Scaring Away the Three Sovereigns

"Lord Demon Ancestor, the Three Human Sovereigns request an audience with you!"

A little demon girl messenger trotted up to Jiang Che.

At that moment, Jiang Che was sitting by the river, fishing. He frowned. "You scared my fish away."

The little demon girl’s face turned pale with fear. Oh no... she was probably going to die here.

"Heh~~~" Jiang Che chuckled lightly. He was only teasing her, of course. It wasn't just about scaring the fish—he'd been fishing here for days without a single bite.

"What do the Human Sovereigns want with me?"

Jiang Che frowned. He’d heard earlier that some guy named Fuxi was looking for him, but he’d been busy teaming up with Yao Yue at the time and couldn’t be bothered.

"Tell them to scram!"

"Wait!" Suddenly, Jiang Che changed his mind. "I'll see them after all."

Jiang Che was actually a bit curious about these so-called Three Human Sovereigns. After all, as someone who had once been a Chinese person, he’d grown up hearing legends about the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors—Shennong tasting herbs, Suiren drilling wood for fire, and so on.

This time, he might as well get a look at these mythical figures.

...

Inside the hall.

Jiang Che sat cross-legged on his throne, propping his chin on one hand as he studied the three Human Sovereigns before him.

After meeting Jiang Che, none of these three Human Sovereigns dared to speak first, afraid a wrong word might provoke the Demon Ancestor’s wrath.

In truth, before meeting Jiang Che, they’d harbored a sliver of contempt for the Demon Ancestor—but after seeing him in person, they all fell silent.

He showed no trace of cultivation, yet inexplicably exuded an overwhelming pressure—a pressure even stronger than when they had faced the Heavenly Emperor back in the day.

"Your Highness, Demon Ancestor, we... we have come to discuss the relationship between the demon realm and the human realm..." Immortal Emperor Suiren began.

But Jiang Che didn’t answer. He merely cast a casual glance over the three.

On the far left stood Immortal Emperor Shennong, an unmatched immortal emperor fused with the Dao of Medicine, commanding all divine elixirs, immortal herbs, and even Dao-grade drugs, while also wielding immense healing prowess.

In the middle was Immortal Emperor Fuxi, who had merged with the Dao of Heaven and Earth and created the Eight Trigrams Cosmic Plate, a Dao artifact—though his flowing white hair made him look rather pretentious.

As for Suiren, known as the Flame Emperor, he had fused with the Dao of Fire and could command all fires in the realm.

Yet Jiang Che shook his head in disappointment after sizing them up. Were these three really the legendary Three Sovereigns from the myths?

To Jiang Che, they felt no better than three stray dogs by the roadside.

"You’re called Shennong, right?" Jiang Che suddenly asked.

Immortal Emperor Shennong hesitated, then nodded. "That’s right, Demon Ancestor. My surname is Shen, my given name Nong."

Jiang Che: "..."

Not bad, pal—a surname of Shen, a given name of Nong?

If he remembered correctly, in Chinese mythology, the Three Sovereigns all bore the surname Ji, didn’t they?

Jiang Che then turned his gaze to the so-called Immortal Emperor Suiren. "Don’t tell me your surname is Sui?"

"Demon Ancestor... you are correct. My surname is Sui, my given name Ren."

Fuxi was about to speak, but Jiang Che waved him off. "I know—your surname is Fu, your given name Xi..."

Immortal Emperor Fuxi: "..."

"What the hell is this?"

Jiang Che laughed in exasperation. Clearly, these three weren’t the real Three Sovereigns at all—even their existence and that of the ancient heavenly court had been fabricated.

"Shennong! Can you tell me what herbs you’ve eaten?"

The moment Jiang Che spoke, it was hard not to burst out laughing.

Immortal Emperor Shennong was at a complete loss and could only stammer, "Yanhuang grass, blood ganoderma..."

[Ding! Host has tricked Shennong, gaining 20 points.]

Immortal Emperor Shennong frantically emitted points.

"Suiren, I heard you created fire by drilling wood. How about you show me a demonstration now?"

Immortal Emperor Suiren: "..."

The next second, Suiren found a piece of wood and a stick, crouching down to start rubbing them together.

[Ding! Host has tricked Suiren, gaining 20 points.]

Finally, Jiang Che’s gaze fell on Fuxi.

[Ding...]

Meeting them—whoever they were—he’d start by milking them for points.

...

"Heh, you lot are amusing. The human realm has bullied and oppressed the demon realm for endless ages, and now you won’t even allow us demons to fight back?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah! You humans are just too wicked!" Little Mo Shangxie chimed in, joining the conversation. She didn’t care about the so-called Human Sovereigns—with Master around, she was the supreme ruler second only to him!

"So go home. Between the demon realm and the human realm, there is only bloody enmity. If I order peace, how do I explain it to my followers? How do I justify it to the countless demons of the myriad realms?"

Jiang Che was deep in character, fully immersing himself in the role of the Demon Ancestor.

Little Mo Shangxie slumped beside him, eyes sparkling as she gazed at Jiang Che. Her master was just too invincible and too handsome, wasn’t he?

Then Jiang Che raised a hand, and the three Human Sovereigns vanished on the spot, forcibly teleported billions of miles away to the ancestral ground of the human realm.

The Three Sovereigns were completely stunned.

Forcibly carried from the Demon Realm Abyss back to the human ancestral ground without a chance to resist?

They were three unmatched Immortal Emperors, not roadside scraps to be crushed at will.

Boundless fear spread through each of them. "Fu... Fuxi, I feel this Demon Ancestor is really stronger than the Heavenly Emperor, isn’t he?"

"Shennong, how about we defect to the demon realm? I feel like if we keep serving as Human Sovereigns, we’re going to lose our heads..."

...

"What are you staring at? Get back to training! Don’t you want to attend the Peach Banquet?"

Jiang Che cast a cold glance at Mo Shangxie and gave her head a sharp flick with his fingers, making the girl wince.

"Master~~~ I don’t want to train anymore. I want to go out and play..." Mo Shangxie tugged at Jiang Che’s sleeve, swaying it and acting cute, while Jiang Che secretly recorded it all with a memory stone, planning to show it to the grown-up Mo Shangxie when he returned to the present world.

"Do you want a slap on the palm?" Jiang Che pulled out a ruler, his gaze stern.

Mo Shangxie shrank her neck surreptitiously and made a face at him when he wasn’t looking.

After leaving Jiang Che’s palace, Mo Shangxie immediately crushed a teleportation talisman and vanished.

Clearly, she couldn’t sit still. She’d heard that the conflict between the human realm and demon realm was raging, and she had to go join the fun.

She would crush those human cultivators to death!

Mo Shangxie clenched her little fists. She was born and raised in the demon realm, surrounded by demon emperors and demon lords since childhood—naturally, she harbored hostility toward the human realm.