Chapter 3096: You Need to Adapt

The Tiger Ancestor and a batch of Demon Race beings were intent on dying, but having arrived here, wanting to die is naturally impossible.

After great effort we finally captured this batch of innate Demon Race ingredients; how could we let them die?

Not only must we not let them die, we must properly "attend" to them; only then can we achieve sustainable development.

Ignoring the Tiger Ancestor's angry scolding, we directly sent this batch of innate Demon Race beings, according to the pre‑planned arrangement, into different pens.

These pens were specially set up by the Dao One Immortal Sect, targeting different demon beast races, making them more suitable for their living.

Around them there are formations, plus the suppression of Xiǎo qī zǎi; the innate Demon Race beings have absolutely no chance to escape.

Seeing that scolding was useless, these Demon Race beings also began to survey their surroundings.

Upon looking, they actually felt not bad.

An innate Demon Race being couldn't help but speak.

"This place looks like it might be okay."

Hearing that, the companion beside them immediately snapped back angrily.

"What nonsense, listen to what you're saying—do you still have any backbone?"

"Then what can you do? Now even dying is hard."

Escaping is definitely impossible; right now the innate Demon Race beings can't even manage to die.

Even though the environment inside the pens is fine, the many innate Demon Race beings have no mood to appreciate it.

Moreover, not long after, a large group of Dao One Immortal Sect disciples came together.

They weren't worried about the innate Demon Race beings hurting them, after all, inside the pens those beings can't exert their strength at all, no different from ordinary wild beasts.

Watching those Dao One Immortal Sect disciples stride over, the innate Demon Race beings in the pens felt their hearts jump involuntarily and couldn't help but step back a few paces.

As for these Beyond‑the‑Heavens humans, they felt full of apprehension toward them, completely unlike the humans they had encountered before.

"What do you want to do?"

An innate Demon Race being couldn't help but shout a question, while the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples responded with a kind smile.

"You were wounded in the previous battle; we've come to treat you."

"Treatment? Would you humans really be that kind‑hearted?"

Faced with this, many innate Demon Race beings didn't believe a word—humans being that kind‑hearted to treat them? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But the disciples didn't care whether the innate Demon Race beings agreed; they took out the prepared medicinal pills and stepped forward.

"Will you take them yourselves, or shall we feed you?"

"What is this?"

"Healing medicinal pills."

"Why so many to eat?"

Only seeing many disciples, each holding more than ten pills in hand—what kind of pills require eating that many, are you treating them like food?

"Your injuries are serious, so naturally you need to take more."

After a casual explanation, regardless of whether the innate Demon Race beings agreed, those who didn't comply were simply forced to swallow the pills.

The disciples weren't lying; these pills indeed contain healing medicinal pills.

However, besides that, they also added a bit of laxative.

Since they've entered the pens, naturally they need to clear their intestines—this is the experience the Dao One Immortal Sect has accumulated over many years.

At first the many innate Demon Race beings indeed felt a warm sensation inside; the healing medicinal pills took effect.

Just as they relaxed a little, the next second they sensed something wrong with their stomachs.

Immediately they lifted their heads, glaring at the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples before them, and shouted through clenched teeth.

"What exactly did you give us to eat?"

"Healing medicinal pills."

"Bullshit, why is my stomach acting up then?"

"Oh, we added a bit of laxative."

Huh???

Hearing that, the many innate Demon Race beings only felt their scalps go numb—this group of humans actually gave them laxatives; truly despicable.

These pills were all specially refined by the Pill Hall for the sect's raised demon beasts.

Moreover, considering the innate Demon Race beings' stronger physiques and bloodline power, more potent, they specially added strength, making it an enhanced version.

Soon the innate Demon Race beings couldn't hold back and began looking everywhere for a place.

But the pens are empty, with no suitable spot at all.

As for the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples, after feeding the pills they simply left.

The process of raising these demon beast ingredients is something everyone is already extremely familiar with; there's no difficulty.

All day long, the many innate Demon Race beings were drained completely from defecating.

One by one they were weak and listless, including the Tiger Ancestor and Deer Ancestor, whose breath was feeble.

Those two demon ancestors were certainly receiving special care; the medicinal pills they took were personally refined by Mu You.

Their potency and effect were many times stronger than ordinary medicinal pills.

At this moment the Tiger Ancestor only felt his legs trembling, his teeth grinding with a creaking sound, and he cursed angrily.

"Damned, this bunch of vile humans simply deserve death; don't give this ancestor a chance, otherwise I'll surely swallow them alive."

"Alright, conserve your strength; as long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood."

Beside him, the Deer Ancestor said weakly, "These Beyond‑the‑Heavens humans are each sinister; to this day we still don't know why they've confined us like this."

Having captured them, yet neither interrogating nor torturing them, it truly leaves them puzzled.

Over the course of one night, in several pens it was chaos—chickens flying, dogs jumping; the many innate Demon Race beings were either looking for a place or on the way to find one.

By the next day, all the primordial demon race were completely exhausted.

When Mu You brought the disciples of Dan Tang to outside the beast pen, these primordial demon race didn't even have the strength to scold anyone.

One by one, they lay listless on the ground, looking as if their bodies had been completely drained.

Qi Xiong, who was accompanying them, said with some concern.

"Are they okay? Did you increase the dosage too much?"

Especially the Tiger Ancestor and Deer Ancestor, as elders of the primordial demon race, they were quite strong, but after one night they felt as if they had lost half their lives, lying motionless on the ground.

Mu You surveyed the primordial demon race in the beast pen, then replied calmly.

"Don't worry, just rest a few days; after all, they are primordial demon race, different from ordinary demons, so naturally we need to give them a strong medicine."

"Don't kill them."

"How could that happen? I know what I'm doing."

These primordial demon race ingredients are currently the treasured assets of the Dao One Immortal Sect; how could we let them come to harm?

Yesterday we cleared their intestines and stomach; over the next few days they only need normal nourishment, a process Mu You is familiar with.

Seeing Mu You's calm words, Qi Xiong also breathed a sigh of relief; as long as nothing happens, he just fears that something weird might pop up in the middle.

After making a round of inspection and confirming there were no problems, the group then left.

Mu You also instructed the disciples to carefully look after them over the next few days.

Just as everyone was about to leave, the Tiger Ancestor lifted his head and spoke weakly.

"If you have the ability, kill me; a scholar may be killed but not humiliated."

Nobody paid any attention to those words; wanting to die after entering the beast pen of the Dao One Immortal Sect is simply ridiculous.

Since they've come, they must learn to adapt.