Who would be willing to accept the fate of being reduced to food the moment they were born? Which human didn't want freedom and dignity after being treated like livestock?
Moreover, their fate wasn't just limited to themselves, but also to their descendants for generations to come!
As long as there was a chance to change all of this, the countless captive humans would be willing to give up everything!
"I need a group of people to help me refine pills. As long as you study hard, I can change your status." Qin Yichen's gaze swept across the hundred or so humans in front of him. His calm voice resounded in their ears like thunder, "I can even send you back to Heaven's Elysium."
Hearing Qin Yichen's promise, the hundred or so humans were extremely excited.
Heaven's Elysium's territory was a huge taboo among the myriad races!
Countless powerhouses coveted that territory at all times, and once they had the chance, they would completely divide it up.
However, it was also a sacred place that countless enslaved humans yearned for the most.
In history, even though the myriad races had tried their best to suppress them, countless human escapes had happened in the direction of Heaven's Elysium.
However, without a magnificent existence like the Hongjun Patriarch, no one could lead the human race out of the myriad races' territory.
Countless people who had escaped had all died along the way without exception!
If Qin Yichen's promise was known by the myriad races, it would definitely be an extremely shocking piece of news.
Looking at the young man in his twenties, the hundred or so humans couldn't help but believe this almost impossible thing.
With just a few words, Qin Yichen had successfully achieved his goal without exposing his identity.
At this moment, the humans no longer had the same look of fear on their faces. Instead, they looked as if they had been reborn. Their eyes were filled with excitement as they looked at Qin Yichen.
Then, Qin Yichen taught them some basic Spirit-Refining Techniques.
Not every human was qualified to become an alchemist.
In the human race, it was already considered very good if one in ten thousand people had the mental strength required to become an alchemist.
Qin Yichen didn't have much hope for this.
After all, he was just trying his best to save some of his fellow humans who were in deep trouble.
However, what surprised him was that in just a few days, he found out that nearly half of the hundred or so humans had reached the alchemist threshold!
Moreover, the rest of them were also extremely talented. Even if they couldn't become alchemists, they had a certain level of talent in martial cultivation!
In fact, this was also related to the human race's status.
Because countless races treated them as rations, there were even many races' powerhouses who specially used elixirs to transform their bodies.
The more outstanding their talents were, the better the effect of eating them raw!
Later, Qin Yichen also used his identity to get a huge mansion in the inner area of the Demon City. It was heavily equipped and used to settle the Human Clan.
Countless Demon beasts't, of course, the Demon God's Realm was, and countless precious elixirs.
In fact, under this pretense, this place had become a secret base of the Human Race.
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Under Qin Yichen's arrangements, half a year gradually passed, and the day of the ultimate powerhouse's disciple acceptance ceremony gradually approached.
At this moment, the Myriad Demon City was already filled with people. Countless powerhouses from various races had gathered together.
When the time came, Mo Sheng, the ultimate powerhouse, also appeared.
This ultimate powerhouse, who was nearing the end of his lifespan, was filled with the aura of death. However, his appearance was dignified and deep, and his old body seemed to be accumulating a terrifying amount of energy.
Even though countless people knew that Mo Sheng was nearing the end of his lifespan, this ultimate powerhouse was still like a mountain. He sat in front of the crowd, and his aura was extremely mighty.
This apprenticeship ceremony was extremely grand. Qin Yichen's name had already spread throughout the various mountains and rivers of the Myriad Demon Continent.
Under the guidance of Saint Mo Yao, Qin Yichen also got to know many important figures from various races.
Of course, Qin Yichen also noticed that although the faces of these envoys were extremely kind, Qin Yichen could clearly sense the killing intent hidden under many of their hypocritical faces.
Thinking about it, it must have something to do with Qin Yichen's battle in the Thunder Lake Mountain Range, where he had slaughtered the other party's disciples and geniuses.
Although Qin Yichen's name had shaken the Myriad Demon Continent, the more outstanding a person was, the more envied by others. A tree that stood out in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
If it wasn't for his special identity, who knew how many evil hands would have reached out to him in the dark?
Of course, most of the powerhouses who came to congratulate him had a fawning look on their faces.
After all, regardless of whether it was his identity as a god-grade race or the ultimate powerhouse behind him, they were all admirable existences.
"Brother Qin, this is the elder of my race, Qing Fengcheng."
During the apprenticeship ceremony, Qingluan also presented a generous gift to Qin Yichen along with the other elders of his race.
"Brother Qin, you killed many reputable powerhouses' children last time. For example, that old man, Jing Zhen, was at the peak of the Martial Saint level. His son was smashed into pieces by you during the battle in the Thunder Lake Mountain Range."
After the apprenticeship ceremony, Qingluan also stayed by Qin Yichen's side and occasionally pointed out some powerhouses who had a grudge against him.
"And that old woman over there, Madam Taijue. She has been stuck at the peak of the Martial Saint level for thousands of years. Her most beloved granddaughter's head was smashed into her chest by you."
Qingluan excitedly introduced Qin Yichen's enemies among the guests. As Qin Yichen listened, his face became increasingly gloomy.
In the Quiet Swamp Forest, there were at least two to three hundred powerhouses who had died at his hands.
This time, the apprenticeship ceremony of the ultimate powerhouse was filled with enemies. Many of them were probably here to see what he looked like so that it would be easier for them to seek revenge in the future.
On the surface, they did not dare to do anything to Qin Yichen.
However, if he left the Demon City and went out to train, who knew what kind of assassination he would encounter in secret?
"Hehe, Brother Qin, I really did not expect that with the reputation of your race and Master Mo Sheng's reputation, there would still be so many powerhouses coming to see you. It seems like your reputation has reached a terrifying level."
Qingluan seemed to be gloating over Qin Yichen's misfortune.
"Brother Qingluan, stop joking."
Qin Yichen said with a bitter smile.
"I'm not joking. Brother Qin, I'm afraid that after today, your portrait will spread across the Myriad Races Continent. Once you leave here, there will be many peak Martial Saints coming to seek revenge."
Qingluan said solemnly.
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