Recruit black physique to start practice in wasteland

Chapter 2352 The Arrogance of Cultivators
Qu Jianlei pondered for a moment before replying, "It should be a kind of intimidation; at the very least, it can effectively protect the dormant astral projection."

Upon closer examination, this method is indeed quite effective.

If it weren't for Qu Jianlei, this eccentric and unconventional individual among the five, they might not have dared to hunt down the dormant Zerg creatures that had emerged from their bodies.

Moreover, when the Great Venerable of the Tapir race pursued the hibernating being who had left his body, he also carried with him the powerful "Starlight Kill" technique.

After a moment of silence, True Venerable Hanli said, "There are still eight more that have left to leave their bodies. I hope we can kill them as soon as possible."

However, it turned out that he was overthinking things; the Zerg were capable of conquering multiple worlds and were not simply mindless creatures.

At the very least, the retaliation that Ratan was worried about has not yet arrived, and the same is true for Rajan's galaxy.

In the course of this battle, the Zerg lost six Out-of-Body members, and the remnant soul of an Out-of-Body snail escaped.

The battle was triggered by the Zerg's retaliatory attack on Rajan's homeworld, but unfortunately, all four Out-of-Body members were wiped out!
Even the remnant souls that escaped and the dormant god were hunted down by the enemy.

The Zerg have suffered such a huge loss that they have no intention of retaliating in the short term.

This is not a personal grudge, but a racial war for survival; no one will act rashly.

Shortly after this battle, news came from the front lines that the invading Zerg... had changed their fighting style!

The number of large-scale battles has decreased significantly, replaced by sporadic fighting and small-scale conflicts.

In this combat mode, the Zerg still hold an absolute advantage.

The Zerg's greatest characteristic is their ability to reproduce; not only are they extremely numerous, but they also possess a "low Zerg power advantage."

In terms of sheer numbers, even the Treefolk might not be a match for the Zerg, let alone the Tapir.

Previously, the Zerg were accustomed to using large-scale combat methods, mainly in order to quickly invade planets and cultivate more combat power.

Now that they realize their losses from leaving their bodies are too great, they will naturally change their tactics.

It's simply a matter of slowing down the pace of the invasion; even in small, localized conflicts, the Zerg won't suffer any losses.

It's not too late to consider changing tactics once the number of Zerg Grand Marshals has increased sufficiently.

I wonder if the Zerg have any concept of "war of attrition." This incredibly greedy race probably doesn't even think of that.

But there is no doubt that the tactics they have chosen so far are in line with the essence of a war of attrition.

Ironically, the Tapirs were greatly relieved by the Zerg's tactical changes.

Previously, they had been terrified by the rapid invasion of the Zerg, and the feeling of being on the verge of death made the Tapir tribe in the rear tremble with fear.

The pace of the invasion has slowed significantly, and they can finally relax a little.

Compared to "ceding five cities today, ten cities tomorrow, and then getting a night's rest," losing one or two houses every day is really not a serious matter.

What's even more remarkable is that in small-scale battles, the tapirs are even more daring in fighting.

In large-scale battles, many Tapirs are unable to exert their normal combat power when faced with swarms of Zerg.

Small-scale battles put less psychological pressure on you, and the chances of winning are not low.

So something very strange happened: despite still being at a disadvantage, the morale of the tapir tribe gradually increased.

The five-person team waited bitterly for half a year without having another chance to make a move. Instead, they had a complete rest since they came from across the void.

They had heard about the recent battles and found it hard to agree with the tapir's inexplicable optimism.

The four Great Venerables began to understand what Qu Jianlei meant by "the learning of the Tapir Clan"—this was simply a race that lived in a daze.

Rajan was somewhat worried because he could clearly sense that their living space was shrinking and the Zerg had extremely high growth potential.

However, this was the prevailing atmosphere among the entire Tapir clan, so it could only vent its frustrations to the cultivators.

No wonder it expressed its desire to leave with the cultivators twice; no race lacks those who understand this.

The group of five was happy to hear the Star Eater Venerable personally belittle his own race.

But on this day, Han Li couldn't hold back any longer. "We've wasted a lot of time. We're going to continue looking for opportunities."

No matter how good the Hongmeng Purple Qi is, after six months, everyone has become more accepting of it.

So, if there can be a first wisp of primordial purple energy, why can't there be a second wisp?
They did want to find out where the treasure came from, but would the tapir clan possibly reveal it?

Moreover, as things stand, none of the tapirs have a second strand, so everyone might as well try their luck.

They really didn't want to wait any longer. Even though the lifespan of a Nascent Soul Grandmaster was long, it shouldn't be wasted like this.

At the same time, everyone emphasized that they would continue to fulfill their promises and would resolutely return to help whenever the tapirs sent out distress signals.

Rajon didn't seem to care, but Ratan reacted more strongly—you guys agreed to wait ten years!

Hanli Zhenzun then said that by doing nothing like this, you are wasting our lives.

The lifespan of leaving the body is six thousand years, with a ten-year time limit, which is equivalent to a normal person with a lifespan of several hundred years, wasting one month.

