Chapter 135: Chapter 135: So What If We Fight?
"If you’re unwilling to negotiate, then leave. Do you truly think that we, the Human Race, are begging for your cooperation?"
At this moment, the Dao Inference Saint Heir stepped forward from beside Gu Hao, his gaze meeting those of the dozen or so young Demon Race kings hovering in midair with an exceptionally firm attitude.
"Indeed, negotiation is a matter for both parties. If your Ancient Race is unwilling, you may leave directly."
In the Celestial Human Garden, some Human Race talents also stood up, speaking one after another.
These young kings of the Ancient Race were all arrogant, displaying an air of superiority. Such disregard made it seem as though the Human Race was genuinely pleading for negotiations.
"So, don’t say it’s our Ancient Race bullying your Human Race. Today, we have thirteen of us here. Your Human Race can send anyone to fight, and if you win more than half the battles, our Ancient Race will acknowledge your qualification to negotiate with us. How about it?"
The Ape Prince stepped forward out of thin air, glancing around the entire venue, continuing, "If you can’t even achieve that, then I believe there’s no point in negotiations between the two races."
The so-called negotiation is based on the premise that the gap between the two sides is not significant.
For the weak have no right to set conditions.
In the eyes of the Ape Prince and others, if the Human Race can’t even pass this hurdle, there truly is no point in negotiating.
Upon hearing his words, everyone present was silent, their brows furrowed.
Indeed, there was truth in the Ape Prince’s words.
But given the current situation, how could the Human Race field enough people to duel with their thirteen Heir Level geniuses?
The only ones truly capable of contending with the Ape Prince and others were Gu Hao and Li Yiran. The remaining few youthful kings were somewhat lacking, and even if they acted, the odds of victory weren’t great.
Moreover, Li Yiran had a scheduled duel at the Celestial Venerable Mountain with the Dragon Heir, with the battle commencing tomorrow. On the eve of the decisive fight, it was clearly unwise for him to act.
In other words, the only one truly able to act was the Dao Body, Gu Hao.
To rely on one person to battle all thirteen, and furthermore, to secure more than half the victories, was far more difficult than imagined.
Even for a Dao Body, it was fundamentally impossible.
"What? Could it be that there are truly no young talents left in your Human Race? Our Ancient Race has already made sufficient concessions." The Ape Prince spoke, his gaze sweeping condescendingly over the crowd.
Only to hear the Demon Heir speak again, "Isn’t it laughable that a grand Human Race can’t even muster thirteen people? In that case... our Ancient Race will take one more step back. Any of you present can fight, and our thirteen will suppress our cultivation to match your realm level. How about battling on equal terms?"
These words caused an uproar throughout the venue.
Suppressing cultivation, battling on equal terms.
The Demon Heir had already proposed such terms. If the Human Race backed down now, they would surely become a laughingstock.
"Isn’t that a bit too arrogant? If they suppress cultivation and fight on equal terms, doesn’t that mean anyone could have a chance of winning?" Someone, eager, was considering stepping forward.
In their view, it was undoubtedly a great opportunity to make a name for themselves. Defeating even one among them could bring universal acclaim.
Moreover, with the opponent suppressing their cultivation to match theirs, they felt there was indeed a chance of victory.
But quickly, these people were held back by their companions, "Don’t be impulsive, these are Heir Level geniuses, elites among elites. Even if they suppress their cultivation to match ours, the odds of victory are greatly skewed against us. They can easily overpower us."
Hearing these words, those who originally intended to act cooled down immediately.
Yes, whether it’s the Demon Heir or the Ape Prince, they are prestigious young kings with countless unimagined abilities. Even at an equal realm level, defeating them would be only slightly less difficult than it is now.
"If that’s the case, then why not fight?"
As Gu Hao snorted coldly at this time.
The Ancient Race had already pushed things this far, so how could he justify not acting?
When it comes to trump cards and tactics, as the Young Master of the Ancient Emperor family, he certainly wouldn’t fall short of these so-called Ancient Race heirs.
Moreover, he had the advantage brought by the Dao Body, and in a battle of equal realms, the odds of victory weren’t low.
However, battling thirteen continuous rounds, even with the Dao Body, might be too much to handle. Gu Hao hoped he could win several rounds, and then let Li Yiran or other young Human Race kings take over.
"Hold on, Brother Gu."
However, just as Gu Hao was about to step out, a voice suddenly emerged from somewhere in the crowd, "How about letting me go first? After I am defeated, you can act, and it will not be too late then."
These words suddenly stilled the entire crowd, who then turned their gazes towards the source of the voice.
In the midst of the crowd, they saw a young man in white slowly step forward.
"It’s him! The mysterious young expert who defeated Long Shiyuan a few days ago!" someone exclaimed, recognizing Ji Chen, and immediately showed a joyful expression.
"Oh? Is this the person who defeated Long Shiyuan?"
"Younger than I’d expected. Who is he, what’s his name?"
"Being able to defeat Long Shiyuan of the Second Layer of the Celestial Essence Realm with a Seventh Layer Returning Ruins Realm cultivation, he must be extraordinary too. A battle against a Heir Level genius might truly be possible for him!"
The crowd was fervently discussing, their eyes entirely focused on Ji Chen.
Li Yiran and Gu Hao exchanged a glance. From the crowd’s discussions, they also learned of Ji Chen’s achievements.
"May I know the name of this friend?" Gu Hao cupped his fists towards Ji Chen, inquiring.
Within the Northern Nether Realm, he was familiar with the top young geniuses, but Ji Chen was someone he clearly was unfamiliar with, confirming he hadn’t met him before.
"A name is just a label, of little importance," Ji Chen replied with a smile.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, high in the sky, the Demon Heir furrowed his brow, his gaze locking onto Ji Chen. After a moment, he snorted coldly, "So it’s you! You’re the one who beheaded one of my Dao bodies in the Profound Domain. I’ve been looking for you!"
He recognized Ji Chen.
Because the appearance Ji Chen was using at this moment was precisely the same as when he had first returned to the Lingyun Sect.
"What?"
"So it was him who killed the Demon Heir’s Mind Dao Body?"
The crowd was once again astonished. This incident had already spread throughout Beiyou regions recently, and many were aware of it, curious to know who it was that dared to slay the Demon Heir’s Dao Body.
Unexpectedly, that person had now come here, right before them, as this unknown young man in white!