Simulating the primordial era? That's way too extreme.

Chapter 29 Hongyun, I have a piece of advice...

"It can only mean bad luck for Hongyun."

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Si could only think of one possibility: if Di Jun wanted to become a saint, he must have the Primordial Purple Qi, and the only known Primordial Purple Qi in the prehistoric world was in the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.

That means...

After announcing the decree of succession to the high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun promised you that, given the current pace of mutual slaughter between humans and demons, the day humanity is completely wiped out should also be the day he attains sainthood, at which time he will abdicate the throne to you!

[You were stunned by this sudden surprise, your whole body trembling. You recalled the days when you could only stand at a distance as a lackey during the gatherings of the Heavenly Emperor and the Sages. Since then, you have harbored a deep ambition for advancement.]

[A chieftain who doesn't aspire to be the Heavenly Emperor isn't a good chieftain. You once hoped to overthrow the Heavenly Emperor, but reality gradually extinguished your hopes. When you chose to kneel before the human race, those hopes were already shattered. You only wanted to gain merit for the human race's rise to power, no longer envying the Heavenly Emperor's supreme status.]

But reality often plays tricks on people. After you have completely lost hope, the once unattainable position of the Heavenly Emperor opens its arms to you. In the end, you become the Crown Prince of Heaven without any expectations, and even the imperial edict is placed in your hands...

I feel sad when I want to laugh, and inexplicably want to laugh again when I want to cry.

"Did I sell humanity for a good price, buying this throne of the Heavenly Emperor with the blood and tears of countless lives?"

The imperial edict felt inexplicably burning your hand, yet you gripped it tightly, for the sinful transaction had already been completed invisibly. The edict was the only reward you had acquired; you had already sold so many vibrant lives, you couldn't afford to buy nothing at all...

Inner demons arise spontaneously, without form.

[Di Jun, with concern, escorted you, who was distraught, out of the Shouyang Mountain Palace. Along the way, the heavenly soldiers and generals, who were mostly human, saw you from afar and cheered and bowed to their beloved chieftain.]

"Loyal to Chief Jin! Fight to the last drop of blood to annihilate all those lowly demon traitors!"

You almost dropped the imperial edict and wanted to disappear into the ground...

Soon, news spread like wildfire that you had been chosen as the crown prince by Emperor Jun, and that you would one day rule over all the races of the world. From Shouyang Mountain to the Eastern Wilderness, and then from the Eastern Wilderness to the other three wildernesses, it finally reached the four seas and ten continents. Your fame was known to all!

An invisible iron curtain, stretching across the primordial world, has fallen, dividing the ancient land in two: one half is inhabited by the ancient myriad races of demons, and the other half by the newly emerging protagonists of this world…

The human race rejoiced. Even though the war between the demons and humans had left them battered and bruised, as long as their Great Chieftain could succeed to the Heavenly Emperor, it would prove that their sacrifices were meaningful! It was a symbol of victory! It proved that the demon race was inferior; otherwise, why would the Heavenly Emperor have passed the throne to the Great Chieftain? Even if blood was shed, it was still a victory!

"But isn't the Great Chieftain of the demon race?" someone asked, puzzled. Immediately, someone else yelled and tackled him to the ground, "Traitor! Behave yourself! Send them one by one to the Demon-Slaying Platform!"

The demon race was in uproar upon learning this news, and then concluded that it was because they hadn't fought hard enough, causing the Heavenly Emperor to lose hope in them.

Then let's go all out!

[Because you were chosen as the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Court as the Great Chieftain of the Human Race, all races unconsciously believe that the outcome of this war is related to the position of Crown Prince. Humanity has the upper hand, so the Human Chieftain can be chosen. But what if your own race had the upper hand?]

Each tribe began to harbor ambitions; who wouldn't want their chieftain to become the Heavenly Emperor? If only it were possible...

[Powerful sub-clans such as the Witch, Tiger, and Phoenix, subordinate to the demon race, immediately mobilized their forces, engaging in fierce battles with the human race from the Great Luo level down!]

Fortunately, the human race is blessed with good fortune and easy access to immortality cultivation. Furthermore, they have been growing stronger throughout these eons. Although no Great Luo Golden Immortals have yet been born, the number of Taiyi and below is extremely large. They have single-handedly held their own against the myriad races of the primordial world, fighting to a standstill.

This astonishing strength made all the demons increasingly wary. In less than ten eons, the human race had already become so powerful; if they continued to develop, replacing all other races might not be an exaggeration!

[As expected of a "demon above demons," a "celestial dragon," he must die!]

The battle intensified...

