You are rushing me to my death

Di Jun's expression was extremely grim. In the Heavenly Court, his aura suddenly erupted.

"Houtu, you just wait. My Demon Race will flatten your Witch Race one day."

After speaking, he began to pant heavily.

To be honest, his emotions had been in turmoil. If only he hadn't been so hesitant before.

It would have been so much better if he had just answered the question directly.

Now, the duck he had in his sights had flown away.

While millions of years of cultivation and ten Innate Spiritual Treasures were nothing to him in his current situation, what he valued were those 3,000,000 Merit points. In the Primordial World, where everything had already been divided, how difficult it was to obtain such a quantity!

He didn't know how many years it would take to accumulate that much.

So many Merit points, when calculated, couldn't compare to even ten million years of cultivation.

This was what Di Jun truly valued.

At the same time, Di Jun's expression turned serious. Since Houtu had answered correctly, she must have received the reward.

With her strength greatly increased, their Demon Race might suffer a crushing defeat.

No wonder the Demon Race had lost the first Witch-Demon War.

Just then, Eastern Emperor Taiyi returned from his travels.

He had wanted to go out and wander, but it was merely to find a place to vent his frustrations.

More importantly, halfway through his venting, he suddenly remembered the question.

So, he hurried back.

"What's wrong? Why the long face? Did you miss out on a lot of treasures? Or were you deducted millions of years of cultivation for answering incorrectly?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi said with a gloating expression.

He had just been kicked out of the Chat Group, and seeing his friend Di Jun in this state.

"How dare you say that? The two questions you missed were related to you."

Di Jun shot Eastern Emperor Taiyi a dark look.

"What do you mean?"

A moment later, another roar echoed through the vast Heavenly Court.

It was Eastern Emperor Taiyi's rage.

Because the questions were indeed related to him, and they were about history he barely knew.

And the question appeared right after he was kicked out of the Chat Group. Wasn't this just fate toying with him?

Or was the group leader deliberately targeting him?

"Alright, stop shouting. Hurry up and think about what to do about the Witch-Demon War. And maybe the third question is also related to you."

After speaking, Di Jun no longer paid attention to Eastern Emperor Taiyi and continued to check the Chat Group.

[Correct Answer. Reward Issued.]

Qin Feng looked at the reward for the correct answer and let out a sigh of relief.

The next moment, his face broke into a delighted grin.

Now that two people had consecutively received rewards, he could get double those rewards.

Hong Yun had changed the rewards, but that didn't mean Qin Feng's rewards would change as well.

"I'm rich, I'm rich! With this, my cultivation will definitely reach Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

Qin Feng's eyes were filled with the glint of coins.

He didn't even pay attention to what was happening in the group anymore. What could possibly compare to these treasures he was about to get?

Besides, when others answered correctly, his rewards were doubled!

[Please prepare. The third question is a timed quiz. Failure to answer within the allotted time will result in a random selection of one lucky contestant.]

[Third Question: Where was the location of the first Witch-Demon War?]

Everyone who had been eager to answer, and had even taken out their magic treasures, froze in place.

They even felt like cursing.

Because the first Witch-Demon War hadn't even happened yet, how could they possibly know its location?

If they really had to say, this matter was still closely related to the Witch and Demon races.

So, everyone once again turned their gaze towards Di Jun and Houtu.

"Haven't you guys noticed? It seems like this time everything is related to the two tribes. Could it be that the great war between the two tribes is about to begin?"

Tongtian's gloating voice rang out.

"I think so too, but it seems today's quiz has nothing to do with us. What a shame,"

Jieyin said with equal regret.

[Countdown 3:59, 58, 57...]

Watching the slowly passing time, everyone immediately became anxious.

With only four minutes left, if no one answered, a random person would be chosen.

And then there would be a penalty for answering incorrectly.

Who wanted to be the first to stick their neck out?

"You two, please stop being silent. This concerns your Witch and Demon tribes. Please don't drag us into this; we are all innocent."

Kunpeng, who had been angry and silent until now, finally showed himself and spoke.

Because he suddenly remembered Zhunti, who had been directly kicked out of the group chat before.

If one of them was randomly selected and answered incorrectly, what if they were kicked out again?

That would be troublesome.

Hearing Kunpeng's words.

Even Nuwa, who usually had a good relationship with Houtu, couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.

If they were really kicked out of the group chat, wouldn't that be the same as cutting off their financial path?

"That's right, you two, stop being silent. I originally thought I would get some reward, but now it seems there's no chance."

Zhen Yuanzi, who had just joined the group chat, saw the solemn expressions of the others and seemed to understand how terrifying it was to answer incorrectly.

The group members were urging them on.

"Urge, urge, urge, what are you urging for? Are you rushing me to my death? If I knew where the great war would take place, I would prepare myself."

"You all look like you're in a hurry to reincarnate."

Di Jun finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a roar.

A scarlet glint flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to kill someone right now!

It was one thing that the Eastern Emperor wasn't around for the first question, but the second question was still related to the Eastern Emperor.

He even knew the answer, but someone else had already snatched the chance to answer, and the duck that was about to enter his mouth had flown away.

The third question even involved the location of their Witch-Demon War.

Who could possibly know that?

Di Jun felt that the accumulated frustration he experienced today seemed to be more than what he had felt over several Kalpas.

[Time's up, randomly selecting a contestant to answer now]

As the golden light flickered, it quickly stopped on one of the ten names.

Seeing that name, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But only Zhen Yuanzi had a mournful expression on his face.

That's right, he was the one chosen this time.

Zhen Yuanzi, known as the Great Immortal of Ginseng Fruit.

"Is my luck really this bad just because I arrived? Forget it, forget it, I accept my fate. The Witch and Demon tribes are poles apart. I guess the location is somewhere in the middle."

[Incorrect Answer. Ten future ripe Ginseng Fruits will be deducted. The next harvest will only yield twenty Ginseng Fruits, and the second harvest will return to normal.]

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi finished answering, the punishment followed.

Except for the parties involved from the Witch and Demon tribes, everyone else was holding back their laughter.

Because this was simply a disaster from the heavens, and it deducted Zhen Yuanzi's most precious possession.

That was ten Ginseng Fruits.

If they could be exchanged, how many resources could be obtained?

Zhen Yuanzi was grief-stricken.