Chapter 3048: Hey, I'm Not Picky About Food

This Innate Demon Tribe Elder, this time, did not refuse; naturally, it had taken precautions against the Barbarian God Tribe.

After all, from the mouths of the Demon Race that had previously retreated, they already knew that the innate tribes beyond the heavens were extremely sinister, so they had to guard against them.

So it was absolutely impossible for it to personally go to the Barbarian God Tribe Shenjie; that is their territory, and if any mishap occurred, it would be directly caught like dumplings.

However, if it merely sent a few Demon Race members to show sincerity, that would naturally not be a big problem.

Anyway, the identities are given by it; if it says someone is qualified, then they are qualified.

Just then, the Innate Demon Tribe Elder casually pointed at a distant Ox Demon and said.

"You, take two Demon Race members with you."

"Me?"

Upon hearing this, the Ox Demon froze on the spot, its eyes full of doubt—hadn't it just said they would send a qualified Demon Race member?

It's nothing but an ordinary Innate Demon Tribe member—it doesn't even count as a minor leader, and even among the Ox Tribe it's just ordinary.

The Elder Ancestor wants me to lead the team?

Facing the Ox Demon's doubt, the Innate Demon Tribe Elder smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it's you; you are sufficient to represent my Demon Race."

"I can represent the Demon Race?"

For some reason, this simple sentence gave the Ox Demon a feeling of pride and vindication.

Thinking of how it had been lowly all its life, it never expected that one day it would stand up and be able to represent the entire Demon Race.

For a moment, its blood even boiled with fervor.

Especially when meeting the encouraging gaze of its own Elder Ancestor, the Ox Demon immediately straightened its back, lifted its chest, and said.

"I will faithfully obey the Elder Ancestor's orders."

Immediately scanning the surroundings, it spotted two of its fellow tribesmen.

These two relied on their superior strength to bully it regularly; now, feeling proud, it was the perfect time to settle old scores.

It immediately glanced at those two Ox Tribe members.

"You two come with me."

"You damn……"

Seeing that coward's nostrils flared, one of the Ox Tribe members instantly flared with anger, "This damn thing, am I giving you face?"

Before, when they saw them, they could only speak while kneeling; now they even dare to stand up.

It immediately wanted to strike, but in the next instant, a cold gaze fell upon it, and a chill instantly spread through its body.

Turning its head, it saw its own Clan Elder staring blankly at it.

This is the Elder Ancestor's order; the selection was made by it, and now it has chosen you—what room do you have to refuse?

Even if it is usually lowly, now it is helping the Elder Ancestor with tasks; to defy it—does that not also mean defying the Elder Ancestor's decision?

That cold gaze was like a bucket of cold water poured from head to foot; its originally stiff horns now seemed to soften.

Without a word, it came to stand behind the other party.

As for that, the Ox Tribe member felt immensely relieved, thinking, "You damn thing, you now know what it means for fortunes to turn."

"From now on, you all must obey my orders, understood?"

It then began to pretend to command; hearing this, the two Ox Tribe members felt their teeth itch with anger.

It had run into shitty luck, not knowing why it suddenly caught the Elder Ancestor's eye, looking at how capable it was.

But given the situation, even if they were unhappy, those two Ox Tribe members could only endure it, since the other party was acting on the Elder Ancestor's orders.

"Alright, go quickly and return quickly."

Just as the Ox Tribe member was about to say something more, the Elder Ancestor spoke lightly.

Upon hearing this, no one dared to speak further; after responding respectfully, they turned their gaze to the Iron Peak Clan Chief.

Seeing this, the Iron Peak Clan Chief, without further words, directly led the three Ox Tribe demon beasts away.

Only after everyone had left did an Innate Devil Tribe Elder finally speak up, asking.

"Are you sure they will come back? Aren't you afraid it's a trap?"

"Whether they return or not doesn't matter; even if they don't come back, what impact would it have?"

It had already considered the worst-case scenario, but it was merely three ordinary Ox Tribe members; even if they died, they wouldn't stir up even a ripple.

Moreover, just three ordinary Ox Tribe members—the Barbarian God Tribe probably wouldn't be foolish enough to attack them; they hold absolutely no value.

Upon hearing the Innate Demon Tribe Elder's explanation, the Innate Devil Tribe Elder beside it pondered and then nodded in agreement.

Yeah, what significance could killing three ordinary Ox Tribe members have? In this beast herd, three ordinary Ox Tribe members are like a drop of water in the vast ocean.

What effect could losing a drop of water from a vast ocean have?

Since there's no problem, there's no need to worry anymore.

Meanwhile, the Iron Peak Clan Chief also led a group straight toward the Barbarian God Tribe Shenjie.

Originally, according to the plan, it would have been best to find a way to lure all the Innate Demon Tribe Elders to the vicinity of our own divine realm.

We had already set up an ambush here, but we didn't expect that the Innate Demon Tribe Elder would have grown a brain and know to take precautions.

In that case, we had originally thought to settle for second best; if we couldn't get the Elder Ancestor, gathering a batch of Demon Race elites would also work.

But they still wouldn't take the bait; in the end, they just sent a few worthless specimens over.

It gave off an air of "I'm indifferent; you can kill or not kill as you like."

Moreover, just three ordinary Ox Tribe members—what difference would killing them make? It's meaningless; better to just let them go back properly.

But this Innate Demon Tribe Elder clearly underestimated the Iron Peak Clan Chief.

It thought that three ordinary Ox Tribe members had no killing value; if safely returned, perhaps there could be an unexpected gain.

But the Iron Peak Clan Chief doesn't think that way; you think I don't care about these three ordinary Ox Tribe members, but you haven't considered—hey, Iron Peak doesn't pick and choose, what do you say we do?

Three ordinary cattle tribes are indeed not significant, but even a mosquito, no matter how small, is still meat; first let's get some to have a little taste, then we'll talk.

As for the other ingredients, let's wait and ask the Human Race side if there's any other way.

These Demon Race have become skilled; some are hard to deceive; simple methods probably won't work to deceive them.

These aspects are the Human Race's strong points; in the Iron Peak Clan Chief's view, rather than racking our own brains, it's better to just ask directly.

Anyway, first eat the meat that's brought to the mouth, then talk.

I originally thought it would be fine, but I didn't expect that from the moment we left, these three ordinary cattle tribes were destined not to return.

Moreover, in front of the Iron Peak Clan Chief, these three ordinary cattle tribes pose no threat; he himself can easily slaughter them.

So after staying away from the beast herd, the Iron Peak Clan Chief also had no intention of avoiding suspicion anymore, and even couldn't be bothered to use sound transmission.

During the journey, the Iron Peak Clan Chief suddenly said to a few clansmen under him.

"This time we somewhat underestimated these livestock; they actually knew how to guard themselves, and we only got three cattle tribes—too few."

Huh???

Originally just a simple sentence, but hearing it, everyone present found it completely different; they all suddenly turned their heads, looking at the Iron Peak Clan Chief with a strange expression.

No, can this be said so openly? They're still right beside us.