Cheng Yaojin!
Nearly two meters tall, broad-backed and thick-waisted, he wore a suit of bronze iron armor and gripped a large battle axe. He looked fierce and vicious, yet before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he was like a little chick, trembling with fear written all over his face.
"Y-you... who are you?"
Cheng Yaojin cried out shakily. The Twelve Ancestral Witches stared at him with equally strange expressions. This guy was so weak...
At that moment, Qin Jun waved his hand, and a stream of light entered Cheng Yaojin's forehead. It contained information about the Great Qin Heavenly Court and the state of Primordial Chaos. Qin Jun could not be bothered to waste words; this was more convenient and direct.
"Another lucky one summoned across time and space by Your Majesty?" Zhu Jiuyin asked curiously.
The fact that Qin Jun could pull living beings from different times and spaces to cultivate them was no longer a secret. It was widely known throughout the Great Qin Heavenly Court.
Some had even concluded that every chosen being had once possessed a lifetime of glory.
Di Jiang shot Zhu Jiuyin a glare and snorted. "What does it have to do with you?"
He was reminding Zhu Jiuyin to speculate less about His Majesty's affairs!
Even if he wanted to speculate, he should not ask about it openly.
Zhu Jiuyin smiled awkwardly and did not ask further.
The group continued onward. After some time, Cheng Yaojin finally came to his senses.
He knelt before Qin Jun and said excitedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me another chance at life!"
Compared to the mortal world of his previous life, Primordial Chaos was far grander—a world he could never have imagined. At the thought of those mighty cultivators who could reverse yin and yang, command