[It was during this period that a satisfied Di Jun quietly left the Shouyang Mountain Palace, along with other powerful beings such as Taiyi, Xihe, Wangshu, Changxi, and Kunpeng, their whereabouts unknown.]

【…】

"I knew this throne wouldn't be easy to inherit; they're clearly using me as a weapon!"

Zhao Si, who was watching the battle from God's overall perspective, slapped his hand hard. Seeing this, he finally understood why Di Jun suddenly claimed that he would pass the throne to him.

To resolve the protagonist's inner demons? That might indeed be part of the reason.

But how could the words and actions of political leaders be solely driven by goodwill? They are, in fact, driven by political considerations.

Di Jun clearly felt that the fighting below wasn't fierce enough, believing that the intensity wasn't enough to effectively wear down the human race in a short time.

So he chose to add fuel to the fire!

So what is the best fuel for combustion? Naturally, it's the Heavenly Emperor's throne beneath his buttocks.

The reason he promised to pass the throne to the protagonist Jin Bing was ostensibly to reward his merit in annihilating people, but in reality, he wanted to use the identity of "Great Chieftain of the Human Race" to his advantage.

When humans see their chieftain about to ascend the throne and become emperor, they will naturally fight even harder and link their own efforts in battle with the chieftain's ascension to the throne, forming what they believe to be a "cause and effect relationship".

When the demons see this, they will also have this kind of "cause and effect" association. Everyone wants to be the Heavenly Emperor, so if they have the opportunity, they will definitely work harder.

"Killing two birds with one stone..."

"No, it's three birds!"

Zhao Si frowned as she looked at the last part of the description of Di Jun quietly leaving with his men:

"Using the throne of the Heavenly Emperor to incite even greater chaos in the primordial world, and then, in the chaos, we can fish in troubled waters..."

Who is the fish?

Of course, it was some unlucky old ancestor, Hongyun, who was completely unaware of the situation. Given his typical "good deeds" and "unconventional" nature in the prehistoric setting, he was probably still watching the battle between demons and humans like a curious child...

Uh, let's mourn for Ancestor Hongyun for a second.

The departure of the Heavenly Emperor and others did not concern you. Ever since you received the edict of succession, you have been sitting in your room every day, staring blankly at the edict. Beset by inner demons, you always feel that you can hear faint cries in your ears, and the golden edict seems to be stained with blood...

[To this day, through countless eons of arduous cultivation and the aid of immense merit, you have already advanced rapidly from a minor Golden Immortal to a Great Luo Golden Immortal, first entering the Taiyi True Realm and then glimpsing the wonders of the Great Luo! You achieved the status of a Great Luo Golden Immortal in less than ten eons!]

This progress is extremely exaggerated, because the Great Luo realm is the pinnacle of immortality, which cannot be achieved through simple secluded cultivation. Every Great Luo expert in the world is an old being who has lived for hundreds or thousands of eons, and they cannot lack any of the following: opportunity, method, comprehension, and aptitude.

[But you only used less than ten Yuanhui! Of course, this has little to do with your own hard work in cultivating immortality; it's all thanks to the massive amount of merit you accumulated.]

【But now, facing your inner demons, your invincible Great Luo cultivation and boundless merits are all useless... In fact, merits are useful; they can dispel all inner demons. But this is a mental illness; demons can be killed, but illnesses cannot be cured.】

You don't know what you're doing, or what you want to do; you just sit blankly in your room, like an ordinary person suffering from Yu Yu syndrome.

[Your brother, a bit silly, knocks softly on the door. He brings you a thick stack of recent battle reports, some tragic about the massacre of human cities, others about the triumphant victory of humans over the demon race… but you don't want to read them, neither wins nor losses.]

"Brother Bing, are you alright?" Your brother, the fool, asked you with concern. Because of his merits, he had become a Taiyi Golden Immortal, far exceeding the upper limit of his previous life. Now, he was the second most powerful and influential person in the human race. This was your way of repaying him.

[You desperately wanted to say you were alright, but you couldn't open your mouth. Your brother, noticing your low spirits, sighed and said to you, "If you're really feeling down, why not go home and have a heart-to-heart talk with Father and Mother? It might have a miraculous effect. Besides, you haven't been home for almost ten years; they really miss you..."]

Faced with your brother's suggestion, what would you choose?

[A: No way! My cheap father cut ties with you in your past life, it's utterly despicable! Even if I, Jin Bing, am tormented by inner demons and die outside, I'd rather jump off this cliff than say a single word to them! B: Oh, it's so good! There's no one better than your parents.]

(Brothers, I changed some of the game settings in the previous text, and I also made some deletions to Chapter 16. Some of you gave me feedback that the reading experience was not good, and I felt the same way, so I made the changes... Please forgive me (﹏))

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