Chapter 114

You refused Hongjun's invitation to join, and each day you just loaf around on the border of the Dragon-Phoenix Eastern Wasteland.

Fighting is impossible; you can only loaf around, start loafing! Just loaf and it's over!

After a while, the Dragon and Qilin clans both knew you were a notorious loafing general……

But this is actually a good thing.

As everyone knows, people are profit-driven; to get everyone to willingly fight on the battlefield, faith can help, but ultimately profit is the foundation.

Take Qin's conquest of the six states—did Qin's generals and soldiers really go to siege and conquer just because they wanted to fulfill the great cause of unifying the six realms for the Qin king?

Of course not; they did it because war brought military merit, promotions and wealth—otherwise only fools would serve the Qin king. So when later Qin Shi Huang and Qin Er Shi could no longer grant titles, the Qin forces quickly collapsed, sighing over old Qin, welcoming the Duke of Pei……

Zhuque also witnessed this scene and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although it wasn't as bold as Jiaoming in openly opposing Ancestor Phoenix, it still felt sympathy for all beings, so after Jiaoming started loafing, it too started loafing, trying to avoid casualties as much as possible.

So, facing this tragic future, history made its choice.

After withstanding three attacks from the old ancestors in succession, he was deemed worthy to stand alongside the Three Ancestors, and thus proclaimed himself the "Demon Ancestor"!

Jiaoming was shocked and horrified; lately, Luo Hui's reputation has been thunderous—this innate divine being, who knows if he's brain‑damaged, kills anyone he catches, and not a single dragon, phoenix or qilin can escape!

The key is that he doesn't reason—kill those who resist, kill those who surrender; although he shares the title "Ancestor" with the Three Ancestors, he has no intention of taking subordinates—everyone must die.

A second‑generation phoenix, whose rank equals a Taiyi Golden Immortal, had never fallen in battle since the three clans went to war; after this battle, it immediately shocked the wilderness.

After escaping with his life, Jiaoming looked back at his distant camp and his pupils involuntarily contracted.

At some point, a huge mass of dark qi, like a lotus, covered the entire battlefield; the thick black qi looked ominous at a glance, as if countless beings' resentful cries were wailing within it……

Today you let loose and suffered a minor defeat; tomorrow I'll do the same; the day after, you keep letting loose……

The beings he killed weren't just the phoenix clan—he slaughtered all three tribes, aiming for equality among all beings……

Jiaoming's mouth twitched; he had to admire the enemy's reaction speed and intel, whereas he himself… if not for a good brother informing him, this wave he'd likely have died on the battlefield clueless.

What grudge, what resentment exactly!

Jiaoming, who had been happily loafing, suddenly widened his eyes.

"What? Luo Hui has come to the Eastern Wasteland?!"

A strange atmosphere replaced the previous life‑and‑death war mood.

Faced with such a formidable threat, someone advised the Three Ancestors, suggesting a temporary truce with the other two tribes.

At present, all the dragon‑phoenix slaves on the battlefield have been slain by Luo Hui, and it feels terrible inside……

Finally, a second‑generation phoenix could no longer stand it and tried to reason with him through force!

The war seems endless, as if the wilderness will forever continue in ceaseless fighting……

"I hope that flood dragon on the other side can also escape……"

"For them, is there still room to rise?"

"The Western Wasteland front is loafing."

Faced with such a lunatic powerhouse, after Ancestor Phoenix, Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Qilin each tried in turn to slay him, but ultimately failed; moreover, this strange Luo Hui kept growing stronger—when he fought Ancestor Phoenix he could only flee, yet when he battled Ancestor Qilin he managed to fight to a draw……

Jiaoming also dared not linger; he hastily grabbed his good brother Zhuque and fled, fearing Luo Hui.

……

"Hurry up! The battlefield Luo Hui last attacked isn't far from here—come on, let's run together!"

The frontline second‑generation generals, though nominally slaves of the Three Ancestors, are in fact each a local emperor with fief and power; they have already satisfied all their desires, so they have no wish to fight so frenziedly!

No matter how great the merit earned, could it replace one's own ancestor?

……

Demon Ancestor Luo Hui, officially appears!

Thus, on the Eastern Wasteland front of the Dragon‑Phoenix battlefield, where fighting had been fiercest, they gradually achieved a strange mutual understanding.

Or rather, it's not that desires were satisfied, but that greater desires could not be fulfilled, forcing them to settle for the status quo.

But Luo Hui felt no fear at all; instead, he actively sought battle.

In this battle, that second‑generation phoenix was easily speared to death by Luo Hui!