But Ratan insisted, and it was clear that he was somewhat afraid of death and worried that the tribe would be left without protection!
Minning Zhenzun was annoyed. "Even if we don't leave, what can we do? If the Zerg invade, we will fight them, but we can't guarantee we'll win!"

If you insist on nitpicking, we're not incapable of it. Think about it: the promise is ten years or twelve separate bodies!

Cultivators have never promised to guarantee victory in every battle—no one could make such a promise!

Since there was no promise, then... you know what I mean!

"How could you... do this?" Grand Venerable Ratan was filled with grief and indignation. "What happened to the pride of cultivators?"

"We simply disdain cheating, not that we can't," Jin Ge Zhenxian asked calmly. "How many times have you disgusted us?"

Everyone has made their decision: if the other side dares to continue harassing them, they really are going to lose!
Immortals certainly have a sense of shame, but what's wrong with being a little ruthless when they encounter someone who doesn't know what's good for them?

Latan didn't dare to push them too far, and could only say that he would report the matter to the tribe.

The tapir society is a relatively loose tribal alliance, but even so, it is not something that tapirs and Rajan can control.

To prevent this guy from delaying, Jin Ge only gave him three days—we'll leave by then, whether you agree or not.

However, the next day, the Tapir tribe replied: Why don't you participate in a large-scale war?

The cultivators' previous promise was only to help the tapir clan protect their homeland, not to take the initiative to attack!
There are multiple considerations involved, but the main reason is that cultivators do not want to become weapons of conquest in the hands of the tapir race.

Whether they are bodyguards or thugs, protecting a home is a passive task, and it would be difficult to gather twelve of them.

However, if you take the initiative, it wouldn't be difficult to find even twenty-four people to leave their bodies, let alone twelve.

They don't want to be controlled by the Tapirs at all—don't even think about ordering us to charge into battle, you're not worthy!
The tapirs had readily agreed before, so now they're asking: If you feel there aren't any Out-of-Body Zerg to kill, we can provide some!

Qu Jianlei was slightly taken aback. "Are there still large-scale wars now?"

“It has always been there,” Ratan answered without hesitation, “but there’s less now.”

There are currently more small-scale battles, but large-scale battles have never completely stopped.

However, in the previous large-scale battles, the ratio of the two sides reaching the Soul Release stage was basically one to one. In the current great battle, each side has at least two Soul Release stages!
It's quite normal for three or four people in one family to suddenly have their bodies leave their bodies.

Once the battle is underway, the presence or absence of one more or one less person can not necessarily be the decisive factor.

War is war; it's not decided by one-on-one duels. It just means that high-end combat power is extremely important.

“We never agreed to that,” Qu Jianlei shook his head without hesitation. “We will not participate in this kind of battle.”

His understanding of war might even surpass that of several Grand Venerables. Once on the battlefield, he'll cause all sorts of overt and covert trouble!
This is definitely not the time to gamble on luck. Cultivators are so powerful, there's no need for them to agree.

However, Ratan continued, "Just kill those who have left their bodies... Assassination counts too!"

These conditions sound great, and seem to offer a completely unrestricted experience.

But the four Grand Venerables remained unmoved, perhaps even cursing inwardly—"I am a dignified cultivator, and you want me to be an assassin?"
Within the cultivation world, there are many swindles and deceptions, but in this other world, one really pays great attention to appearances.

In short, it means—"I can lose face, but I can't lose face for the cultivation world!"

This can also be interpreted as the deep-rooted arrogance of cultivators.

Ratan actually suggested that they could carry out an assassination—the four Grand Masters were too lazy to bother with him, because it wasn't worth it.

Qu Jianlei, however, asked calmly, "Does killing someone who has lost their mind count?"

If that's the case, during the search for opportunities, casually killing some Zerg and Treant creatures would easily get you to eight.
"That's definitely not appropriate..." Grandmaster Ratan shook his head with a wry smile, "It's definitely for the battlefield!"

It can think of almost anything the other side can think of—only casualties count on the battlefield of a large-scale war!

“That’s really boring,” Qu Jianlei said seriously. “Contact Rajan again when you are invaded.”

Jin Ge Zhenxian left another wisp of golden essence for Rajan, and then the five of them strode away!

Rajan watched the opening in the space slowly close and sighed softly, "I long for such a carefree life."

"Carefree?" Grandmaster Ratan scoffed. "If he were truly carefree, would he have left the cultivation world to come here?"

"Is our place that bad?" Rajan muttered defiantly.

The five-person group left the Tapir tribe and began their continued exploration. In the blink of an eye, another three months had passed.

During this process, it wasn't entirely fruitless; at least a trace of Purple Yin Qi was gained.

Ordinary people can't play this game, but Han Li Zhenzun said with a worried look - I'd love to have it.

This is also a very auspicious opportunity, and if it matches your needs, it would be really great.

The reason why True Venerable Hanli looked so worried was that he too had begun to feel poor.

On this day, Han Li and Min Ning were both shocked. "There's a spatial anomaly ahead. Let's go check it out!"