"There's a simple solution." Yin Suli's voice rang out clearly. "Let them fight among themselves, and the winner takes all! Only the strongest among them will be qualified to enter the ancestral grounds, where they can receive concentrated resources and be trained with all our might!"
At his words, the Demon Race prodigies from the various factions exchanged subtle glances, each clearly making their own calculations.
The sixteen martial artists, however, wore a range of expressions. Most of them looked troubled, naturally unwilling to accept this.
It meant that the vast majority would lose their chance to enter the ancestral grounds and obtain their opportunities.
Yet they had no say in the matter.
The final decision had always rested in the hands of the lofty Demon Race.
"I think this plan is feasible."
After a brief silence, the golden flood dragon spoke thoughtfully.
Its enormous dragon eyes swept meaningfully over the red-haired young man behind Yin Suli. Then it slowly nodded, signaling its agreement.
The Green Dragon Valley it belonged to was powerful, so it presumably had ample confidence in the martial artists under its command.
A trace of smugness flashed in Yin Suli's eyes. He turned his gaze toward Kong Xi and the scarlet lion from another faction, whose only purple features were its deep-set eyes.
The representative of the Jade Blood Purple-Eyed Lion clan.
"Princess Kong Xi, Brother Zi, what do you think?"
Kong Xi and the Jade Blood Purple-Eyed Lion did not answer at once. Both looked thoughtful, as if weighing the pros and cons.
"In this age, the Immortal Dao flourishes, and most of the Cangyun Realm lies under its control. It is no easy thing for our Demon Race to eke out a corner for itself in the Demon Domain."
Seeing this, Yin Suli raised