Chapter 943 The Angry Silver Scale Race, The Determination of the Giant Spirit King (2)

Zhou Shu suddenly appeared beside Ji Lutian and said calmly, “Ji Lutian, how do you want him to thank you? Why don’t you become the king of the giant spirit race?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” Ji Lutian rolled his eyes. “Isn’t being their king a death wish?”

“Then, do you think the giant spirit race has anything that catches your eye?” Zhou Shu said angrily.

“I was just joking. Why are you taking it so seriously?” Ji Lutian said.

Seeing Zhou Shu, Cang Huan shouted excitedly, “Brother Zhou, fortunately, I didn’t disappoint you. The black feather race has been completely eliminated.”

“It’s expected. If you can’t even deal with a small black feather race, then you, the Giant Spirit King, can find a piece of tofu and kill yourself,” Zhou Shu said indifferently.

“Tofu?” Cang Huan didn’t know what tofu was. “Giant Spirit King, the black feather race is just a stepping stone. You didn’t need to spend much effort to get past it,” Zhou Shu continued. “I’ll give you another task.

“If you can complete this task, I guarantee that your giant spirit race will be famous.”

“What task?” Cang Huan said. “As long as my giant spirit race can do it, I will definitely do my best.”

“Do you know the bai ze race?” Zhou Shu asked.

“Yes…” Cang Huan was a little stunned.

The bai ze race was different from the black feather race.

Brother Zhou can’t be thinking of…

“Take care of the bai ze race,” Zhou Shu said. Clang!

Cang Huan fell off the stretcher. Ignoring the pain in his body, he got up, looked at Zhou Shu in shock, and said weakly, “Brother Zhou, the bai ze race…”

The bai ze race ranked 11th among the myriad races in the world!

Moreover, rumor had it that the bai ze race could definitely rank higher, but they kept a low profile and were unwilling to compete.

Even though they only ranked 11th among the myriad races in the world, they were not people that the giant spirit race could provoke.

Even though the giant spirit race had defeated the asura race and the black feather race, they were no match for the bai ze race.

The giant spirit race couldn’t even rank in the top hundred.

It was not an exaggeration to say that a few experts of the bai ze race could easily sweep away the giant spirit race.

Zhou Shu glanced at Cang Huan and said calmly, “You’re not willing? It’s fine if you’re unwilling. I think there are still many races willing to do it. I’ll just find another race.”

“No!” Cang Huan was shocked. Does he mean that he will abandon the giant spirit race?

Without his cultivation technique and the weapons he forges, can the giant spirit race continue to prosper?

Cang Huan understood too well. If not for the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and the Heaven-Splitting Axe, he wouldn’t have been able to kill the Asura King and the Black Feather King.

Without the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, it would have been impossible for the giant spirit race to destroy the black feather race.

The Eight-Nine Arcane Art had brought earth-shattering changes to the giant spirit race!

Cang Huan knew very well that it wasn’t because the giant spirit race was powerful that they could destroy the asura race and the black feather race.

If another race had Zhou Shu’s help, they could also do the same.

The giant spirit race was about to prosper, but Zhou Shu wanted to leave them. How could Cang Huan let this happen?

“Brother Zhou, it’s not that I am unwilling, but my giant spirit race really can’t defeat the bai ze race,” Cang Huan said bitterly.

He explained, “The population of the bai ze race is indeed not much more than the giant spirit race’s, but their strength is far above ours.

“Even though my strength has increased greatly, I can only be considered a lower-intermediate-level existence in the bai ze race. Their experts are much stronger than me.”

“Is that so?” Zhou Shu said. Even in the future, the strength of the Giant Spirit King could almost reach the level of Wang Xuanyi and the others. Even Zheng Chengan, Tang Qianluo, and the grotto-heaven leaders might not be his match.

With such strength, he could only be comparable to a lower-intermediate-level member of the bai ze race?

But after he thought about it, it seemed possible. When he went to the silver scale race’s territory earlier, their experts were indeed not weaker than Wang Xuanyi, and there were many of them.

Although these ancient races didn’t understand spiritual essence cultivation, they were really favored by the world. They were innately extremely powerful and were not much inferior to those who had spiritual essence cultivation.

Of course, if they could cultivate spiritual essence, they would definitely be stronger.

Take Cang Huan for example. Before cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, he could only be comparable to a decent Grotto-Heaven realm martial artist. But now, he was already comparable to a top Grotto-Heaven realm expert.

“If not for the fact that the bai ze race is strong enough, I wouldn’t need them to be the whetstone of the giant spirit race,” Zhou Shu continued.

“Giant Spirit King, if the giant spirit race wants to rise and stand at the top of all races, you will have to face the bai ze race sooner or later. If you can’t even cross this hurdle, what right does your giant spirit race have to become the ruler of the world?”

I’ve never thought about becoming the ruler of the world. I’ve never thought of getting the giant spirit race to stand at the top of all races.

At most, I just want the giant spirit race to squeeze into the top one hundred of the myriad races.

You want me to use the eleventh-ranked bai ze race as a whetstone? Aren’t you asking our giant spirit race to court death?

This isn’t using them as a whetstone to sharpen our sabers. This is giving the sabers to others so that they can use them to attack us. “Brother Zhou, our giant spirit race isn’t afraid of a battle, but I’m afraid that we won’t be able to do it and will delay your plans,” Cang Huan said weakly. The excitement of defeating the asura race and the black feather race had already dissipated.

It turned out that he thought that the giant spirit race had made a great achievement, but in the end, it was just the beginning for Zhou Shu. Cang Huan felt a headache just thinking about the bai ze race. How could he defeat them? “You haven’t fought yet. How do you know you can’t win?” Zhou Shu said. “Giant Spirit King, have you fought the bai ze race?”

“No…” Cang Huan said. If he had fought against the bai ze race, he would probably be gone now.

“Exactly. You haven’t even fought the bai ze race. How can you be sure that your giant spirit race can’t defeat them?” Zhou Shu said. “You’re underestimating my Eight-Nine Arcane Art too much.

“I’ve said it before. You can do anything you want after you cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. Not to mention the bai ze race, even if it’s all the races in the world, who can do anything to you?”

“Brother Zhou, you’re talking about yourself.

How can I, Cang Huan, have such ability?” Cang Huan smiled bitterly.

He knew himself very well, and he knew that there were many people who could deal with him.

“Cut the crap.” Zhou Shu snorted. “If you can’t even deal with a mere bai ze race after learning my Eight-Nine Arcane Art, then you’re too useless. I might as well take back the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and teach it to another race!”

Cang Huan: “…”

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At this point, what else could he say?

If he agreed, the entire race might be wiped out.

If he didn’t agree, the giant spirit race would be abandoned by Zhou Shu. With the strength of the giant spirit race, they might be wiped out one day.

For example, the asura race and the black feather race had similar strength to the giant spirit race’s, but didn’t they get exterminated just like that?

But if we win…

Who can say for sure?

Although the giant spirit race can’t do it, isn’t there still Brother Zhou and Mr. Ji?

If we take a gamble and defeat them, the giant spirit race will have a bright future.

If we lose, it’s just the inevitable ending coming a few days earlier.

The giant spirit race has nothing to begin with, so what is there to be afraid of losing? If we don’t seize this opportunity in front of us, we deserve to be bullied!

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