Chapter 1212: Can you understand?

Watching He Liu perform alone there, Bei Zun and Qi Xiong couldn't see any clue.

Ye Zhangqing stood aside without changing expression, looking at this guy's appearance, he was truly skilled.

The three of them just chatted aimlessly, talking past each other, and after an entire Shíchén had passed, Qi Xiong finally got up and left.

He Liu followed the two out of the Formation, and at this moment Ye Zhangqing looked at He Liu with a half-smile.

Facing Ye Zhangqing's gaze, He Liu didn't know why, suddenly felt his heart a little panicked; this guy's look was off, as if something was going to happen.

As expected, the next second Ye Zhangqing lightly said.

Does the Demon Realm really have thirty-three heavens?

Um......... yes, it was said personally by the Esteemed Demon God.

What's up, little Ye?

Seeing Ye Zhangqing like that, Qi Xiong also turned his head curiously and asked, "How did you suddenly bring this up?"

Qi Xiong had been curious about the Demon Realm's thirty-three heavens, wondering if the Demon Realm really was that big; if so, then we wouldn't need to worry about the Demon Race Food Material.

But Ye Zhangqing suddenly said that, and Qi Xiong felt a bit strange.

Shèngzhǔ, this guy was just spouting nonsense from the start.

Huh???

Immediately Ye Zhangqing briefly recounted what had happened; hearing Ye Zhangqing's words, He Liu's face drained of all color, and he looked at Ye Zhangqing deathly pale.

You......... you understand the Demon race language?

I understand a little.

As soon as those words were spoken, He Liu went dumbfounded; seeing him like that, Qi Xiong couldn't fail to notice what had happened.

He gave him an icy stare and said, "So these past few days I've been played for a fool?"

Every day I have to set aside time to come to Bei Zun's place to learn about the Demon Race and the Demon Realm, but in the end, everything turned out to be this damn guy's made-up nonsense?

Qi Xiong, however, had made a detailed record of this, after all, matters concerning the Demon Race should be left for future generations to understand.

Just thinking about this made Qi Xiong's anger flare uncontrollably; this damn bastard dared to toy with me like that?

But for now Qi Xiong doesn't have the time to deal with him; instead he's more curious about how Ye Zhangqing came to understand the Demon race language.

Staring blankly at Ye Zhangqing, Qi Xiong asked curiously.

How did you, little brat, also come to understand the Demon race language?

I've been curious these past couple days and learned a bit.

Huh???

Ye Zhangqing casually explained a sentence; upon hearing this, both Qi Xiong and He Liu were stunned.

Especially He Liu, what do you mean 'learned a bit out of curiosity'? You think this is something trivial?

When he first started learning the Demon race language, he spent decades just to get a rough grasp, and even that wasn't considered mastery.

It's only been a few days, and Ye Zhangqing already learned the Demon race language?

Although I'm not sure how proficient Ye Zhangqing's Demon race language is, being able to understand his conversation with Bei Zun shows he's basically mastered it.

To basically master the Demon race language in just a few days—what kind of monster is this?

Even Qi Xiong looked shocked—could it really be learned that easily?

Could it be that I should go learn it too? In terms of talent, I wasn't lacking back then; otherwise how could I have ascended to the position of Shèngzhǔ?

Qi Xiong secretly thought to himself, and didn't pursue it further; Ye Zhangqing knowing the Demon race language is also a good thing for the Dao Yi Shengdi.

At least from now on we won't have to worry about such incidents happening again; thinking this, Qi Xiong turned his head and gave He Liu a vicious look.

You damn thing, speak—how do you want to die?

Sh......... Shèngzhǔ, I............

Facing Qi Xiong's icy glare, He Liu was so frightened he plopped onto the ground; he never imagined he'd be exposed like this.

You guys know the Demon race language—why didn't you say so earlier? This is a sting operation.

By now He Liu has nothing to explain; mainly, he can't explain it.

Others understood it—what can you say?

Qi Xiong has no intention of letting He Liu off; this damn bastard dared to toy with him—if he doesn't get killed, Qi Xiong's hatred won't be appeased.

Meanwhile, Ye Zhangqing at the side spoke up.

Shèngzhǔ, wait a moment.

What's wrong?

Let's keep him for now; he might be useful.

You got any ideas, kid?

Maybe a little—see if we can get some more Demon Race Food Material brought in.

Huh???

Hearing that Ye Zhangqing still had a way to get more Demon Race Food Material, Qi Xiong's eyes lit up—this idea is great.

Meanwhile, He Liu beside him went completely dazed—did he just harm the Esteemed Demon God?

He Liu was continued to be locked up in the cell, and this time he's bound to suffer quite a bit; he may escape the death penalty, but he won't avoid punishment.

As for Qi Xiong, he and Ye Zhangqing returned together to the Canteen.

Now this Canteen is quickly becoming the place where everyone holds discussions.

Meanwhile, the Main Hall basically sees no one, unless they're going to discuss matters with the elders of the other clans.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, when discussing anything, everyone comes to the Canteen.

Mainly, they discuss matters in the Canteen, and occasionally there are snacks and sweets—this is quite nice; speaking in the Main Hall leaves one parched, not even a fart to be had.

As soon as they sat down, Qi Xiong immediately spoke.

Young Ye Zhangqing, have some pastries and tea; you've been talking so much just now, your mouth is dry.

Huh???

He gave Qi Xiong a deep look, 'Are you thirsty?' Yet he also glanced at Zhu Wu beside him.

Seeing this, Zhu Wu quickly brought over a plate of pastries and a pot of tea.

These pastries were made by Ye Zhangqing in his idle time, so they're simple—just take them out when you want to eat.

However, Ye Zhangqing definitely wouldn't let Qi Xiong and the others fetch them themselves; otherwise, no matter how many there are, it wouldn't be enough for them.

After taking a comfortable bite of pastry, Qi Xiong then got down to business, asking curiously.

"Young Ye Zhangqing, quickly tell us your idea."

"Actually it's simple; according to He Liu and Bei Zun's talk, so far Bei Zun still doesn't know he has surrendered, still thinking our human race admires him as a warrior, which is why we gave him these treatments and even promised to release him."

"This damn thing."

Hearing this again, Qi Xiong couldn't help cursing, 'Damn it, you're spreading the word like this, making me, the Shèngzhǔ, look foolish.'

"So we can make use of this; if we send back one or two demons who would rather die than surrender, the demon side might, in their fury, launch another attack on Haotu Shijie, at which point.........."

Ye Zhangqing is merely proposing an idea; whether it will succeed is uncertain.

However, hearing this, Qi Xiong is very much in agreement.

Even if it fails, it's no big deal; their cost would be just one or two demon race food materials, essentially harmless and without impact.

But if it succeeds, that would be a big haul of demon race food materials.

This is practically a no-cost venture; losing isn't a problem, winning would be a big profit—worth a try.

"This idea is good, Young Ye Zhangqing; you personally go select the bait—later, tell me how to coordinate with you, and I'll cooperate."

Right now, only Ye Zhangqing can understand the demon language, so the matter naturally falls on him.