Primordial Era: Mistakeing Emperor Xin for His Nephew, Even the Saint is Dumbfounded!

"Ding! Primordial Sign-in System: Sign-in successful for today. Reward: All items in the courtyard gain +1 spiritual energy."

"Ten-year term complete, mission accomplished, system self-destructing!"

ah?

Hearing the same useless notification voice in his head that hadn't changed in a decade, Su Yang grumbled as he packed his bag. Although there had been a slight change, it was still too pathetic. From 0 to 1?

"King Zhou is heading to Nuwa's Palace. If we don't run now, we'll be turned to ashes by the battle between the sages!"

"The system self-destructed... What's the use of +1 spiritual energy now!"

"Damn it!"

Just as he was about to leave, two figures blocked the doorway. The one in the lead was burly and strong. Wasn't he the dissolute nephew that his elder brother had mentioned before his death?

Su Yang instantly flew into a rage, pointing his finger at him and cursing, "You bastard! Your father has been dead for ten years and you're only coming back now? The grass on his grave is already three feet tall! Get in here now and kneel down in front of your father's spirit!"

Meanwhile, Di Xin, the ruler of the Shang Dynasty whom he had been cursing, was utterly shocked and stared intently at the chicken digging in the yard.

That...that's...the legendary Chaos Fire Phoenix?!

We still have to accept this cheap uncle...