Chapter 2999: Struck it Rich

The strong ones of the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe have no particular pursuits; all they want are these primordial demon races themselves.

You don't know how fragrant you are; just looking at you makes people drool.

So, facing various temptations from these primordial demon races, the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe are unmoved; today they came just to procure supplies.

As for the many human cultivators, this time they didn't even get close to the battlefield.

Just kidding, that batch of primordial demon beasts earlier were few in number and not strong; people still dared to give a couple of orders from the sidelines, as long as they weren't affected it was fine.

But now, there are five demon ancestors and a large number of strong primordial demon races; who would dare approach them rashly?

As for their own strength, everyone still has a clear understanding of it.

At this moment, everyone is busy outside the city sorting out the ingredients they just captured; as for other matters, that's not their concern.

"These primordial demon races and the demon races of the Immortal Realm really look different."

"Nonsense, they're a primordial race; how could they be the same as ordinary demon races?"

"I just don't know how it tastes."

"Needless to say, haven't you heard Young Master Ye say that even the lowest of these are legendary-grade ingredients, something those Immortal Realm demon races can't compare to?"

"Slurp, just hearing that makes my saliva flow."

"What's there to panic about? We've gathered so much food this time, we're not afraid you'll have nothing to eat."

"That's true."

The many human cultivators, not feeling tired at all, chatted eagerly while dragging these demon race ingredients into the city, paying no heed to the group of women and children nearby.

Huh???

At this moment, each of these women wore a strange expression; when they looked at each other, their eyes were filled with a pervasive haze.

They understood the words, but they just couldn't make sense of the meaning.

From the tone, it sounds like the people here still want to eat the demon races?

A woman couldn't help but speak up.

"Did I hear wrong? They eat demon races?"

"You didn't mishear; I heard it too."

"No, can demon races even be eaten?"

These primordial humans have never eaten demon races; they've only ever been eaten by them.

For all these years, those demon races have taken them as blood food, which is why the two tribes have been locked in irreconcilable conflict.

Unwilling to become food in those demon races' bellies, they certainly had to rise up in resistance.

But after fighting for so many years, both sides suffered heavy casualties; even after this great defeat by the demon races, these primordial humans never imagined that demon races could be eaten.

But the people around also paid no attention to their meaning.

Seeing this, those women nevertheless took the initiative to speak, stepping forward one by one to flatter and express gratitude.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving us; the gratitude for saving our lives…………………"

A beautiful woman holding a child in her arms came before Zhao Tianqing, just began to express thanks, but before she could finish, Zhao Tianqing directly interrupted her.

"No need for thanks, and certainly don't offer yourself in return."

Saying that, his gaze also fell on the child in the swaddling clothes; he paused, then continued.

"Don't think about all that nonsense; just take good care of your child."

Having said that, without waiting for her reply, Zhao Tianqing turned and left directly.

After Zhao Tianqing had walked far away, the woman finally came to her senses, thinking over his words just spoken, and looking at the child in her arms, she couldn't help but grit her teeth angrily.

"This damn thing is my brother."

As for that, Zhao Tianqing naturally didn't know; at this very moment, everyone's attention had long been focused on these primordial demon races.

Just kidding, women aren't as fragrant as these ingredients; bringing all these supplies back is enough to feed everyone for a long time.

Moreover, speaking frankly, no one has ever tasted the flavor of these primordial demon races; if they did, it would surely be good.

On the human side, they were busy tidying up the previous ingredients, while on the other side, the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe did not disappoint.

After joining the battle, they quickly grasped the situation; each demon race was either slain or captured alive.

However, the number of those captured alive was clearly much smaller.

There's no way around it; originally, the demon races here on the battlefield were stronger in strength and greater in number.

Furthermore, with no human cultivators directing from the side, some Barbarian God Tribe members got carried away, paying no heed to much else and just doing whatever felt good.

Only after killing the opponent did they realize they hadn't even left a whole corpse.

Nevertheless, even so, a rough calculation shows the final harvest will definitely not be small.

After all, the quantity is right there—so many primordial demon races.

And seeing that the situation was hopeless, these demon races also knew they couldn't keep fighting.

Although they didn't know where these humans found their helpers, they remembered this matter.

You may escape the monk but not the temple; your Immortal City is still here, isn't it? When the time comes, I'll flatten the city together with you.

In case of an accident, they could only retreat unwillingly; following a command from one of the demon ancestors, many demon races began to withdraw.

The Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe naturally tried their best to block them, but they couldn't stop all of them.

Block as many as you can.

As for the five demon ancestors, seeing they were about to flee, the Three Ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe reacted fastest, immediately shouting.

"If we can keep one, we keep one; join forces and surround it."

Saying that, the gazes of the nine people simultaneously fell on one of the demon ancestors.

Seeing this, that demon ancestor's heart tightened, "Damn, are you all coming at me?"

Being stared down by nine elders of the primordial race, that feeling truly makes one's heart sink, a breath of death washing over.

Fortunately, the other four demon ancestors didn't abandon it; that was decent enough.

In the end, at the cost of two heavily wounded, they managed to escape.

Trying to slay the ancestors of the primordial race is indeed not easy; without sufficient preparation, it's extremely difficult.

As for the Feather God Tribe's great ancestor and three ancestors, they were actually stabbed by their own people; otherwise they could have escaped.

All five demon ancestors were lost, but fortunately we harvested a lot of demon race food ingredients.

Besides, our side's casualties weren't many—mostly just injuries—but that's no issue; they'll recover after some rest.

As the demon race fully retreated and the battlefield gradually calmed, the two Xiantian human race ancestors finally had time to step forward and express their thanks.

"Thank you all for coming to our rescue…………………"

"No need, we didn't intend to save you."

The Barbarian God Tribe's three ancestors replied directly; hearing that, the two Xiantian human race ancestors were stunned.

Huh???

You didn't intend to save them? If you're not going to save people, what are you doing showing up? You'd be better off staying honestly in the city.

For a moment I didn't quite understand what you meant; we clearly saved them, yet in the end you deny it—what's the meaning of this?

Ignoring their gazes, several ancestors quickly summoned people to start cleaning the battlefield.

After a bloody battle, it's finally time to reap the harvest.

Looking at those demon race food ingredients, the Iron Peak Clan Chief couldn't stop smiling.

"We've struck it rich—this time we really struck it rich; with so much food, when will we finish eating it?"