, besides shock, all races felt strange, and many even teased, saying this demon emperor is a tough character.

Although we know your demon race's current role is just as ingredients, you can't be this ruthless, can you?

Survival of the fittest, natural selection—but at least struggle a bit; what's with just jumping onto their chopping board yourself?

It's like fishing—you should at least go through the process, not just jump onto the shore; otherwise what's the point?

For a moment, all races also mocked the demon race in various ways; upon seeing them, they couldn't help but jeer a couple of lines.

"Yo, are you heading to the canteen again?"

"Is it because the ingredients aren't enough?"

"You..............."

Facing these jeers, many demon race members gritted their teeth in anger, couldn't hold back, and immediately clashed with the strong of all races.

But the result was predictable; soon they were beaten by the strong of all races until their noses were bruised and faces swollen.

"Still dare to attack? You're rebelling."

"If there's a next time, I'll kill you outright."

"If you're capable, come on—kill me?"

"I now........... I............"

The demon race, fired up from the beating, also showed no weakness, adopting a posture of "if you've got the guts, kill me."

But facing the demon race like this, the strong of all races instead became a bit afraid.

Do they dare to kill these demon race members? Obviously not.

Who doesn't know that these demon race ingredients are now precious tight, and without a human order, no one dares to move a finger on the demon race.

Seeing that just moments ago the strong of all races were arrogantly overbearing, now each one has backed down.

The demon race ingredients knocked to the ground suddenly seemed to have realized something.

They are indeed ingredients, but damn, they're the human race's ingredients.

Moreover, the demon race has suffered successive blows recently, and its numbers have long been far fewer than before.

Naturally, the human race does not allow other races to kill the demon race.

If we kill off all the ingredients, what will we eat?

For a moment, many demon race members seemed to have grasped something, each sneering at the strong of all races and saying.

"Come on, if you're capable, kill me."

"I'll stand still; if you have the guts, kill me."

"Don't you go too far?"

"Too much? I have even more excessive things."

Saying that, these demon race members charged up again; seeing this, the strong of all races were preparing to strike, but the next second they discovered that these demon race members, facing their attack, actually stepped forward one by one with their necks held high.

Not only did they not dodge or avoid, they even deliberately used their vital points to meet the attack.

That strike frightened the experts of all races, who hastily withdrew their attacks, and the Demon Race seized the moment to throw a punch.

If you counterattack, the Demon Race will stick out its neck; if you retreat, the Demon Race will press the attack and give you a beating.

For a time, the experts of all races, who originally far surpassed the Demon Race in strength, were instead given a beating by the Demon Race, and even one was slain on the spot.

"You...... you Demon Race dare to kill people?"

"What's there not to dare? If you have the guts, just kill me."

"You think I don't dare?"

"Come on, come on, I'll stand here and let you kill me."

"I................"

A group of Demon Race truly aren't afraid of death, they don't care about these things at all, damn it, even food has a temper, you dare to kill me?

At this moment, the Demon Race realized.

Being food also seems to have its advantages.

Besides the Human Race, as food they fear no race.

Anyway, just one sentence: don't provoke me, provoke me and I'll deal with you; you dare to kill me, see if the Human Race will let you go.

The suddenly enlightened Demon Race seemed, for a moment, to have opened the door to a new world.

Since that day, the Demon Race has appeared arrogant and conceited before all races.

Even a Demon King, when encountering several Saints of other races, up to Cultivation: Great Saint, including Great Emperors, pays them no heed at all.

Come to think of it, that day, in Spirit City, a Demon King and a Barbarian Tribe Elder Ancestor met face to face.

Under normal circumstances, encountering a Great Emperor Elder Ancestor would surely require respectful yielding, but this Demon King showed no intention to retreat; even upon seeing this Barbarian Tribe Elder Ancestor, he held his head high and spoke arrogantly.

"Why don't you retreat upon seeing this king?"

"Huh???"

Upon hearing this, the Barbarian Tribe Elder Ancestor blinked, "Retreat? I retreat?"

At first he didn't react, but the next second his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Damn it, I'm a Great Emperor Elder Ancestor, you're just a mere Demon King—do you expect me to retreat? What would I retreat from?"

"You want to die?"

His eyes brimming with killing intent fixed on that Demon King, as if he would smash it to death with a palm the next second.

As for that, the Demon King not only showed no fear, but even stretched out its neck, wearing an expression of fearless confidence.

"Come, kill me, this king seeks death."

"You............."

"What 'you' you, if you have the guts then make a move, this king seeks death."