The reason the three tribes can still fight now is entirely due to those three war‑merchant Ancestors; winning or losing makes little difference to the ordinary slaves—they remain slaves, with no real benefit.

But unexpectedly, even though the reasoning was plain to see, the three tribal ancestors had no intention of stopping war; instead, they ordered every battlefield to fight even more fiercely, giving off an air of "pacify the inside before repelling the outside."

Eastern Wasteland.

Thus, the motivation for the vast ordinary slaves to keep fighting, aside from the spiritual drive of believing in their own creation myths, is simply to seek revenge!

Obviously not, because the Three Ancestors are an unbeatable boss‑level existence for them—whether trying to replace their own ancestor or wipe out and seize the land of the other two ancestors, it's simply impossible.

At first, he merely killed slaves; the upper echelons of the three tribes didn't pay much attention, assuming he was an innate divine being living in seclusion in the Western Wasteland, and that he acted only because the great war disturbed him.

While fleeing, Jiaoming quietly wished luck to the enemy's flood dragon, after all they had been loafing opposite each other for so long; though there was little actual interaction, they shared some feeling and unspoken understanding.

Southern Wasteland……

Uh……

But this ultimately cannot change the fact that the three‑tribe war has caused countless casualties; you only dare to loaf, acting on the battlefield, yet the war persists and casualties remain.

Eastern Wasteland front is loafing.

Zhuque chuckled.

"Don't worry, that golden old flood dragon has long since run off; just now when I came to find you, I saw it flying east toward the sea at a glance—faster than I can fly……"

But he didn't stop as everyone expected; instead, from Western Wasteland to Southern, Northern, Eastern Wasteland and the Central Lands, wherever there was a battlefield, his presence could be seen!

What's even more shocking is that this self‑styled Luo Hui wasn't burned to death by Ancestor Phoenix; he escaped with his life and continued to slaughter the slave armies on the three tribes' battlefields in every way!

Soon, this atmosphere spread everywhere!

Helpless, the crowd's advice went unheeded, so they had to keep fighting; but as soon as Luo Hui appeared nearby, each family's second‑generation lineage immediately fled……

Two second‑generation phoenixes of Taiyi Golden Immortal level only wanted to flee; their speed was surely tremendous, and in a short while they were far from the battlefield.

Those slaves should all be dead...

Because he was too cruel, the three tribes internally gradually became terrified at the mere mention of him; upon hearing he was nearby, they immediately found a place to hide...

Hurry up and go!

Considering Luohou's modus operandi, although he is a chaotic evil sadist, he usually only appears on the battlefield; so, let's temporarily stop fighting?

There's nothing wrong with this advice; anyway, everyone can see that this person only slaughters on the battlefield, not among civilians, so...

So they are actually the most clear-headed group; they don't want to fight at all, but they're caught between the elders above and the slaves below, and they can't avoid fighting.

In the primordial world, though innate divinity is rare, it's not limited to just the three ancestors, so no one pays too much attention.

Jiao Ming also felt sorrowful; he had been trying his best to avoid casualties, but he couldn't save their lives.

At some point in time, a powerful figure calling himself 'Luohu' appeared on the Western Wasteland battlefield.

My good brother Zhuque was also stationed in the Eastern Wasteland; the news of Luohu's appearance nearby was enough to scare him, and although he originally wanted to flee outright, thinking of his good friend Jiao Ming still being there, he deliberately came to pull him along to run together.

For the second-generation warriors, war brings no benefit at all—only losses; the elders' dreams remain distant, while their own territory's slaves and resources are being genuinely consumed...

Zhuque, also a second-generation phoenix, nodded repeatedly:

Now that you've set up a stall on the battlefield, the enemy's first reaction upon seeing it isn't to charge forward to expand their gains, but to want to join you in setting up a stall...

No matter how many enemies you kill, can you truly defeat the opposing side?

But ordinary slaves can fight desperately for these two illusory reasons; that doesn't mean the second-generation generals who are your equals would be so willing to go to war...

Set up the stall! That's all there is to it!

You, by your own power, have successfully shifted the atmosphere of the three-clan war...

This even stirred the ancestral phoenix that had been hiding in the great volcano; the ancestral phoenix came personally and battled Luohu, with fire and demonic energies clashing in the Western Wasteland, causing unknown damage...

Since none of that works, why keep fighting desperately?

Luohu...

Thus, his heart involuntarily felt intense anger toward that Luohu, but upon reflection, he also became somewhat puzzled:

How could such a powerful and evil figure have left no trace of reputation in that world line before his rebirth?

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(End of chapter)