Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1671 - 386: Thousand Poison Brain God Pill and Chen Jie’s Grand Plan (2)

Elder Monkey presented his herbs, after which Chen Jie shifted his gaze to Mei Tu. With a giggle, Mei Tu declared, "I wasn’t lazy, I found five extra herbs for you."

Chen Jie gave a slight nod, then faced Chou Niu and remarked, "Chou Niu, do you have anything to say? Per the rules, you’re dead last and eligible for elimination!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

Chou Niu bellowed in fury, prompting Chen Jie to furrow his brow. "Everyone got the same time limit and tasks. You performed worse than the rest. What’s there to complain about?"

"I, I got deceived by someone, or else I’d have gathered at least two or three more herbs."

Hearing those words, Chen Jie eyed Chou Niu and questioned, "The hearts of men are fickle. Trusting others so readily explains your situation. So, if we execute you now, will you accept that fate or not?"

"I won’t accept it, not even in death."

Chen Jie regarded Chou Niu and inquired, "What would convince you to accept it?"

Chou Niu replied, "Another competition."

Chen Jie shook his head. "Holding another contest isn’t feasible; time is too short for that."

Chou Niu scowled. "Then go ahead and kill me, but getting me to accept it? Impossible."

At those words, Chen Jie shot Chou Niu a glance before addressing the other three. "Chou Niu refuses to yield, so should we grant him an opportunity?"

Silence fell over the group at this, with Chen Long’s gaze darting away especially. Clearly, he opposed offering any chance.

Meanwhile, Mei Tu pondered briefly and suggested, "We can offer him a chance; Chou Niu’s just too straightforward."

Elder Monkey chimed in, "Right, Chou Niu’s simply too genuine."

Noticing both advocating for it, Chen Long joined in, "Yes, Chou Niu’s an honest fellow."

With all pleading his case, Chen Jie chuckled. "Hehe, alright, alright. In that case, I won’t dwell on it. Chou Niu gets a chance, and so does each of you."

Saying so, Chen Jie extended his hand. "Mei Tu, did you locate what I requested?"

Mei Tu responded instantly, "I found it."

With that, Mei Tu offered a pitch-black herb, drawing frowns from the group. "What’s that?" Chen Long demanded.

Mei Tu answered, "Thousand Poison Grass."

"Thousand Poison Grass. That’s insanely toxic. Besides crafting the Thousand Poison Brain God Pill, what else... Thousand Poison Brain God Pill!!"

Chen Long muttered casually, but instantly his eyes bulged as he gaped at Chen Jie in utter shock.

Chen Jie locked eyes with Chen Long’s stare unflinchingly, holding firm. Now Chen Long averted his gaze, guilt washing over him.

Elder Monkey’s eyes also flew wide in astonishment at that moment, though he soon composed himself, lowering his head with a face twisted in conflict and resignation. Consuming the Thousand Poison Brain God Pill stripped away control of one’s life.

Yet alternatives were nonexistent. Only one hour remained before the Ruins unlocked—this hour was for their decision. Refusal guaranteed death without question; that was their doom.

Thus, choice eluded them. If only they’d foreseen this mess, they’d have steered clear of such troubled affairs. Now bereft of all, despair brought tears.

Still, Chou Niu roared in outrage upon hearing it. "The Thousand Poison Brain God Pill—you aim to enslave us! A true man dies honorably, not shamed. I’d sooner perish than endure this. Kill me now."

Chou Niu declared outright: sure, end me, but I won’t swallow that cursed poison pill.

Chen Jie laughed at the sight. "So keen on death? Allow me to change your mind. An ancient proverb warns of reputation in life and death—how you perish shapes your legacy. Die like this, and your name sours in history."

Chou Niu’s brow creased as Chen Jie pressed on. "Why glare so? If you perish and we claim you groveled, wept pathetically, who’d question it?"

Those words twisted Chou Niu’s face in an instant, and he snarled, "When have I ever wept pathetically, I..."

"Fine, fine, I’ll eat it."

The will to survive gripped Chou Niu, leading to swift surrender. His life drive wasn’t fierce; mere coaxing turned him from the brink. Chen Jie excelled at managing such stubborn souls.

With consensus achieved, Chen Jie wasted no more words, tossing the final component—Thousand Poison Grass—into his Pill Furnace.

All wondered how Chen Jie summoned a Pill Furnace from nowhere, yet despite the curiosity burning within, none dared voice the question.

Chen Jie no longer shielded his ownership of the storage ring with the same caution as in his frail early years. During that period, he lingered only at the Holding Core Realm, the Wolf Smoke Realm—a pathetic insect that any mighty powerhouse could squash without effort.

Today, he stood among the elite, and superiors to him had no reason to slay him over something trivial like a storage ring.

Those inferior to him wouldn't dare to entertain any greedy notions against him.

A common adage states that fortune exceeding one's capacity draws calamity. Hand a six-year-old child ten thousand in cash, and he'll draw predators. Even the virtuous might nurture wicked desires.

However, grant that identical sum to a brawny, muscled giant, and nobody would dare to scheme.

This exemplifies the dominance of power. Chen Jie's present might allowed him to casually confess seizing the Medicine King Treasure from Mianshui County long ago.

In truth, the two factions involved then—the Ruyang Royal Mansion, his father-in-law's kin, and the King Qi Residence, his rivals—both would instantly spot that storage ring.