God-Tier Ox-Horse Choice System

The three old ancestors were stunned. This was too different from the script!

Hongjun wasn't going either. Instantly, the three felt their morale drop by thirty percent.

It wasn't that they absolutely needed Hongjun to act, but shouldn't Hongjun at least show some sign of support?

As for that guy Wangshu, let's not even mention him. He's a traitor.

But shouldn't you at least be on the same boat as me?

In their eyes, the four of them were grasshoppers on the same rope; they had to advance and retreat together.

Otherwise, if they died, Hongjun would definitely have no way to deal with Rahu.

So, they all turned their gazes to Hongjun, their eyes seeming to ask if Hongjun was joking.

"Aren't you guys going yet? What are you looking at me for?"

Hongjun asked with a confused expression.

"This... Fellow Daoist Hongjun, are you really not going?"

The three seemed to want to confirm his intentions and asked again.

"Fine, fine, this Daoist won't go."

Hongjun shook his head and said:

"I'll let you have the merit for killing Rahu, but you should be careful. After all, he is the Mo Ancestor Rahu."

Hongjun was also a little unsure in his heart.

Wouldn't these three really go fight Rahu like idiots?

That was Rahu, the one who single-handedly defied the Heavenly Dao's grand momentum, forcing the Heavenly Dao to add a tribulation for him.

Although their cultivation levels were the same, their schemes and the tools in their hands were completely different.

"..."

The three were dumbfounded. Was this something Hongjun would say?

"But the Four Swords of Zhu Xian can only be broken by four old ancestors of equal cultivation, right?"

Ancestor Qiankun said somewhat unwillingly, still trying to pull Hongjun in... no, get him to act.

"We need Fellow Daoist's help."

"Sigh, Fellow Daoist Qiankun, that's not quite right. We were discussing the complete Zhu Xian Sword Formation. Right now, Rahu hasn't even refined the Zhu Xian Sword Formation. The three of you are enough."

Hongjun chuckled.

"Very well, since Fellow Daoist isn't going, then we shall go."

Yang Mei finally understood. Hongjun truly wasn't going.

Hmph! This old schemer! He must be planning to wait until the Heavenly Dao's grand momentum arrives and then harvest us all at once.

What deep calculations!

As expected of you, Hongjun. When it comes to scheming, I, Yang Mei, acknowledge you as the second strongest!

As for who is the first?

Heh, of course, it's me.

Hongjun definitely didn't expect us to meet Fellow Daoist Shichen. This round, I'm one step ahead!

With Shichen Old Ancestor, the four of us are enough to deal with Rahu. As long as Rahu is dealt with, then the next step will be my world.

Heavenly Dao Sage! It's me! Great Immortal Yang Mei's!

Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

Yang Mei took the two old ancestors and headed to the south of the Great Desolation first. He was going to find Shichen.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, if Fellow Daoist Hongjun isn't going, what are we three supposed to do?"

Ancestor Yin Yang said anxiously.

Words had already been spoken by Qiankun and Yang Mei. He was like an arrow on a string, with no choice but to shoot.

When Hongjun said he wasn't going, he didn't even want to go anymore, but...

Ancestor Yin Yang felt like crying without tears.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, Fellow Daoist Qiankun, don't be anxious. This Daoist has recently befriended a Fellow Daoist who is also at the old ancestor level."

Yang Mei looked at their tearful expressions and sneered inwardly. These two weaklings, being harvested by Hongjun, their deaths wouldn't be a loss!

Of course, he still smiled on the surface.

"Oh? Is what Fellow Daoist Yang Mei says true? As far as this Daoist knows, figures at the old ancestor level should all be reincarnated bodies of us Chaos Demon Gods."

Ancestor Qiankun said somewhat suspiciously.

"Of course. Fellow Daoists, when you know his name, you will believe it."

Yang Mei said mysteriously.

The Ancestor of Yin and Yang frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, are you talking about Fellow Daoist Wang Shu? That won't do. We've tried countless times to persuade Fellow Daoist Wang Shu, but they simply won't agree."

"No, no, no, don't be anxious, you two Fellow Daoists!"

Yang Mei pressed his hands down, signaling them to quiet down, and then continued:

"Fellow Daoists, the Fellow Daoist I'm talking about is named Shi Chen!"

"Hiss!"

The two Ancestors gasped in unison.

Shi Chen!

Among the Chaos Demon Gods, he was one of the strongest, second only to Pangu, and possibly even the strongest Chaos Demon God besides Pangu.

"Are you telling the truth, Fellow Daoist?"

After a moment of recovery, the two Ancestors asked in unison.

"Fellow Daoists, would I, Yang Mei, lie to you? Please accompany me to Shi Chen Palace, and you'll know when you see him!"

Yang Mei's brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked at the two with displeasure, as if he were already angry.

"Yes, yes, yes, it was we who were too attached to externals."

The two felt a flush of shame and had no choice but to concede.

Southern Hong Huang, Shi Chen Palace. (It was really hard to come up with a good name. I've only read a couple of fanfictions about Shi Chen, and they all lived on Sanxian Island. Isn't that infuriating?)

Although it was called a palace, it was actually just a dojo.

Here, there were congenital purple bamboo, green bamboo, and bitter bamboo everywhere.

Clouds and mist swirled, and immortal energy was ethereal.

A path of eighteen thousand stone steps connected it to the outside.

This was a separate small world.

There was a bamboo tree every half meter on average in the dojo, showing how much the owner of the dojo favored bamboo.

A young man with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and an extraordinary handsome appearance appeared.

He sat on a cloud bed, wearing a purple-gold Daoist robe, with Daoist rhymes surrounding him. It was as if the river of time was his very being, and every gesture and movement seemed to expound the profound principles of the Great Dao.

This person was Shi Chen.

Then, Shi Chen waved his hand, and droplets of immortal water floated out from the pond in the dojo, forming a water mirror before him.

He seemed to be...

Looking in a mirror!

"Not bad, not bad. My peerless beauty. If this face were put out there, wouldn't it make Nuwa lose her senses? Wouldn't it make Houtu lift her skirt for me?"

Looking at the face reflected in the water mirror, Shi Chen nodded with satisfaction, a smile curving the corners of his mouth – a smile that even a live-in son-in-law would admire.

"Hmph, as expected of me. When I was born, I was already at the peak of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. What's this nonsense about Pangu being the strongest in the chaos? It's all crap! I! Shi Chen! Am the strongest!"

Shi Chen sneered disdainfully. Pangu, didn't expect this, did you? I, Shi Chen, survived, and I'm about to take charge of your world.

"Is Fellow Daoist Shi Chen present?"

Yang Mei's voice came from outside, pulling Shi Chen back to reality.

"Hmm? Yang Mei? Looks like they're going to team up to hunt down Luohu."

[Ding! God-tier Ox-Servant Selection System has been activated again.]

[Ding! Detected three Hong Huang Ancestors inviting the host to join them in attacking and conquering the Demon Ancestor Luohu.]

[Ding! Please, Ox-Servant Host, make your second God-tier choice.]

[1: Agree to go together, reward: Method to achieve Sainthood]

[2: Do not agree to go together, reward: Unreleased Xi He photoshoot]

[3: Do not agree to go together, and severely humiliate Fellow Daoists Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and Qian Kun, reward: Be jointly killed by the three.]