God-Tier Drudge Choice System

The three Old Ancestors were stunned. This was way too different from the script, wasn't it?

With even Hongjun refusing to go, the three of them immediately felt their momentum drop by thirty percent.

It was not that they absolutely needed Hongjun to make a move, but Hongjun should at least show some support, shouldn't he?

They would not even mention that traitor Wangshu.

But Hongjun should at least be on the same boat as them, right?

In their eyes, the four of them were grasshoppers tied to the same rope. They had to advance and retreat together.

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

Thus, all three turned their eyes toward Hongjun, their gazes seeming to ask whether he was joking.

"Are you three still not going? Why are you staring at me?"

Hongjun asked with a puzzled expression.

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

As if to confirm his intentions, the three asked again.

"Enough, enough. I will not be going."

Hongjun shook his head and said:

"You may have the merit from killing Luohu. But be careful. After all, your opponent is Demon Ancestor Luohu."

Hongjun himself was somewhat uncertain.

Would these three really foolishly start fighting Luohu?

That was Luohu—a being who had directly resisted the trend of the Heavenly Dao and forced it to add another calamity for him.

Although their cultivation levels were the same, their respective plans and the treasures in their hands were completely different.

"..."

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

"But isn't the Four Swords of Zhu Xian impossible to break unless there are four Old Ancestors of equal cultivation?"

Old Ancestor Qiankun said somewhat unwillingly, still trying to drag Hongjun into the mess... no, to get him to act.

"We need your help, Fellow Daoist."

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Qiankun, that is not quite right. What we discussed was the complete Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. Luohu has not even finished refining the current Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. The three of you are enough."

Hongjun said with a smile.

"Fine. Since Fellow Daoist refuses to go, then we shall go ourselves."

Yang Mei finally understood. Hongjun truly was not going.

Hmph! This old schemer must be planning to drag things out until the Heavenly Dao's grand trend arrived, then harvest all of them in one sweep.

What a deep scheme!

As expected of you, Hongjun. In terms of scheming, I, Yang Mei, am willing to call you the second strongest!

As for who was first?

Heh heh, naturally, it was himself.

Hongjun surely did not know that they had encountered Fellow Daoist Shi Chen. This time, I have the upper hand!

With Old Ancestor Shi Chen joining them, the four of them would be more than enough to handle Luohu. Once Luohu was dealt with, the world would be his.

Heavenly Dao Sage! It would be me! Great Immortal Yang Mei!

Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

Yang Mei took the other two Old Ancestors ahead toward the south of the Primordial World. He was going to find Shi Chen.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, with Fellow Daoist Hongjun not going, what are the three of us supposed to do?"

Old Ancestor Yin Yang asked anxiously.

Qiankun and Yang Mei had already talked big. He was an arrow on the string and had no choice but to fire.

When Hongjun said he would not go, Old Ancestor Yin Yang had not wanted to go either, but...

Old Ancestor Yin Yang was on the verge of tears.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, Fellow Daoist Qiankun, do not worry. I recently became acquainted with a Fellow Daoist who is also at the Old Ancestor level."

Seeing the two men's tearful expressions, Yang Mei sneered inwardly. With trash like these two, if Hongjun harvested them, they would not deserve any pity!

Naturally, he still kept a smile on his face.

"Oh? Is what Fellow Daoist Yang Mei says true? As far as I know, those at the Old Ancestor level should all be reincarnations of us Chaos Demon Gods."

Old Ancestor Qiankun said suspiciously.

"Of course. Once you two know his name, you will believe me."

Yang Mei said mysteriously.

Old Ancestor Yin Yang frowned slightly and pondered for a moment before saying:

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, could the person you mean be Fellow Daoist Wangshu? That will not do. We have gone to persuade Fellow Daoist Wangshu countless times, but she simply refuses to agree."

"No, no, no. Do not be hasty, you two!"

Yang Mei pressed down with his hand, signaling for them to calm down, then continued:

"The Fellow Daoist I speak of is named Shi Chen!"

Gasp!

The two Old Ancestors immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

Shi Chen!

Among the Chaos Demon Gods, he was one of the strongest aside from Pangu. He might even have been the strongest Chaos Demon God besides Pangu.

"Is what you say true?"

After recovering for a moment, the two Old Ancestors asked in unison.

"Would I, Yang Mei, lie to you two? Come with me to Shi Chen Palace, and you will know as soon as you see him!"

Yang Mei furrowed his brows and looked at the two men displeasedly, as though he had already become angry.

"Yes, yes, it was we two who became fixated on appearances."

The two felt rather embarrassed and could only yield.

Southern Primordial World, Shi Chen Palace. (I really could not come up with a good name. I have only read two Shi Chen fanfics, and he lived on the Three Immortal Islands in both of them. Isn't that annoying?)

Though it was called a palace, it was actually just a Dao field.

The place was filled with innate purple bamboo, green bamboo, and bitter bamboo.

Clouds and mist curled about, while immortal aura drifted through the air.

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

This was an independent minor world.

On average, there was a bamboo stalk every half meter throughout the Dao field, showing just how much its master loved bamboo.

A handsome young man with sword-like brows and bright eyes appeared.

He sat upright on a cloud bed, dressed in a purple-gold Daoist robe. The Dao's essence swirled around him, as though the River of Time itself were his body. Every gesture seemed to expound the profound truths of the Great Dao.

This person was Shi Chen.

With a wave of Shi Chen's hand, drops of immortal water rose from the pond in the Dao field and formed a water mirror before him.

He seemed to be...

Looking in a mirror!

"Not bad, not bad. This Old Ancestor's peerless handsome face—if I threw this looks out there, wouldn't Nuwa be utterly captivated? Wouldn't Houtu lift her skirt for me?"

Looking at the face reflected in the water mirror, Shi Chen nodded in satisfaction. The corners of his lips curled into an arc, one so knowing that even a live-in son-in-law would call him an expert.

"Hmph. As expected of me. Back when I was born, I was already at the peak of Great Luo Golden Immortal. Pangu being the strongest in Chaos? What bullshit! I! Shi Chen! Am the strongest!"

Shi Chen sneered disdainfully. Pangu, did you not expect it? I, Shi Chen, survived—and I will soon take control of your world.

"Is Fellow Daoist Shi Chen here?"

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

"Hmm? Yang Mei? Looks like they're planning to team up and raid Luohu."

[ Ding! The God-Tier Drudge Choice System has activated once again. ]

[ Ding! Three Old Ancestors of the Primordial World are inviting the host to join them in attacking Demon Ancestor Luohu. ]

[ Ding! Drudge host, please make your second god-tier choice. ]

[ 1: Agree to go with them. Reward: Method of Becoming a Saint. ]

[ 2: Refuse to go with them. Reward: a portrait of the unborn Xihe. ]

[ 3: Refuse to go with them and ruthlessly humiliate the three Old Ancestors of the Primordial World—Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and Qiankun. Reward: being beaten to death by the three of them together. ]