Primordial: God-Tier Choice from Chaos

"I should be the boss!"

"Bullshit! I'm the only one fit for that position!"

"Ptooey! Other than me, who here has what it takes to be the boss!"

The five Demon Gods argued without end, throwing the place into an uproar.

"Enough! Shut up, all of you! None of you will be the boss today!"

Just as the Demon Gods were discussing it, a voice brimming with rage suddenly rang out, startling the quarrelling Demon Gods into silence.

"Who's being so presumptuous? Who dares say we can't be the boss?! Get the hell out here!"

Hearing someone object, the five Demon Gods flew into a rage. In their eyes, only they were qualified to be the boss, yet someone had just dismissed every last one of them.

"Presumptuous! Who is it? Who, who, who... Boss?!"

The five Demon Gods turned around. Once they saw who had spoken, they cried out in alarm, their pupils contracting sharply as the expressions on their faces instantly turned craven.

"Heh heh, not bad. While we were gone, every last one of you wanted to be the boss, huh?!"

The Three Little Ones sneered coldly, killing intent blazing across their faces as they stared icily at the five.

"Ah, Boss, I report him! Black Tortoise wants to rebel—he said he wanted to be the boss!"

"Pah! It was clearly Azure Dragon! Azure Dragon's been dishonest. Every time you bosses tell Azure Dragon to do something, he obeys in public but defies you in private!"

"Bullshit! Qilin is the one who obeys in public but defies in private! Just now, he even said he wanted all three of you bosses to follow his orders!"

The five Demon Gods immediately began passing the buck, each talking over the other even more fiercely than when they had argued over who would be boss.

"Boss, they forced me! Today's matter has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

"Right, right, right! It's all their fault! Boss, I'm one of the good folk!"

"Boss, if you want to punish someone, punish them!"

The whole group instantly cowered, making the Three Little Ones so furious they nearly fainted!

I treated you all so well, yet not only did every one of you want to rebel behind our backs, you still refuse to admit it after being caught red-handed!

"Heh heh heh! So you show up for work but don't put in any effort, huh! You smile to our faces while plotting against us behind our backs, huh! You come up with rotten ideas, huh!"

"You want to overthrow our exploitation and oppression, and have the serfs rise up singing?"

"You want to be bosses yourselves, and order us around?!"

The Three Little Ones surrounded the five Demon Gods from three directions, their fists cracking as they clenched them, then advanced step by step.

"B-B-Bosses, what are you going to do?! We can talk this out! A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!"

The five Demon Gods huddled together, looking at the Three Little Ones with both guilt and lingering fear, their eyes filled with terror.

"What are we going to do? We're here to help you remember this lesson!"

The Three Little Ones shouted explosively and charged forward with their little fists raised.

Ten minutes later.

The five Demon Gods lay on the ground, black-eyed and swollen-nosed, weeping bitterly. How could the word "miserable" possibly begin to describe them!

"Wuwuwu, Bosses, we were wrong!"

The five Demon Gods admitted their mistakes in unison with remarkable enthusiasm.

"Hmph, we'll let you off without teaching you another lesson today. But we're putting this on the tab! Now, we have something important to tell you!"

After giving the five Demon Gods a savage beating, the Three Little Ones felt utterly refreshed in body and spirit, and finally began discussing serious business.

"Let us introduce you. This is our boss—the boss of your bosses! The great Time and Space Demon God, Zhou Jun!"

The Three Little Ones solemnly introduced Zhou Jun to the five Demon Gods.

"Our bosses' boss? Then how should we address him?"

"Boss-boss? Big boss? Boss of bosses?"

The five adorably foolish Demon Gods looked at one another, scratching the backs of their heads as they murmured in utter confusion.

Just then, the space around them suddenly trembled, and a wave of pressure abruptly swept over from afar!

Feeling that sudden aura, the five adorably foolish Demon Gods and the Three Little Ones all changed expression!

"Not good, that guy's here again!"

"That guy?" Zhou Jun was somewhat puzzled.

"He's the one who stole the territory that was originally ours, and keeps trying to capture us!"

The Three Little Ones and the five foolish Demon Gods took turns explaining.