231: scheming against each other

Seeing the Human Race members file in, all disappearing into the deep black room, Wan Yuan snorted, a fierce glint in his eyes.

He subtly gave a look to the Nightmare.

Nightmare understood, his figure gliding out like smoke, quietly pressing against the black gate, his ear to the crack, trying to glean a secret whisper.

However—

Inside the gate, it was as silent as an abyss; not even a trace of Qi could penetrate.

He raised a hand to test, his fingertip touching an invisible barrier, and was gently repelled, as if hitting a wall of bronze and iron.

“No,” Nightmare returned quietly, his voice low, “the Restriction is severe; I can’t hear anything, nor can I break through it.”

“Hmph! They truly are a bunch of insidious maggots!” Wan Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes burning with rage, “They must be plotting some vicious scheme inside! We cannot just sit here and wait for death!”

He waved a hand and said in a deep voice, “Let’s go! We’ll enter the room too and discuss countermeasures!”

The Yao Race members followed closely, stepping into another black secret room.

Wan Yuan surveyed the various Yao, his brows tightly furrowed: “Humans are full of tricks; this trial is extremely perilous.

Sister Qian Huan, you have always been unmatched in wisdom and strategy.

Tell me—how should we respond?”

Fox King Qian Huan chuckled, her bell-like laughter echoing in the secret room, carrying a hint of laziness and charm.

She didn't answer immediately but moved with light steps, walking directly towards Lu Chen in the corner.

“Hehe… The method is quite simple.”

Her slender, jade-like finger gently lifted Lu Chen’s chin, her fingertip gliding across his young face, her gaze shifting, a half-smile on her lips: “Coincidentally, isn’t there a… most suitable ‘little sacrifice’ right here?”

Lu Chen’s heart tightened, and he subtly tilted his head, avoiding her touch, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Wan Yuan, however, was completely bewildered and scratched his head: “Sacrifice? What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

Qian Huan rolled her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of exasperated scolding: “My Great King, you lead the Yao Race, yet you are still so slow when it comes to such intricate schemes?”

She withdrew her hand, turned to face everyone, her smile suddenly turning cold, her words clear and sharp: “Don’t you understand? On the surface, this trial seems to test our wisdom, but in reality, it’s just about pushing out two sacrifices! So, if this little brother Lu Chen chooses 1, and all of us choose the number 2, then I have 99% confidence that we can all be safe.

I don’t believe it’s such a coincidence that the other side also adopted this strategy.”

Lu Chen laughed: “Hahahahaha, since you can think of this strategy, do you think the Human Race can’t? What if the Human Race camp also chooses 2? Wouldn’t all of you die then?”

Qian Huan sneered: “That’s easy then; let Wan Zehu choose 3, and then the seven of us can be absolutely safe.”

Wan Zehu panicked: “Uncle Wan Yuan, I, I don’t want to die.

My father said you would take care of me; I don’t want to die!”

Wan Yuan looked at Wan Zehu kindly: “My child, of course I will take care of you.

I will proclaim you a great hero among the Yao Race and promise to protect your Wanxiang City.

This way, you will bring honor to your ancestors!”

Wan Zehu frantically fled the small black room, and others who tried to stop him were repelled by a force.

A cold mechanical voice sounded: “Any violence is prohibited in this trial!”

Wan Yuan’s expression changed: “Damn it! This fellow is actually so cowardly and afraid of death!”

Everyone chased after him.

Wan Yuan threatened: “Wan Zehu! If you betray the Yao Race, I, Wan Yuan, swear I will slaughter your entire Wanxiang City, leaving no one alive!”

Wan Zehu stumbled and trembled: “Kill me, kill me, anyway, father doesn’t like me either; he only likes big brother.

As long as I live, I’ll do anything!”

Lu Chen, who had activated a cheat code, now knew that one person in the Human Race camp had chosen [1], and seven others had chosen [2]!

Haha, interesting!

This meant the Human Race camp chickened out!

There was still one person who hadn’t chosen, afraid of clashing strategies with the Yao Race.

Lu Chen came up with a plan.

He ran in front of Wan Zehu and whispered, “Brother Hu, do you trust me? I can let you live.”

Wan Zehu knew that Lu Chen was the eccentric who created the “Universal Cultivation Method,” so he trusted him completely: “I trust you!”

Lu Chen lowered his voice and said, “When the Human Race camp comes out later, you just cry out loudly, ‘Why do all of you choose the number 2 and make me choose 1! I won’t choose!’”

Wan Zehu anxiously asked, “And then?”

Lu Chen smiled faintly: “Then, you rush into the small black room and choose the number 2!”

Wan Zehu nodded: “I trust you!”

Flood Dragon Demon King Wan Yuan was enraged and chased after them: “Lu Chen! What are you whispering into Wan Zehu’s ear?!”

Lu Chen laughed: “I’m advising him to choose the number 3!”

Just then, the nine members of the Human Race camp emerged.

Except for Tie Xue, everyone else seemed to be in a good mood.

Old Monster Mo deliberately said loudly, “Are the numbers all confirmed?!”

The others: “Confirmed, rest assured! Commander Bai!”

Bai Qi said to the air, “Our numbers are confirmed.

Hurry up and announce the results!”

Mechanical cold voice: “The game will only end after one incense stick of time has passed, or after everyone has confirmed their numbers!”

Blazing Heaven Lord roared in anger: “Hey! You Yao Race people, hurry up! Stop dragging your feet; just pick a number! Do you really think you’ll die? This is all an illusion!”

Madam Shuang’s acting was very convincing; she pretended to be pitiful and asked softly, “Is it really okay if we all choose 50?”

Lei Xingming lowered his voice: “Don’t worry, 50 is the safest number.”

Although he had lost all his cultivation, the Wolf King’s ears were exceptionally sensitive, and he heard their whispers.

He used a special Yao Race language: “Boss, did you hear that? They all chose 50! That’s great; we just need to all choose a number less than 50!”

Fox King Qian Huan reprimanded in the Yao Race language: “Foolish! This is clearly a trick by the Human Race; they’re trying to trick us into talking.

Don’t speak carelessly!”

Just then, Wan Zehu suddenly had a breakdown and shrieked hysterically: “I don’t want to die! I won’t choose 3! Why should you all choose 2 and make me choose 1! Isn’t that forcing me to die?! Hahahaha, even if I die, I’ll take you all down with me!”

Before his words finished, he stopped fleeing and, as if mad, turned direction and rushed headlong into the black secret room that the Yao Race had just left!

“What is he doing?!”

“Stop him!!”

Wan Yuan roared, and the Devil Kings all pounced—

But, it was too late.

Wan Zehu had already rushed into the small black room.

At these words!

Everyone in the Human Race camp’s expressions changed drastically!

Holy crap! Holy crap!!!

This group of Yao Race members actually adopted the exact same strategy as them!

It’s over; it’s completely over now; they’re all wiped out!!