Chu He swept his gaze around indifferently.
The situation of the foreign races entered his eyes in full.
These fellows had merely been naturally digesting the medicinal power injected into them last time. Most of it had even dissipated. They had not taken the initiative to cultivate at all.
Well, well!
They dared to drag their feet for him?
They had quite the nerve.
Chu He made his move and grabbed a foreign race member shaped like a jackal.
This was an Innate Ninth Level member of the Canine Fang Clan.
Force surged from his palm, transforming into golden flames.
Amid agonized howls, the Canine Fang Clan innate warrior was directly refined to death, vanishing into ash.
"From now on, I will come once every half month. Whoever has the weakest cultivation will meet this fate!"
Chu He spoke calmly.
The expressions of the foreign races changed drastically as they looked at one another.
They were considering whom to push out first to die.
"Keep an eye on them. Whoever dares bully the weak, beat them to death! Bring out your signature skills."
Chu He said to Little Turtle, who was following behind him.
Little Turtle nodded to show that he understood.
The foreign races' expressions grew even uglier.
They witnessed Little Turtle's signature skills every day.
That was no turtle at all.
"From now on, the one with the highest cultivation among you may remain here indefinitely. Work hard, keep it up. As long as you hold on to first place, perhaps one day, you'll be able to fight your way out of here!"
The punishment had been delivered. Next, he had to give them a little sweetness as well. Since he wanted them to cultivate and grow diligently, he had to give them some light to look toward.