Prehistoric God Level Choice: Get Suzaku at the start

Chen Xuan's face was expressionless, looking at the strong man under his knees who was crying like a child.

"Master, I miss you so much! Woohoo!"

Xingwu hugged Chen Xuan's thigh and cried loudly.

Those who didn't know thought he was Chen Xuan's long-lost son...

Xingwu's nose and tears dripped all over Chen Xuan's robe, until Hou Tu couldn't stand it anymore.

"How unbecoming is it for a good man from the Wu clan to cry like this!"

Chen Xuan looked at his body helplessly, and a white light flashed through his body. The brocade robe was as clean as new, without any stains.

Xingwu looked at him with excitement: "Master, I haven't seen you in the past few days, but I have heard your name a lot!"

The group of people left talking and laughing, not taking Jiang Hong seriously at all.

He stamped his feet angrily, turned around and went to find his father.

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"Third brother, he was too embarrassed to come in person, so he asked me to give you this thing as an apology."

The Water God Halberd used by Gonggong appeared in front of Chen Xuan.

"Third brother said, I hope you can accept it so that he can feel better."

Seeing Chen Xuan's silence, Hou Tu thought he had a knot in his heart and said softly: "If you don't accept it, the third brother will have no choice but to commit suicide and apologize!"

"Ding, the system releases a task."

"Option one, accept the apology."

"Option two, refuse."

"Okay, okay, since my sister said this, I will accept it shamelessly."

"Ding, the host chooses option one, and the host will be rewarded with the title of Water God."

Seeing that he accepted it happily, Hou Tu was very happy and started talking about what happened after Xing Wu returned to the Wu clan.

It turns out that after this stupid guy returned, the Twelve Ancestral Witches learned that someone in their clan had cultivated the Yuanshen, which was a great joy to the whole clan.

However, after Xingwu told the story of the process of cultivating his soul, others followed suit but could not do it.

So Hou Tu came to Xing'an City this time, firstly to participate in the saint's sacrificial ceremony, secondly to thank Chen Xuan, and thirdly because he hoped to get from him the skills that would allow all the witch clans to cultivate the soul.

"Ding, the system releases a task."

"Option one, agree to Hou Tu's request."

"Option two, reject Houtu."

Hou Tu continued: "Of course, I also know that this matter is a bit excessive...but for the sake of the luck of my witch clan, I can only beg for it shamelessly."

Chen Xuan pondered for a long time: "Sister Houtu, I want to declare in advance that I can promise you this..."

"But I can't guarantee that it will be effective. I can only promise that I will try my best."

"Of course, no matter whether things work out or not, you will be my Wu Clan's best friend from now on, forever!"

"Ding, the host chooses option one, and the host will be rewarded with a five-color stone bracelet."

After sending Hou Tu away and looking at the jade bracelet in his hand, Chen Xuan thought for a moment and decided to give it to his sister when he went back as a self-defense item for her.

"You have to think carefully, this matter is not trivial, maybe the future historical direction will be changed because of you."

Ji Yao advised softly.

"I understand, but since I have already promised, I will naturally do it. Don't worry!"

A few days later, Chen Xuan stayed in the room, thinking about his promise to Hou Tu.

"Ms. sir, there is someone outside who wants to see you."

A wealthy middle-aged man saluted Chen Xuan in a neither humble nor overbearing manner:

"Excuse me, did Mr. Chen write those poems by himself?"

"yes!"

Chen Xuan admitted without blushing.

"Young master is really rich! I am the owner of Yongji Bookstore, my name is Liao Yongji. I wonder if I can talk to you?"

Ji Yao asked curiously from the side: "What are you talking about?"

"It's like this. The bookstore below will publish books for the human race and other races to enjoy."

"So, I would like to ask the young master to become a guest of my bookstore and publish books specifically for our bookstore."

"Sorry, not interested."

"Sir, you may not know that although I am called a calligrapher, I am involved in all walks of life, even those related to people's livelihood."

Chen Xuan was about to see off his guests, but when he heard his words, he frowned.

"If the young master is willing to cooperate with us, all treatment will be preferential! Here is the contract, you can take a look at it first."

Ji Yao was curious. She took the contract and took a look at it. Her eyes suddenly widened: "What does the first clause 'Yongji Book Company hires an author' mean? Shouldn't it be cooperation?"

"There is also this article, 'All written works by the author belong to the bookstore and may not be used privately'?"

Liao Yongji looked confident: "It's just like the girl said, I, Yongji Calligraphy, asked someone to write the book, so naturally it belongs to us. Do you have any doubts?"

Chen Xuan didn't even look at it, and tore the contract into pieces: "I have no time to talk to you now, get out!"

This is obviously not the first time Liao Yongji has encountered such a tough situation: "I advise Mr. Chen to understand that there is someone above us!"

Ji Yao didn't care about this and pushed him away: "My husband told you to get out, do you hear me? You have no eyesight!"

Liao Yongji fell to the ground, still speaking stubbornly: "You don't even want to ask who is behind our Yongji Bookstore!"

"who is it?"

"I'll scare you by saying this, His Majesty Donghuang Taiyi!"

"I know that you have a good relationship with the saint, but the Eastern Emperor is the supreme leader of all races and the emperor of the demon clan. The saint is also from the demon clan, will he fall out with his clansmen because of you?"

"Of course, you still have the way of the Witch Clan, but I think it's impossible for the Witch Clan to interfere in the internal affairs of our human race, right?"

An idea flashed in Chen Xuan's mind: "I understand, this matter was ordered by Donghuang Taiyi himself?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Liao Yongji's eyes: "Yes, you are right. His Majesty has indeed personally inquired about this matter. If you are wise, you will sign it obediently!"

"Otherwise... hum!"

"Ding, the system releases a task."

"Option one, sign a contract with Yongji Book Company."

"Option two, refuse to sign."

Without even thinking about it, Chen Xuan chose to refuse the contract.

"Ding, the host chooses option two, and the host will be rewarded with the map of "The Song of Colorful Feathers"."

Just give the map to Ji Yao and ask her to dance at the sacrifice ceremony!

Liao Yongji was still chattering there: "Young Master just gave up a small thing, but you can get huge rewards, don't make the mistake!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was carried by Chen Xuan and flew into the sky.

The colorful rays of light flashed, and the true form of the innate phoenix appeared, casually throwing Liao Yongji upward, spitting out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire, and instantly burned him to ashes.

And this is not over yet, the true fire of samadhi goes straight towards the bullfight.

The direction pointed is exactly the Lingxiao Hall of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace located in Jiuchongtian - the residence of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun.