What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Chapter 504

"My hand...it's grown back!"

Beside the spring, a monster with a single horn on its forehead raised its left arm, looking at it from all angles.

When his companions carried him in, only half of his arm remained, the severed end bound with rags, barely drawing any blood.

Now, with fingers spread and closed, fingernails trace the edge of the pool, leaving clear white marks.

It looked at the marks, then suddenly grinned and laughed.

People around were laughing, but as they laughed, they choked up.

Some people tore off the bandages that had been wrapped around their necks for a long time, while others straightened their hunched backs, tried to take a breath in, and then slowly exhaled.

It didn't hurt.

That feeling was somewhat unfamiliar to them.

A demon soldier lay on the edge of the pool, burying his face in his arms, his shoulders shaking for a long time.

His companion reached out and nudged him, and he finally looked up. His face was wet, and it was impossible to tell how much spring water was on it.

Shuoyang stood by the pond, his eyes glued to the water.

Until Xu Tianlin patted his arm.

"Brother Shuoyang, I have a question for you."

Why have we been suppressed all this time?

Shuoyang withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming somewhat somber.

"The Demon Emperor is not here, and the enemy is empowered by the Star Lord's primordial power. We..."

Xu Tianlin shook his head.

"What's suffocating us most right now is the inexhaustible nature of life energy."

He pointed to the halberd in Shuoyang's hand.

"How many tree-men can you cleave in one blow with your halberd?"

"Ordinary Mahayana practitioners cannot stop me."

"But they get up again soon. Can the demonic energy you used to destroy them return on its own?"

Shuoyang's lips moved, then he frowned.

The gaps on the battlefield that could never be filled resurfaced before my eyes.

He nodded.

"This is indeed troublesome. In the end, we still have a lot of treants left, and we can't hold on any longer."

"I just thought about it, and we might actually have a way to crack it."

"Oh?"

Shuoyang's eyes lit up.

"Brother, tell me quickly!"

Xu Tianlin led him to the front of the Devouring Life and Refining Demon Pavilion and tapped the lintel with his hand.

"This place can extract life energy and convert it into pure demonic energy. Can Canghuan Star take back this power?"

Shuoyang paused, taken aback.

Xu Tianlin squatted down and picked out a piece of broken vine that was deeply embedded in the armor of the demon soldiers that had been removed from the door.

A bluish light still emanates from the broken surface.

"Those tree-men are like weapons forged repeatedly from the same batch of materials."

He held the broken vine and waved it at Shuoyang.

"Even if it's chopped up, the materials are still there. The other party can pick them up, re-forge them, and use them to injure people again."

"But what if we move the materials?"

Shuoyang looked down, his gaze shifting slightly.

"For example, if you scoop up a pool of water and throw it out, the water will just flow back into the pool. No matter how long you try, it won't make a difference."

Xu Tianlin pointed to the churning black mist inside the pavilion.

"Now, we've taken the water and brought it back for use. If they want to scoop more, they'll have to refill the pool."

Shuoyang followed his gesture and gradually understood.

In the past, we only focused on the tree-man's shell, and no matter how many pieces we chopped down, new enemies would always come to replace it.

But if even the strength to support the body is taken away, the other party will have to pay another price to fill those gaps.

As he spoke, he carried the broken vine inside the door.

The black mist enveloped the glimmer of green light, slowly receding. The broken vines quickly withered, fine wood chips falling from between their fingers, while a wisp of pure demonic energy drifted toward the nearest stone bed.

The demon soldier on the couch inhaled that aura, his chest bulged slightly, and he looked up in surprise.

Shuoyang could see it clearly.

Xu Tianlin brushed the sawdust off his hand.

"Look at the life energy in the wound. In the past, I had to expend my own demonic energy to grind it away, and by the time it was completely cleansed, I was weakened."

"Now that we've brought these back and refined them, our injuries will heal, and our cultivation will even increase. Everything that Canghuan Star sent us will ultimately nourish us!"

Shuoyang suddenly gripped his halberd tightly.

"That makes sense!"

He looked into the pavilion, then at the composed Xu Tianlin, and a hint of admiration gradually appeared in his eyes.

Having seen these facilities, I was only thinking about going out to fight again after I recovered from my injury.

The Lin brothers, however, had already figured out how to turn those inexhaustible tree people into cultivation resources.

How is this brain even structured?

"Brother Lintian, what do you think we should do? I'll listen to you!"

Shuoyang spoke so frankly that even his shoulders relaxed a little.

In the past, he only needed to obey orders to fight, to defend wherever he was told to, and to kill whomever he was told to kill.

Later, his companions either died or scattered. He was the strongest in this area, so all the burdens fell on his shoulders.

Every time he saw the eyes of a wounded soldier, he had to rack his brains to figure out how to get through the next match.

Now finally someone can tell him where to focus his efforts.

Xu Tianlin nodded without hesitation and turned to walk up the stone steps inside the hall.

"Gentlemen, please hear me out first."

The sound carried along with the demonic energy, and the laughter by the spring gradually subsided.

One by one, faces turned around.

The newly recovered demon soldier stood up, gripping his weapon, while the demon still refining its aura opened its eyes and looked at the young man on the stone steps.

Xu Tianlin glanced at everyone and suddenly asked.

"Do you hate those invaders?"

The hall fell silent.

The monster with its broken breastplate gritted its teeth, and the veins on the back of its hand gripping the hilt of its sword slowly bulged.

"My brother was dragged into the woods by them."

His voice was so low it was almost hoarse.

When they caught up, all that was left was a knife.

Some people lowered their heads, while others looked up at the palace gate, letting out suppressed growls.

Xu Tianlin raised his hand and pointed to the spring pool that was still churning with demonic mist.

"Just now, you were lying behind the altar, barely able to stand up. Watching your comrades go out to fight, while you could only wait, how did that feel?"

No one answered.

The unicorn's smile vanished, and its hand gripping the knife slowly fell to its sides. Earlier, its companion had shielded it from a spear; lying on the ground, it watched the blood seep from the companion's back, unable to even reach out to help. Now, its severed arm had healed, but that image still loomed large before its eyes.

But heavy breathing had already blended together inside the hall.

"What will you do next time they break the seal and step onto the altar?"

"Fight to the death!"

Someone suddenly looked up.

"Let's fight them!"

"Chop those idiots to pieces!"

Roars erupted one after another, even causing the still-unrecovered demonic energy to stir.

Xu Tianlin raised his palm and pressed down.

"Even if the demonic energy is exhausted, even if the limbs are broken, they can still grow back."

"and then?"

The voices gradually fell silent.

The one-horned monster lowered its eyes to look at its newly healed hand, its five fingers gradually clenching together.

They have fought this kind of battle far too many times.

Shuoyang stood silently to the side. He looked at the weapons lowered by the others, and a sudden tightness gripped his heart. The joy he had felt earlier, now clashed with their shared predicament. What would the Lintian Brotherhood say? He involuntarily leaned forward.

"So, starting today, let's change our playing style."

Xu Tianlin pointed into the hall.

"Demonic energy depleted, come back to replenish!"

"He's seriously injured; he's come back for treatment!"

"Life energy invades the body and is sent into the Devouring Life and Refining Demon Pavilion to be refined into one's own cultivation!"

His voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"The teleportation scroll is in the cabinet. Take it with you before battle, and tear it open if you can't hold on. Bring back all the power you can survive!"

One of the demon soldiers looked at the gate and couldn't help but ask.

"Can their vines also be used for crafting?"

"able."

"Where are the branches?"

"As long as there is still life energy inside, it can be used!"

Xu Tianlin spread his palms out, his palms still covered with a few bits of dead wood.

"Take as many broken vines, twigs, and pieces of wood from the tree-man as you can. If you leave them outside, they'll grow into something that hurts people sooner or later."

"Sending you here will make you stronger!"

He then pointed to the quiet room inside the hall.

"The cultivation rooms are all open. Go in and slowly purify the demonic energy you've refined, internalizing it into your very bones. Next time you go out, the swords you unleash will be even more deadly than this time!"

The demon soldier's gaze gradually changed.

He raised his hand to touch the hole in his shoulder armor where the vines had pierced it, and suddenly grinned.

Some people around laughed, their low laughter carrying a menacing intent as they bared their fangs.

In the past, those tree-men both hated and feared them.

Now, just thinking about those thick branches makes even the places where I was whipped feel itchy.

It turns out that all those tonics I chopped up were left outside!

Someone turned to look at the spring, then raised their hand and touched their chest, which had fully recovered.

Just moments ago, they were celebrating their escape from death, but in the blink of an eye, a path to continued growth appeared before them. Within the group, several familiar demon soldiers huddled together, exchanging a few whispered words, their eyes growing increasingly fervent.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Xu Tianlin slowly closed his five fingers.

"They are using their life energy to invade our territory."

"Let's use this life energy to heal our injuries, strengthen ourselves, and take back what we've lost!"

The halberds struck heavily in the northern sun.

Below the stone steps, the sounds of clashing weapons rang out one after another.

The previously dim eyes were now fixed on Xu Tianlin, eager to hear his orders immediately.

Xu Tianlin was very familiar with this energy. The students of Cangyun Prefecture had once gripped their weapons tightly, staring at him in the same way. Only now, those standing below the stone steps were demons. He glanced at their backs, which had straightened again, a slight smile playing on his lips before quickly fading away.

Xu Tianlin turned towards Shuoyang.

"Brother Shuoyang, break through the blockade and contact your scattered comrades in other areas."

"Take the reels with you, let them know we have a place to recover and a way to keep fighting!"

The sun rises high in the north, a long halberd held at an angle.

"Leave it to me!"

Xu Tianlin looked at the demon soldiers filling the hall again, and suddenly swung his arm toward the hall door.

"The rest of you, prepare to charge!"

"Bring back the inexhaustible life energy of Canghuan Star and turn it into our nourishment!"