Killing God - Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Human Reading Notes
Shen Shi was stunned for a moment before raising his head to look at Old Bai Monkey.

Old Bai Monkey slowly walked over and said, “I’m going to see Empress Yu Lin. I’ll be back later. If you’re fine, just wait for me here.”

Shen Shi slowly nodded and watched as Old Bai Monkey walked out of the room. In the Heavenly Azure Snake Demon bloodline, Old Bai Monkey was actually a very strange existence. In terms of combat strength, he had long since grown old, and his body was weak. He was afraid that even ordinary small demon soldiers would not be able to defeat him. However, in terms of seniority, he was the only old official who had followed Empress Yu Lin’s father. In Demon race, strength was always respected. The old man had some seniority, but he was old. It was fine to scram to the side and retire. However, for some reason, Empress Yu Lin was extremely dependent on this old demon. She almost had to discuss everything with him. This caused quite a few young and valiant demon generals to feel somewhat dissatisfied.

Normally, in the Heavenly Azure Snake Demon Clan, although Old Bai Monkey kept a low profile, his popularity was very poor. Most of the young demon generals didn’t think much of him, and no one was willing to get close to him. This was also the time when the Azure Snake bloodline was vigorous and barbaric. Most of the demon generals were filled with passion and wanted to fight. Or perhaps it could be said that their minds were simple. They did not even have the mood to flatter their horses.

Compared to this, Shen Shi, who had suddenly arrived at the Demon Realm, was naturally very curious about Demon race Scroll. He really wanted to learn more about this colossal race that had once been enemies of the human race through reading books. Under the circumstances where books were rarely seen in normal days, he could only think of a way here in Old Bai Monkey.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Shen Shi sat down on the tiger-headed chair that Old Bai Monkey had just sat on. He thought to himself that before today, this should be the place where the Tiger Demon child that he had never met sat. Only one night, that person’s fate had already turned upside down and plunged straight into the abyss.

He curled his lips, not showing any sympathy. In any case, he was one of the murderers who personally slaughtered and annihilated the Tiger Demon Clan. At this moment, his chest suddenly wriggled a few times and a small head popped out. It was the Little Hei pig. The little thing seemed to be full of sleep. At this moment, it poked its head out and looked around. It let out a groan and a chirp. Then, it rubbed its head against Shen Shi’s chest a few times. Its expression was very intimate.

Shen Shi stretched out his hand and carried the little black pig out. Looking at its adorable appearance, The corner of his mouth also revealed a smile. He gently placed it on the table in front of him, stroked it a few times with his hand, and teased it for a while. Shen Shi saw that the little black pig seemed to be hungry. He looked around and took out some wild fruits from the little Ruyi Ring in his hand and placed them in front of the little black pig. The little black pig immediately pounced forward and began to eat.

Shen Shi looked at its greedy appearance and shook his head slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a piece of dried meat from his Ruyi Ring. He stared at it for a moment before revealing a bitter smile. He sighed softly and put the dried meat into his mouth, slowly chewing it.

The meat was dry and hard, and the taste was not very good. Shen Shi’s expression was also ugly. Two months had passed since he had accidentally arrived at the Demon Realm and been brought back to the Azure Snake Tribe. Although the problem of his identity had been alleviated at the beginning and Demon race did not expect him to be a human, he quickly discovered that he was facing a huge problem.

There were no spirit crystals in the Demon Realm.

As a human cultivator, There was no need to elaborate on the importance of spirit crystals. However, after arriving at the Demon Realm, he discovered that there was no such thing as spirit crystals in Demon race. Perhaps there were spirit crystal veins in the Demon Realm that also belonged to the Primordial Chaos World, but Demon race was naturally insulated from spirit crystals. Under normal circumstances, no one cared about that thing for 10,000 years.

Without spirit crystals, there would be no cultivation.

After Shen Shi purchased the two small Ruyi Rings, because it was convenient for him to carry around, he kept some important items in his ring. For example, the Yin Yang Curse Scroll, the only hourglass his father had left him, and of course, the spirit crystals he needed to cultivate. It was just that the night before he landed on Demon Island for the last time, He had already given most of his spirit crystals to Zhong Qinglu to support her in refining the Origin Cultivation Pill. As a result, there were very few spirit crystals in the Little Ruyi Ring. In addition, after cultivating the Heart Cleansing Curse, he consumed twice as much spirit crystals as an ordinary person. Thus, not long after, Shen Shi discovered that he had run out of spirit crystals and could no longer continue cultivating.

