[Let the demons nurture you wholeheartedly, allowing you to live for thousands of years and become a True King or even higher. Even if you ultimately choose ten or a hundred times the cultivation level, it wouldn't be a loss.]
"That's right," Yun Shou nodded.
[You believe the original entity would think this way.]
"...You guessed right."
[But that's because his true form has never been to the Upper Realm, he has never fought against the demons, and he has never witnessed his comrades, with whom he shared so many days and nights, being devoured alive!]
[The fortress was ravaged by blood; behind the breached lines, the people wailed in despair, hailing you as a hero. The children who cheered for you are now reduced to mangled corpses!]
[Someone shielded you from a fatal blow, others charged forward shouting and self-destructing; they died at the hands of the demons, and before they died, they told you to annihilate the demons.]
You may accept the sweet words of the demons' banquet, but you cannot yield on this crucial matter; it's a matter of basic human decency!
Yun Shou: "..." Lao Jiu is determined to be at odds with the Demon Clan.
He Yunshou, whose true form in the lower realm has lived for fourteen years, has never come into contact with the demon race, nor has he been directly harmed by them.
Aside from being hindered in development by that alien demon several times, and Lao Qi also being killed on the battlefield—but his main body was unharmed.
So although he dislikes the demon race, this dislike is flexible: when I am powerful, I can destroy the demons with a single slap; when I am weak, it is not unacceptable for the demons to take the initiative to befriend me, and I can even leave some seeds for you in the future, or I can help bring humans and demons together.
But Yun Jiu is different. After her identity was exposed by that idiot Xi Xiqi, she fought against the demons for twenty-five years, enough time for an infant to grow into an adult and develop a complete and mature set of values.
A quick reading of the history books of the Qingyu human race reveals countless millennia of racial feuds that cannot be erased.
Even when King Jia threatened him to hand over his people, he was still protected by the human overlords...
He stopped blaming the humans for using him to fill in the gaps, because the other side was filling in the gaps too.
The Qingyu forces are fighting too fiercely, involving humans, demons, and monsters alike, and they are sending out troops like crazy. Even one or two True Kings cannot change the current situation.
Without a continuous supply of soldiers to fight on the front lines, territory would have to be ceded, and the lower realm would be destroyed. The alien demons he encountered had sneaked into the human territory, so at least Bei Chenguang could put up a fight.
Once the humans of the upper realm start their own schemes, his starting point might be something like, "Born into a Demon Race Breeding Ground, I Use Simulation to Defy Fate!"
Moreover, they were directly assigned to the Demon Clan of the Third Realm (Chapter 134), and could die at any time. Even after a hundred simulations, they might not become Celestials. Once they had some strength, they would be killed after their abnormality was discovered.
There might even be a limited-time escape mission where you'll be chosen as a blood meal six months later. Trying to just lie back and grind is a complete waste of time.
Unlike the Qinghe Gang, without a gang like the Qinghe Gang, he could fish directly under Uncle Ji's guidance without signing a contract of servitude and reap a greater harvest.
The atmosphere in the Three Kingdoms period was still relatively good; there were no openly evil martial artists, only bandits at most.
The upper realm has no humans, but rather demons and monsters.
Whether or not you accept the Demon Egg is your choice. Only the Demon Egg can preserve your Holy Body talent when transforming you into a demon.
Normal demon transformation won't work.
And you—you chose passive resistance.
[You just keep dragging your feet, refusing to accept the Demon Egg, and you expect good treatment!]
[(Dragon face): "No suicide allowed!"]
"I came to the Demon Realm to be the emperor, I'm the most awesome!"
[You realized your irreplaceable role and became much more open. The demon kings didn't immediately change their attitude: There's still plenty of time; let's take it slow.]
These false kings are all "factionalists who want to escape fate." You kill many demons, but they don't care. Instead, they let you do as you please, minimizing their hostility towards the demon race as much as possible.
As for that King Jia whose son you killed... it's fake. He just made up an excuse back then. Jia Lie wasn't his son; he was another King Jia's.
They are convinced you will inevitably submit. A mere hundred-odd years of human life, while you will spend hundreds, even thousands of years in the demonic lands. The power of time will wash everything away.
Furthermore, they have many clever tricks waiting for you to trigger.
[You are free to move about within the general area of this Cloud Nine Mystic House... no, within this Heavenly Demon Palace. You can obtain food from the demon and sea races at any time from the kitchen, but you are not allowed to leave.]
Behind you, a Feather King follows idly. Feather Demons are always short, and even pseudo-kings don't exceed 1.5 meters in height. You often turn your head to look down at it.
[That's just like Ah Q.]
The Heavenly Demon Palace is extremely large, not only used for hosting banquets for the kings, but also containing a large number of miscellaneous buildings and areas.
You walk along a street adjacent to the outer edge of the Heavenly Demon Palace. The surrounding buildings are bloody and cruel, yet possess a grotesque beauty.
[By the roadside, you see a little armored demon and a little barbarian demon playing football.]
The ball was a human head, bloody and bone-exposed, its features and gender indistinguishable.
You couldn't help but raise your hand and channel your inner energy: You inherently evil demon brat, I will personally...
[The Feather King sneered, pressing your hand down with his vital energy: "Don't go too far!"]
[Your Yuan Power surged directly into your brain: "If I don't kill these two soccer prodigies, I'll commit suicide!"]
[...]
The Heavenly Demon Palace has stopped importing human blood as food.
[You discover that the Demon Egg is deeply rooted in your "foundation of life," you can feel it, but you can't find it no matter what you do.]
It not only cannot be erased, but it is also slowly eroding your lifespan—unless you are willing to accept it and live with it for the rest of your life, regardless of wealth or poverty… only then can you offset this negative effect.
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