Chapter 2764: Human Race Has Risen

This Smelting Furnace Method improved by Zhao Tianqing has further enhanced its effect, but whether one can persist depends on personal ability.

The next day, the Human Race snatched breakfast, although still a failure, but the next moment they gathered at the place of Xiūliàn.

Zhao Tianqing also didn't waste words, immediately imparting his improved Smelting Furnace Method to everyone.

And he also told everyone the pros and cons without reservation.

In any case, if one can persist, they will surely reap more benefits, but the final choice still depends on personal decision.

If one finds it hard to persist, they can also practice the original Smelting Furnace Method, though the improvement efficiency will be slower.

Upon hearing Zhao Tianqing's words, the Human Race cultivators present almost without hesitation immediately chose the improved version.

If there's a faster method, then cultivating will definitely be faster.

Not bad, just a little pain; eating a meal a day earlier makes this pain insignificant.

Stop the nonsense, cultivate quickly.

In everyone's view, compared to eating Ye Zhangqing's meals sooner, this bit of pain is utterly negligible; just grit your teeth and push through.

Immediately, everyone quickly began cultivating the improved Smelting Furnace Method.

Zhao Tianqing's improvements were minor, just a few details made more radical, so cultivators encountered little obstacle in practicing it.

It was very easy to pick up.

However, just as they started, many noticed something different, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

Is it this intense? Just forcing the smelting.

Hey, are you okay? You're vomiting blood just as you started; otherwise you should stick to the original method..........

Seeing that they had just begun the starting posture, hadn't even completed two moves before vomiting blood, the companion beside them said with a worried face.

Your blood‑vomiting speed is too fast; can you still cultivate?

But before the companion could finish speaking, the blood‑vomiting Human Race cultivator gritted their teeth and said.

What's wrong with that? It's just a mouthful of blood; I can still endure.

Take it easy, don't ruin your practice.

Impossible.

Immediately, that person casually wiped the blood from the corner of their mouth and resumed cultivating.

However, as cultivation continued, that person vomited a mouthful of blood with each movement, from the start of cultivation to now, the bleeding hasn't stopped.

Yet the hand movements didn't stop either; the companion beside looked on in admiration, a tough person.

Those who cultivated while vomiting blood were not few; although after this period of cultivation, everyone had gradually adapted to the Smelting Furnace Method.

Although the pain remained as before, at least they no longer vomited blood randomly.

But today, cultivating Zhao Tianqing's improved Smelting Furnace Method, the number of people vomiting blood kept surging.

Some vomited blood from the start, some after persisting halfway, and some almost at the end of cultivation.

Anyway, it seemed that if you didn't vomit that mouthful of blood, it proved you hadn't cultivated properly.

After everyone finished one round of cultivation, the ground was already covered in bloodstains, the scene resembling a recent battle.

Continue.

After finishing one round, it was still early for lunch; everyone didn't waste time and directly proceeded with a second round.

This round, they vomited even more blood.

By lunchtime, when the Human Race rushed outside the Fire Room, the Iron Peak Tribe members who had also rushed over were all stunned.

All that could be seen was that the Human Race cultivators' front clothing had already been stained red with blood.

Many of their hems were still dripping blood.

Seeing this, many Iron Peak Tribe members furrowed their brows, wondering in their hearts.

What mischief are these Humans up to again?

Weren't they not vomiting blood before?

Who knows.

This abnormality of the Human Race immediately made the Iron Peak Tribe realize something was wrong; these fellows were truly adept at causing trouble.

Practicing a Smelting Furnace Method made them each day seem like a life‑and‑death struggle.

Those watching from the side were all heart‑pounding, and damn, there actually exists such a cultivation method.

However, regarding this, the Human Race cultivators offered no explanation, silently waiting for mealtime to arrive.

When Tianlin and Miao Qianqian brought out the food from the Fire Room, the Human Race cultivators, without a word, rushed forward.

As for this, the Iron Peak Tribe folks were no longer surprised, after all it's always like this.

Upon seeing the food, these Human Race cultivators' eyes turned red; without any hesitation, they lowered their heads and charged.

As for the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, they were naturally prepared as well; each time they fought for food, the first thing to deal with was these Humans.

Each one was like a damn hothead, knowing only to charge, yet these fellows were becoming increasingly hard to handle.

That pressure was visibly increasing, leaving the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts somewhat unable to attend to the Iron Peak Tribe.

This time was the same; facing the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts' obstruction, everyone used both hands and feet.

When truly bound with no recourse, they directly bit with their mouths, looking utterly ferocious.

These Humans are getting fiercer.

Even among the Iron Peak Tribe, someone couldn't help but sigh, these Humans are indeed getting fiercer, to the point of being almost unbelievable.

We'll go up too.

As the Human Race and the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts became entangled, the Iron Peak Tribe also took action.

This had basically become routine: the Human Race goes first, they follow behind and charge.

This time was likewise the same, only the outcome was somewhat different.

By the time the last meal was being served, on the Human Race side, Zhao Tianqing had actually also rushed over.

He successfully arrived in front of Tianlin and Miao Qianqian.

Seeing Zhao Tianqing holding a big bowl, even Tianlin was stunned.

"Zhao Lao, you…………………"

"What are you?"

"No, I mean, how are you here?"

Tianlin thought Zhao Tianqing shouldn't be here; how did he rush over?

In response, Zhao Tianqing's old face darkened, and he spoke angrily.

"How can I not be here? I, old man, fought my way here with strength; cut the nonsense, get food, more meat—if your hand even trembles a little, tonight I'll take care of you."

"Er…………… okay."

Hearing that Zhao Tianqing really came over by his own strength, Tianlin was impressed.

Those Tree Ghosts of the Black Mist Forest definitely wouldn't go easy; this is real strength.

Our Human Race is mighty.

For a moment, Tianlin, also a member of the Human Race, seeing that at last a Human Race cultivator had appeared in the food line, inexplicably felt a sense of shared honor.

This is what they, the Human Race, are like—facing the Barbarian God Tribe and the Tree Ghosts of the Black Mist Forest, they can still eat this meal.

Thinking this, Tian Ling, when getting food, was also without hesitation, his hand not shaking at all, steady to an absurd degree.

And Zhao Tianqing's bowl of food, visibly, was obviously much more than others', even heaping up.