Right now, he had already reached an important juncture of cultivating to a high-level Qi Refining Realm. If he was still in Lingxiao Sect, Qingyu Island, it would be impossible for him to diligently cultivate day and night and bring his spirit into his body. He would strive to open up the Jade Manor Dantian within a year and break through to the Origin Condensation Realm. But now, Shen Shi had no choice but to face a heartless reality. Without spirit crystals, his cultivation could only stagnate.

In addition, the lack of spirit crystals had brought Shen Shi a small but tedious problem. That was, without the replenishment of spirit energy, he could no longer defend himself.

In other words, he could not eat in the past, but if he didn’t eat the Demon race food now, he would starve to death …

Ordinary Demon race’s food was mostly meat, mostly from wild beasts or low-grade demonic beasts. This kind of food would not contain much spiritual energy. At most, it could only serve as a means to not starve to death. It had no effect on Shen Shi’s cultivation at all. This was also the most troublesome thing for Shen Shi right now. In contrast, the Little Hei pig in front of him was very happy with the food. No matter what Shen Shi gave him, whether it was small pieces of meat or various wild fruits, it ate very sweetly, as if it was a natural food.

However, generally speaking, the cubs of demonic beasts grew quite quickly. However, it was unknown if the Little Hei pig lacked the milk of a sow when it was born. Moreover, Shen Shi could not find any good food. Looking at the malnourished appearance, two months had passed and its body had not grown much. It had either eaten or slept all day, and it looked like it did not have any energy.

One man and one pig were eating their own food in this secluded and unfamiliar study, After a while, Little Hei swallowed all the wild fruits on the table into his stomach. He looked a little satisfied and his spirits were much better. He jumped around on the ground, sniffing and rubbing. Sometimes, he ran over the scattered books on the ground and trampled the little pig’s feet impolitely

Shen Shi swallowed an unpleasant mouthful of dried meat. His brows furrowed. As his gaze turned, Scanning the scrolls on the ground, The books on the ground were messy and messy. Most of them looked very old. There were some strange footprints on the bottom shell of many of the scrolls. Some of them were from Little Hei pigs, while others were not. It was unknown if it would be those Demon race soldiers who had no interest in the scrolls who came in and searched, abandoned the rubbish on the ground, and then stepped on the ground feeling unlucky.

A moment later, the corner of his eyes swept across the cover of a book that had landed on the ground. His gaze narrowed. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down and picked up the somewhat worn book from the ground.

Turning over, he gently shook off the dust from the scroll and spread it out on his palm. Shen Shi silently stared at the few words on the cover and was stunned for a moment.

Notes on the Human Race.

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The human race was the most despicable, shameless, and timid race in the Primordial Chaos Realm!

Flipping through the pages, he saw the words written on the very first title page in bright red ink.

Dragon and snake strokes, unrestrained handwriting, every word seemed to contain a kind of anger and hatred that was about to spurt out. Adding on the dazzling bright red color, it almost gave off an illusion that it was possible that these handwriting were written by the owner of the book in blood.

Of course, it was unknown whether the blood belonged to him or to someone else.

Holding the book, Shen Shi felt as if the corners of his mouth were twitching uncontrollably. Although he had already understood it in his heart, looking at this book, he could still sense the bitter hatred of the demons towards the humans. After ten thousand years, not only did it not lessen, it even deepened to the bone.

He calmed down, suppressed some inexplicable emotions, and continued to watch.

In ancient times, the gigantic god Pangu was born with a gigantic axe to cut through the heavens and earth. It was pure and turbid, and it had 108 worlds of Primordial Chaos. After the Giant God’s rebirth, he left behind a son and commanded the various realms to create a hundred races, that is to say, he is our Demon race’s Heaven Opening Dao Zhao Ji Li, the most saintly and benevolent Demon Emperor.

Since the Demon Emperor had been ordered by the priest, he had created a hundred races.

The first race was created by our Saint Demon Race to rule the various worlds.

The Secondary Creation Race was a ghost race that specialized in guarding the Underworld of Yellow Springs and held the Dao of Samsara.

The Three Creations Race was the Spirit Race, guarding the Yin Yang and protecting the Azure Sky.

The Four Creations Race was the Dragon Race, returning to the Jianghai Town Water Realm.

