Still stunned, the Queen Mother turned to Emperor Venerate, her face full of confusion.
"Heavenly Emperor."
"My disciple, the Mystic Maiden, may have received my true teachings and reached the Great Principle Golden Immortal realm, but she is still only one person. How could she turn the tide of the Human Race's war?"
The Queen Mother was deeply puzzled.
She had been keeping a close eye on the battles between the Human Race's army and Chi You's forces.
Especially the battle that had taken place just recently.
Chan Teachings had sent Daoist Randeng, a Quasi-Saint, leading a group of its disciples to aid the Human Race, yet they still hadn't been a match for Chi You's army.
In the Queen Mother's eyes, her disciple, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, was merely a Great Principle Golden Immortal.
In a war between these two races, someone of her standing would make little difference. How could she help the Human Race break the stalemate?
Seeing the Queen Mother's confusion, Emperor Venerate smiled faintly and said meaningfully:
"Queen Mother."
"Your disciple, the Mystic Maiden, has studied the arts of war and various battle formations in depth."
"If she descends to the lower realm and teaches Xuanyuan of the Human Race some formations, the Human Race's army will certainly have a better chance of holding its own against the Witch Clan's forces."
"Of course, that alone won't be enough."
"Xuanyuan, the Yellow Emperor of the Human Race, is only at the peak of the Great Principle Golden Immortal realm. To deal with Chi You, he'll need to grow stronger."
After hearing Emperor Venerate's explanation, the doubts on the Queen Mother's face did not fade in the slightest. Still at a loss, she asked:
"Heavenly Emperor, I don't understand what you mean."
Emperor Venerate remained composed.