Vol 2 Chapter 10: Insects and Demons
The true dragon's eyes swept over the pill, imdiately detecting the still-active insects within it.
Long Yunshui quickly transmitted her voice to Mo Wen: "That Kong Family's elixir uses a type of insect that should have been completely eradicated by ."
Mo Wen imdiately asked in return: "If soone eats this pill, they'll beco parasitized by insects?"
Long Yunshui denied this possibility: "No, although my alchemy skills aren't refined, I can still see the exquisite technique in the Kong Family's pill thod. If consud and refined normally, the living insects in the pill can't cause trouble—they're just a sowhat special main ingredient."
"The real key is that those 'abnormal insects' should have been completely exterminated by and my friends."
Mo Wen thought of an unpleasant possibility: "Completely exterminated? Why?"
Long Yunshui explained: "Because they couldn't communicate and developed too rapidly, devouring everything around them. The 'abnormal insects' could continuously acquire new talents through predation—whether human physiques, demon bloodlines, or even spiritual plant characteristics. They could master them all, even optimizing and integrating them into a single individual."
"Insects equivalent to human Body Forging and Murderous Aura Refining realms—they could reproduce by millions within days when their numbers grew. Insect generals equivalent to Cloud Condensing realm—they could also be mass-produced daily. Even insect kings equivalent to Heavenly Transformation realm—the peak abnormal insects numbered nearly a hundred at their height."
"The numbers were so vast that even Black-Feathered One and Variegated-Feather, who advocated not wasting food, grew so fat from eating insects they nearly bulged with fat."
Even divine beasts grew fat from eating them—the numbers were truly imnse. Mo Wen could completely imagine that terrifying scene of insects blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
However, Mo Wen felt that with his martial power, it shouldn't be impossible to deal with them.
After her shock, Long Yunshui relaxed: "The Chenyao Dynasty has offerings throughout all regions. Those spirit offerings have sharp perception and can move through soil layers. They haven't reported any problems, and the emperor's connection between heaven and humanity hasn't detected abnormalities either. It should just be a small number of processed abnormal insects being bred."
"Later, we can send so people to the Kong Family for questioning—that should be enough."
She casually scanned the people present, her attention focusing on several individuals who had forcibly suppressed changes in their expression after discovering the Beast Elixir.
Usurping demon bloodline talents—anyone could understand the terror of this. It was an era-defining invention like mass-producing spirit rice, enough to make its creator famous throughout history. Shock was natural, but forcibly suppressing it...
"Ah, no wonder they could evade my first glance. These are demons grown into human form."
Long Yunshui enthusiastically shared the strange sight she witnessed with Mo Wen: "'Demons' are a broad category defined by humans, specifically referring to other races possessing intelligence and cultivation ability. Since humans are the current dominant race of this world, 'demons' are relatively weaker. To unite, they had to accept this general term, but actually 'demons' vary greatly."
"Normal 'demons' undergo slight changes based on their original race—bodies strengthen, sizes increase, growing wings, horns, and similar features."
"When they want to take human form, they generally use transformation arts, with clear distinctions between true form and transford form."
"But these human-form demons... they probably rely on their tenacious vitality and powerful adaptability. After shattering all their bones and ridians, they're stuffed into human-shaped molds and regrow into this form."
"True form is human shape, transford form is also human shape, plus they use so auxiliary tools. Ordinary magic simply can't see through their true forms."
Mo Wen imdiately grasped the key point: "When such demons appear in batches, it indicates they have an extrely powerful organization with firm beliefs and mature thods. They're not simply categorized under the broad 'demon' classification—they've genuinely begun seeing themselves as the demon race."
When a new powerful race erges, established powerful races will inevitably face challenges.
As a newcor, he wasn't entirely sure about the conflicts between humans and demons, but it stood to reason that without external enemies, the two would inevitably engage in brutal struggles over more land and power—especially since "spirit at" was among the common cultivation resources for humans.
If their strengths were relatively equal...
To gather multiple different races under the na "demon," even with humans as opponents, would still require a mighty ruler, nurous powerful experts, and countless elites.
Only when demons could support the backbone of a race would they qualify to stand firm in this world, rather than being scattered like loose sand, hunted by the Dao Institute as wild animals.
But Mo Wen considered himself human, temporarily serving as emperor.
He didn't place much importance on the human-demon distinction—the gap between humans and demons was probably far smaller than the gap between him and the people of this world.
So after "natural selection," demons willing to coexist with humans could survive.
"They should have special communication thods among themselves. If we startle the grass and alert the snakes, it wouldn't be good. First, mark them all."
"Their goal... is probably ."
Assassinating the emperor would be excellent for inducing natural disasters and damaging morale. If they could plunge humans into internal chaos, it would be even more beneficial for the demon race.
But if it's just sothing small like assassinating the emperor, Mo Wen could handle it. Rather, he felt the demon race wouldn't dare make a move after truly witnessing his full power.
Nearby, Bailu and the other two didn't have Mo Wen's concerns. They were still watching the monkey show, even feeling sowhat eager: "That monkey refused the elixir, thinking the stone demon short-lived—how amusing. Can stones even die of old age?"
"Others are starting to give gifts too."
"That sword looks so beautiful, that saber isn't bad either. How co soone's directly taking off their inner armor?"
"This monkey is quite skilled at waving knives and spears around—quite impressive."
Under everyone's gaze, the monkey had already acquired a set of magnificent attire by collecting investnts while greedily swallowing pills, gulping spirit tea, spirit at, and spirit fruits, all while alternating between knives, spears, swords, and halberds in his hands—exactly like a street perforr.
He laughed cheerfully: "Hehe, thank you everyone."
His joy easily influenced the atmosphere, making even Mo Wen have so thoughts.
He always felt monkeys should be paired with staffs.
An emperor bestowing a staff seed rather vulgar. Mo Wen recalled the "Strongest Staff" that Madman had given him.
It wasn't because the staff was powerful that it held aning, but because the two people passing the staff were the strongest, so they could create aning.
Of course, Mo Wen hadn't brought that Strongest Staff that was completely useless except for its symbolic aning.
But staffs—there were plenty around.
With a casual wave, he grasped rock into a staff and tossed it toward the monkey: "Little monkey, catch the staff."
The monkey's eyes lit up. He threw aside the weapons in his hands, imdiately caught the staff, and perford a series of staff flourishes: "Fun, fun! This weapon suits best!"
Those who had gifted weapons felt sowhat resentful that their offerings had been replaced by a casually molded toy, but then the sound announcing the grand ceremony's comncent rang out. And the person who had given the staff subsequently radiated peerless majestic authority.
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