This choice posed little difficulty for Mu Chen.
If he turned a blind eye, he would not get a single penny in rewards.
If he let the Witch Race descend into internal strife, the Demon Race would grow stronger, and the Human Race would only suffer along with them.
So, whether by sentiment or reason, he ought to help the Witch Race.
While Mu Chen was still thinking things over here,
Zhurong and Gonggong had already started fighting over there.
Since ancient times, water and fire had never gotten along.
As time passed, the two had found each other increasingly disagreeable.
Until today, when the conflict between them inevitably erupted.
And so began the battle between the two great Ancestral Witches of water and fire that would shake the Primordial World.
In an instant,
the entire sea was swept by terrifying flames and seawater.
At this sight, Mu Chen immediately lost his composure.
This was his territory! If they kept fighting, every living creature across ten thousand miles of sea would be done for.
So he hurriedly called out,
"Stop!"
Zhurong and Gonggong were both startled.
This presence...
So powerful!
It even seemed a notch stronger than their own.
Immediately afterward,
Mu Chen unleashed the divine ability Dharma Heaven and Earth, his body towering ten million zhang tall as he appeared before them.
He asked calmly,
"As fellow members of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, why are you trying to kill each other?"
Had it been anyone else, the two proud, untamable Ancestral Witches would naturally have ignored them.
But at this moment, Mu Chen stood within the Cloud Sea Grand Formation, possessing the strength of a Quasi-Sage.
Naturally, they had to give him some face.
Zhurong snorted coldly.
"All races revere him as the Water God, and they use the fact that water extinguishes fire to belittle all the flames in the world. As the Ancestral Witch of Fire, I naturally cannot let that go unchecked!"
Gonggong refused to yield an inch.
"What a joke! Water can extinguish fire in the first place. Your fire divine abilities are simply no match for my water essence!"
"Bullshit!"
"Come at me if you disagree!"
Watching the two trade barbs,
Mu Chen merely smiled faintly.
"Might I ask... which races do you mean by all races?"
Zhurong replied irritably,
"All races means all races! The Snake Clan, the Flood Dragon Clan, the Rat Clan, some ants with low cultivation realms, and even the Human Race all say the same!"
Mu Chen asked again,
"The Human Race has a low cultivation realm and has not even developed a method of cultivation. As the Ancestral Witch of Fire, why stoop to their level?"
"Let me ask you: aside from the Human Race, which race do those other beasts all belong to?"
Gonggong said impatiently,
"Do you even need to ask? A few little crawling creatures naturally belong to the Demon..."
Before he could finish,
Gonggong froze.
Zhurong also noticed something amiss.
Mu Chen smiled faintly.
"It seems you understand now. That's right, they all belong to the Demon Race."
"As I see it, the Demon Race knew that the two great Ancestral Witches of water and fire did not get along, so they deliberately spread such talk throughout the world."
"The aim... was to provoke discord between you, allowing the Demon Race to reap the fisherman's profit!"
With just a few simple words,
the truth was instantly unraveled.
With his modern-day knack for scheming, Mu Chen could naturally see through Demon Emperor Eastern Emperor Taiyi's plot at a glance.
And although the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed unmatched physical bodies,
perhaps because they could not cultivate their primordial spirits, they fell a little short when it came to schemes.
Of course, one could also say they disdained scheming.
After all, in their eyes, apart from the innate gods and demons, all other races were merely weak ants.
Upon hearing Mu Chen's words,
Zhurong immediately flew into an uncontrollable rage.
"Bastards! That damned Demon Race actually dared to scheme against the Witch Race!"
Gonggong was also utterly indignant.
"Hmph! If the eldest hadn't forbidden it, I would flood Mount Buzhou and slaughter those two demon beasts, the Eastern Emperor and Di Jun!"
Mu Chen nodded in satisfaction.
"In that case, can you set aside your dispute and stop fighting?"
Zhurong and Gonggong exchanged a glance.
They spoke in unison.
"No, we still have to fight!"
Mu Chen: "..."
At this moment, he only wanted to say one thing.
Fuck your mother!