Chapter 3004: You little brat…… clever

The analysis of the Three Ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe can be described as comprehensive and thorough; if they could absorb this batch of Xiāntiān rénzú, it would indeed be greatly beneficial.

However, the premise is that you must be able to control them.

It's like a divine weapon; if used well it can slay enemies, but if not usable it's just a piece of scrap iron, and it might even backfire on its wielder.

Therefore, how to master these Xiāntiān rénzú has become the most critical issue at present.

But the strength gap is laid out here, and for a moment everyone had no good solution.

If we had sufficient strength, naturally we wouldn't need to worry; we could just beat them into submission, but the problem is we can't defeat them right now.

And letting the Barbarian God Tribe come is also not what everyone wishes, after all you can't possibly entrust your life and fortune to them, can you?

"Using talismans, formations? To place a restriction inside their bodies?"

"Heh, you go or I go? With the strength of an old ancestor, who has the ability to do that?"

This gap is too great; even if they don't resist and obediently let you leave a restriction, later there are countless means that can easily dispel it.

Therefore this method is unfeasible, completely lacking any restrictive power; it's self-deception.

Talismans and formations won't work; afterward everyone kept proposing various ideas, but in the end they all turned out to be unworkable.

The reason is simply that the strength gap between the two sides is too great; with the limited means we possess, the restriction on these Xiāntiān rénzú is minuscule.

Even if it seems useful on the surface, for them to break it is extremely easy.

We need to devise a restriction that these Xiāntiān rénzú cannot break, and one that concerns their lives.

The Barbarian God Tribe can't help with this either; they don't understand these things.

If you let them kill those Xiāntiān rénzú outside the city, that's fine, but if you say to control them, the Barbarian God Tribe would be completely clueless; they've never researched this aspect.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a familiar voice came.

"Seniors, actually I, a junior disciple, have an immature idea."

Huh???

Looking toward the sound, I saw that the one who had just spoken was Xu Jie sitting beside Ye Zhangqing; this kid had remained silent until now.

In this situation he indeed had no right to speak, but now he has an idea.

Those familiar with Xu Jie, upon a glance, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows: this kid has another idea?

Xu Jie leaves people with the deepest impression of a quick mind and many bad ideas; wasn't it always like that before?

And those like Yue Linxian who aren't familiar with Xu Jie now look curious and ask.

"Oh, what idea do you have? Let's hear it."

"A junior like him actually has an idea; it's genuinely intriguing—something they couldn't figure out, you can?"

Facing the varied gazes of the crowd, Xu Jie wasn't stage‑frightened at all; he directly laid out his idea in full.

After hearing his words, everyone present fell silent, each looking at Xu Jie with a complex expression.

This kid really ……………… has something going for him.

Xu Jie's idea is simple; wasn't Hong Zun previously sworn brothers with the Three Ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe?

After the oath, even the Three Ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe are considerably restricted; although if it truly came to the final moment they might not die, the price would certainly not be small.

Therefore, since the oath, the Three Ancestors have truly kept Hong Zun in their hearts.

Even an old ancestor can't undo this restriction, let alone those below; thus if this method is used well, it can absolutely maximize control over those Xiāntiān rénzú.

As for the candidates for the oath, they naturally couldn't be them; however, in the Immortal Realm there are many who have committed grave sins, heinous evil cultivators, demonic cultivators and the like.

These people either slaughter cities and destroy nations, or absorb souls and refine corpses.

Anyway, they're all destined to die sooner or later; pick a batch, swear brotherhood with those Xiāntiān rénzú, then imprison them tightly.

If one day it's discovered that these Xiāntiān rénzú show signs of escaping control, then simply kill those people.

With their lives linked, when those people are killed, the Xiāntiān rénzú will also inevitably die.

Even if they are as strong as those two old ancestors, according to the Three Ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe themselves, that would mean not dying but still having to shed a layer of skin.

Such a price, even for an existence of old‑ancestor level, would not be willingly borne.

In that case, we only need to control that batch of death‑row inmates, and then we can control those Xiāntiān rénzú.

Afterward, gradual assimilation; over several hundred or thousand years they will naturally merge in, and by then naturally there will be no present worries.

After hearing Xu Jie's words, everyone remained silent for a long time; finally Yue Linxian was the first to break the silence.

"You little brat, your mind ……………… is clever."

"Seniors, you overpraise me."

Upon hearing that, Xu Jie replied humbly, with no intention of taking credit.

Inside he felt somewhat speechless; this plan he had thought of from the start—isn't it right before our eyes?

I originally thought everyone could think of it themselves, but after talking for a while no one turned their thoughts this way; the more I listened, the more it felt off.

All other methods were thought of; only this one, everyone just couldn't think of it—don't you find it aggravating?

In the end, truly having no alternative, Xu Jie reluctantly spoke up himself, explaining it to everyone.

After hearing it, everyone also showed expressions of sudden realization, making Xu Jie feel helpless inside.

"Let you usually read more books; all day you think about useless things."

Under Xu Jie's explanation, everyone found it increasingly feasible; this method is indeed good.

Even several old ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe couldn't find any fault.

The only slightly troublesome part is that this oath requires both parties to be willing.

On the Human Race side it's easy to say, since we're picking death‑row inmates; surely some want to survive.

As for the Xiāntiān rénzú side, under other circumstances there'd probably be no chance—after all, who with a water‑filled brain would agree to this?

But now, the situation of this batch of Xiāntiān rénzú leaves them with no other choice; either they keep fleeing, not knowing what the future holds.

Or they can only obediently nod and agree.

As for strength, the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe are still here, there's no chance.

So, the Xiāntiān rénzú side will likely also agree; after all, everyone takes what they need, the Human Race side isn't forced into having no choice, and it won't be detrimental to them.

After all, these Xiāntiān rénzú, as long as they behave, are beneficial to the Human Race, and it's something everyone would be happy to see.

The more he thought, the brighter the scene ahead became; finally, Yue Linxian immediately looked at Xu Jie and said.

「Good kid, then the selection of these death row inmates is entrusted to you; hold my token, any death row inmate from any faction in the Immortal Realm is yours to pick; if there's anything, just order people to do it; any problems? 」

「Thank you, Palace Master, naturally no problem, but could you let my junior fellow disciple and I go together? 」

「Junior fellow disciple? 」

「Yes, it's Ye Zhangqing. 」