Guan Hongmeng is magnificent. The Demon Emperor has great ambitions, cast great divine abilities, and created a hundred races to think that the subjects of Saint Demon race are Third Grade and Ninth Grade. They are scattered in all worlds, and all the people are happy. They regard the Demon Emperor as their emperor, Demon race as their supreme saint race, and they are passed down for all generations …

“Pa!” It was Shen Shi who closed this fantastic book. He thought to himself, “So this is the legend of the demon race? The entire book said that it was a reading note for the human race, but why did it start with the story of the demon race’s supreme orthodoxy?”

After a moment of silence, Shen Shi hesitated for a moment. Finally, he opened the page and continued reading. Fortunately, after saving a lot of bragging words, the following words finally began to speak about the human race that he was most interested in.

The human race is the last of the hundred races, a lowly lowly race, weak and incompetent, dedicated to servants, craftsmen, advocates of descent, graves, wine and other lowly industries, either for sacrifice, or for burial, or for …

Shen Shi’s expression gradually changed as he looked at the lines of words. This was the first time he had truly seen the history of the human race written by humans in the demon race. Although this book seemed to be mostly written by demon die-hards and looked down on humans, one could still glimpse into the ancient position of humans in the Primordial Chaos World. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was horrible. Not to mention being born into all sorts of lowly professions, sometimes they would even be used as sacrificial offerings for sacrifices, or even be buried in large numbers after the death of a great demon of the demon race. Just the slightest thought of this kind of treatment would make one’s scalp go numb.

No wonder, ten thousand years ago, the humans had to fight back together and fight to the death against the powerful demon race that had dominated the Primordial Chaos Realm for tens of thousands of years, desperately trying to overthrow the Heavenly Demon Royal Court!

Shen Shi was not a demon. He had lived in the human race until now and had only arrived in the demon realm by accident for two months. He naturally scoffed at the written history in the book. These things were all from the perspective of the demon race, and he had some doubts about some of the obvious exaggerations in his heart.

As mentioned earlier, the demons had always firmly believed that the demons were the children of Heaven’s Will. They were the descendants of the Pangu Giant God who created the Heavens and Earth, the Supreme Saint Demon Emperor of the Hundred Clans, and the Saint Demon Race. Their bloodlines were noble and supreme, and the Hundred Clans had to submit to the demons.

As mentioned before, when the Heavenly Yao Royal Court flourished in the past, it once ruled over all of the 108 Great Meng Realms, ordering the world not to dare to disobey and to be incomparably prominent and supreme. But more than ten thousand years ago, a strange and treacherous human suddenly stirred up trouble. Then, the valiant demon race, the powerful demon race, was able to defeat hundreds of humans. In the beginning, they had the upper hand, and every battle would be won with great killing. However, the humans forcefully dragged out the war for nearly a hundred years. Afterwards …

And then he lost.

Even after ten thousand years, the “Demon Battle” that was still stirring up excitement and hatred in countless Demon race’s hearts did not feature much in this book. More importantly, the owner of this book vented all sorts of insults towards the human race. Seeing this, Shen Shi shook his head repeatedly and couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

No matter how much you scold the human race, But the outcome of that year was already destined to be Demon race’s miserable defeat, Losing most of the Primordial Chaos Realm, if it wasn’t for the self-destruction of the Yin Nether Tower, the only path to the Flying Rainbow Realm that was difficult for living beings to reach, it would have barely managed to block the human pursuers and preserve the Demon Realm’s lair. Otherwise, it would be doubtful whether the so-called Saint Demon race would be able to survive to this day.

With this thought in mind, When Shen Shi looked at the Human Reading Notes again, it would be difficult to look calmly, As a result, the words in the book became even uglier and shallower. Especially those insulting words filled with endless hatred, which made him frown. Whenever he saw these words, he would sweep through them as quickly as possible and look back, hoping to see more and more detailed descriptions of the human race.

But in this way, His reading speed instantly increased several times. His brows furrowed as he watched. Shen Shi’s face gradually revealed a look of helplessness. He wondered if the owner of this book was the descendant of Demon race, who was once extremely wealthy and illustrious. After arriving at the Demon Realm, the difference was too great. That was why he hated the human race so much …

Seeing that he had reached the end of the book, Shen Shi sighed. He almost thought that he was going to finish reading the book amidst these insane curses. Unexpectedly, when he opened the last two or three pages, his gaze habitually swept over it. Suddenly, he saw a sentence, saying,

A Brief Examination of the Cultivation Methods of the Human Race.

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, and his spirits instantly lifted. He immediately concentrated on carefully looking at it.