Magic Conch, Yuanshi Flees

It was a white conch shell, its surface appearing crystal clear, but upon closer inspection with Divine Sense, one could discover countless restrictive runes on it.

This is a Mid-Grade Spirit Treasure, but it is not Innate; it was crafted Acquired.

Trading a banquet for an Acquired Mid-Grade Spirit Treasure is definitely a fair trade, but Wu Chu felt as if they were treating his place like a restaurant. He was the owner, Little Moon Spirit was the head chef, Houtu was the customer attractor, the Little Fox was the waiter, and the Little Flower Fairies were...

This Mid-Grade Spirit Treasure is the food supply.

Wu Chu suddenly had an urge to shout at Yinglong, "Welcome back next time!"

Fortunately, he held back and didn't say anything offensive. After all, Yinglong is Dragon Clan, and at this time, it's best to keep a certain distance from Three Clans to avoid getting into trouble unnecessarily.

"The position of Great River Water Lord! And you actually refused it so easily." After seeing Yinglong Gengchen off, Miss Houtu said to him with a smile, her tone quite teasing and joking.

Wu Chu tossed the conch shell in his hand and laughed, "That position is indeed quite good. Just from the fact that this person can address Torch Dragon, it's clear that he holds a high position in the Dragon Court. For such a dragon to be sent to oversee this Great River shows how important this position is."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Moreover, if I could truly attain this position, setting aside the elevation that comes with status, I wouldn't need to worry about cultivation resources at all. While others have to go out to search for treasures, I can receive them simply by sitting here."

After hearing Wu Chu's words, Houtu also felt that the position of the Great River Water Lord was indeed quite good.

If it's so good, why refuse? Is it simply because he's worried that the future war between the Three Clans will affect him?

The future is so far away, how can we be sure what will happen?

Perhaps the future he fears won't come to pass?

Wu Chu knew the likely outcome of the Three Clans' future development, but Houtu was not. She felt that Wu Chu certainly couldn't guarantee that the future of the Three Clans would be so terrible.

Since that's the case, why not take that position first, claim the benefits, and deal with any troubles later?

Should we hold ourselves back simply because we fear the future?

She watched Wu Chu silently, believing Wu Chu still had something to say.

Sure enough, after pondering for a moment, Wu Chu continued, "But that position is tainted. Although it seems quite good, how many of the creatures in that Great River will submit to me? Even if they submit to me under pressure, will they risk their lives for me in a crucial moment? Moreover, the Great River stretches across countless miles east to west across Primordial World, located in the inland area. If war were to break out between the Three Clans in the future, the aquatic creatures of the two rivers would undoubtedly be the first to bear the brunt, and the water lords of the two rivers..."

Wu Chu shook his head and didn't say anything more. Instead, he tossed the conch shell to Little Moon Spirit, "Little Moon Spirit, here, take this! You work so hard cooking... I wonder what power this conch shell has. Is it some kind of Magic Conch?"

"Magic Conch?" The Little Fox stepped forward, took the conch shell from Little Moon Spirit's hand, examined it closely, and even brought its little mouth to it and blew on it. "What's so magical about it?"

Aside from the somewhat unusual voice, she couldn't find anything particularly amazing about it.

Wu Chu laughed, "Why not ask the Magic Conch?"

Little Moon Spirit seemed to have thought of something. She foolishly took the conch shell, put her little mouth to its opening, and said, "Magic Conch, Magic Conch, what's so magical about you?"

After asking the question, he put the conch shell to his ear and listened intently.

Conch naturally wouldn't answer her question, Wu Chu was already laughing heartily. Meanwhile, Yibao in his Consciousness Sea muttered, "What a little dummy!"

Seeing Wu Chu laughing heartily and slapping his thigh, everyone came to their senses. Little Moon Spirit blushed slightly, stomped her foot, and huffed, "Brother A Chu, you're so annoying!"

She realized she'd been tricked. She'd thought this conch shell would be like Wu Chu's phone, asking strange questions and giving her answers!

That's why, when Wu Chu said, "Why don't you ask?", she remembered Wu Chu's phone, Yibao, and then foolishly asked him.

"I think you're being too cautious, A Chu!"

Houtu smiled and then said.

Wu Chu shook his head, petting the Big Cat and leaning against it. "Better safe than sorry. We can't put ourselves in potential danger just for some benefits we haven't seen yet. Why Yinglong dare to promise me such great benefits? He must want to get what he wants from me! Why should I give in to his wishes?"

Houtu thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I can't argue with you!"

The Big Cat turned its head to lick Wu Chu, but Wu Chu pushed its Rolling head away, laughing, "I'm a lazy person who likes to do things my own way. I don't want to be tied down to anything, much less worry about the future of the Dragon Clan. Although your second brother is also one of the Dragon Clan Dragon Ancestor, I still have to say, the more powerful the Three Clans are now, the more tragic their future fate will likely be!"

While Wu Chu and Houtu were having a heated discussion about the position of the Great River Water Lord, Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi, and Qingqiu Li were also caught up in a great battle.

If we take Mount Buzhou as the center of the Primordial Land, then the Kunlun Mountain region is located in the northwest of the Central Land Primordial World land.

The Western Land connects to the Central Land, and the connection is relatively long and narrow. Longevity Mountain is located at the end of this long and narrow area, close to the Western Land.

In the northwest of the Central Land of the primordial Primordial World, the source of the earth's veins is basically in the Kunlun region.

As they repaired the earth's veins, they naturally traced them back to their source. However, before they even reached the source, they witnessed an earth-shattering battle.

An Ancient Banner stood tall between heaven and earth, fluttering in the wind, its Great Dao Order waving and dismantling countless spells aimed at it, while it withstood a golden seal that descended from the sky.

That was the Qilin Seal, Merit Supreme Treasure belonging to the Qilin Clan, and the Ancient Banner that could rival it must also be an extraordinary item, at least at the level of Primordial Supreme Treasure.

Roar...

The Qilin Ancestor roared, shaking the Myriad Mountains. Countless Spirit Treasure behind him converged into a stream, crashing towards the Ancient Banner that was resisting the Qilin Seal. Countless powerful figures unleashed their spells, attacking the middle-aged Daoist with a serious expression and ruthless demeanor.

A voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. "Leave the Supreme Treasure behind, and we'll spare your life; otherwise, kill us!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The murderous aura gathered into a river and blasted towards the middle-aged Daoist.

The middle-aged Daoist priest roared angrily, "You beasts with fur and horns, you have gone too far in bullying me!"

But faced with so many powerful figures, he still turned and fled without hesitation. The Ancient Banner protected his body, transforming into a rainbow of light as he fled northwest.

The Qilin Ancestor roared, stomping down with its massive hoof that instantly crushed a towering mountain. "Shameless brat! You killed my children, stole their treasures, and dared to insult my Beast Clan! Today, I will make sure you have nowhere to go, neither to heaven nor to hell!"