Chapter 950
Originally he was sighing and lamenting, feeling sorry that these excellent ingredients had been wasted, and at this moment he saw the Demon Race and the Undying Race fighting together.
Hong Zun immediately let out an angry, strange shout.
"Damn Undying Race, they want to kill my ingredients again."
Hearing this, Qing Shi, Shi Song and the others nearby also spoke up in agreement.
"Exactly, it's utterly hateful."
"These ingredients are also stupid, damn it, they actually went up to offer themselves."
"Holy shit, one died, quick quick quick, go up and save them!"
"Right right right, go up and save them."
"Huh???"
Saying this, Hong Zun's group rushed toward the battlefield without hesitation, leaving only Ye Zhangqing, Bai Hua Xianzi, and Jueying three people completely bewildered.
"Is there really no need to do this?"
"My husband, you still don't know, do you?"
Hearing this, Bai Hua Xianzi covered her mouth and laughed lightly, while Ye Zhangqing shook his head doubtfully.
"The sect's stored ingredients are already insufficient; otherwise why would Shī xiōng and the others be so anxious?"
The last time they prepared ingredients was before the war of extermination; after that war broke out, Dao Yi Shengdi naturally had no time to attend to these matters.
Not paying attention doesn't mean the ingredients aren't consumed; whether it's daily meals, wartime consumption, or even dry rations, none of that has been heard of.
As the saying goes, stagnant water cannot withstand being ladled; if there's only outflow and no inflow, that certainly won't work.
Watching the ingredient stores dwindle day by day, and on top of that the Demon Race and the Undying Race have started fighting again, the daily loss of ingredients is an astronomical figure; how could Hong Zun and the others not be anxious?
"If the ingredients are all used up, what will they eat in the future?"
Currently, those in contact among the three races are all figures of the level of Great Emperor Old Ancestors, so whatever the ancestors say, the people below naturally don't know.
Upon seeing each other, the two sides naturally launched into a fierce battle without a word.
However, this time, shortly after the two sides had just clashed, an angry shout was heard coming from afar.
"Stop!"
"Huh???"
"Who the hell is courting death?" Upon hearing that sound, both the Demon Race and the Undying Race turned to look toward the source.
But upon looking, both races were dumbfounded, seeing a group of Human Race members charging over with a fierce aura.
Seeing the Human Race, the Demon Race immediately gritted their teeth, while the Undying Race couldn't help but feel their hearts sink, "Damn, how did the Human Race come here?"
Just as both sides were stunned, Hong Zun had already led his people charging straight into the battlefield.
Then...... then, without hesitation, he shielded the Demon Race behind him.
"All of you, stop!"
"Huh???"
This time, the Demon Race and Undying Race became even more bewildered; the Undying Race looked puzzled, wondering what the Human Race was doing—this posture seemed like they were trying to protect these Demon Race members.
The Demon Race was even more dazed: "The Human Race wants to protect us? How could that be? You're joking."
Both races were completely at a loss, but Hong Zun, looking at the Demon Race that had just been slain, his eyes full of regret.
"Look, look, just damn it, we were a little late and lost a piece of ingredient for nothing."
If things continue to develop like this, later they'll truly only be able to drink the northwest wind.
The more he thought, the more Hong Zun's fury became uncontainable, and his gaze toward the Undying Race grew icy.
"It's these damned things, daring to kill the ingredients of my Dao Yi Shengdi—utterly hateful."
Facing Hong Zun's icy gaze, the Undying Race unconsciously took a step back.
Just now I finally saw clearly, these people are actually all Cultivation: Great Saint, Shèngjìng cultivation, while those present are mostly just ordinary strong ones of the Undying Race.
But there were neither Saints nor Cultivation: Great Saint holding the fort.
Under the fearful gaze of the Undying Race, Hong Zun gritted his teeth and said.
"Scram, from now on, without my Dao Yi Shengdi's order, you are not allowed to attack the Demon Race again."
Huh???
Do you even want to hear what you're saying? Our two races are in a war of extermination—how the heck, do we have to go to your Dao Yi Shengdi to file a report before we act, or what?
The Undying Race wanted to curse in anger, but under Hong Zun's intimidation, they dared not say a word.
Seeing the Undying Race frozen in place, Hong Zun shouted again.
"Scram, don't scram, die."
This time, the Undying Race dared not hesitate any longer and immediately turned and left.
They didn't dare to fight Hong Zun and the others, not to mention the huge gap in cultivation; the Human Race's nefarious methods already left them feeling uncertain just thinking about it.
With just two sentences he drove away the Undying Race; as for the Demon Race behind him, they are still completely bewildered.
They never imagined that one day they would actually be rescued by the Human Race.
This is absurd—the Human Race and the Demon Race are mortal enemies; could the Human Race ever come to rescue them?
Even when Hong Zun and the others turned their gaze toward them, these Demon Race members still hadn't come to their senses.
After finally regaining their senses, sensing Hong Zun and the others' gaze upon them, these Demon Race members felt their hearts tighten again.
What do these Humans want to do? What do they want to do?
Feeling nervous inside, yet daring neither to act nor to flee, the leading Demon Race member could only steel himself to look at Hong Zun and the others, feeling extremely uneasy, and reluctantly said.
"Th-thank... thank you all for saving us."
In thanking the Human Race, this Demon Race member felt more nauseous than eating a fly, originally intending to say his thanks and then quickly lead his people away.
But who would have thought, the next second, upon hearing those words, Hong Zun suddenly showed a smile and replied.
What courtesy, what's our relationship, no need to thank, just tie me up.
He had wanted to exchange a few pleasantries, but didn't even let it speak; seeing Hong Zun wave his hand, he simply said, "Tie them up."
Then a group of Human Race strongmen swarmed up and, in a few moves, subdued this group of demon beasts.
What are you doing? What do you want to do?
Let go of me, what do you want to do?
Our Demon Race's Demon Emperor is right here; how dare you act so arrogantly?
The sudden change caused many demon beasts to struggle and roar, but it was utterly useless.
Hong Zun's thought was also simple: damn, this group of ingredients doesn't know death; better to capture them first and keep them in hand to feel at ease.
Hong Zun truly felt sorry, couldn't bear to see another ingredient wasted.
After capturing this group of demon beasts, Hong Zun and his party directly brought them back to the Human Race's garrison.
Seeing that the crowd not only tried to stop the fight but also damned tied up hundreds of demon beasts and brought them back, Ye Zhangqing said strangely.
Peak Master, what is this............
I'm not at ease leaving these ingredients outside; each one is as stupid as a pig; if I weren't here today, who knows how many more ingredients would be lost.
Upon hearing this, Hong Zun said with a regretful expression; as for the hundreds of demon beasts behind him, each one's eyes were about to burst.
You damn, you're being too disrespectful; who the hell is as stupid as a pig? Also, who are you calling ingredients? Get it straight: you Human Race are the blood food of my Demon Race.
It's a pity, these demon beasts have had their mouths blocked and their cultivation sealed; right now they have no power to resist.
But who would have thought, the next second Hong Zun spoke again.
If you ask me, we might as well directly corral the entire Demon Race, so we don't have to worry about them all day.
Huh???
End of Chapter
