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“This King is very confident in you, Guiguzi. Your contribution in destroying the Great Zhou cannot go unnoticed.”
Di Xin faintly grinned. She extended a hand, inviting Guiguzi to take a seat. To be able to receive King Zhou’s invitation to sit was quite a considerable honor, but Guiguzi Wang Xu bowed and continued to stand. “Tingchan would prefer to stand.”
“Great King, that you were able to destroy the Great Zhou is due to the Mandate of Heaven. Tingchan had no contribution at all, merely allowing events to run their course.” The woman then said.
Di Xin laughed.
“Then is the Qilin Hunt also due to the Mandate of Heaven?”
Wang Xu bowed: “This Small Official does not dare make conjecture.”
“No matter what, This King does not want to return empty-handed; ever since the Great Zhou was destroyed, the Yin Shang and This King’s Destiny broke through to Middle Ancient Divine Realm. Now that the Register Of Deities has activated, This King fears many Divine Names will pry into Our Destiny. If this succeeds, This King shall invest you as the ‘Marquis of the Vertical and Horizontal,’ Guiguzi, and grant you a territory to rule.” Di Xin retracted her various expressions of scorn, arrogance, and derision. Her face was one of solemnity, an earnest expectation for this coming matter.
“Mandate of Heaven black bird, descend upon and birth the Shang. Back then, This King received this opportunity, and now, another opportunity has come. Once This King enters Ancient Divine Realm, This King will bear in mind to allow you to establish a branch of the Daoist School Of Diplomacy in Yin Shang, Guiguzi. Yin Shang shall also make it the national curriculum, helping your Destiny.” Di Xin looked at Guiguzi.
Her simple and serene white eyes were completely emotionless, without joy or sadness. Di Xin could not see through her, but in Primordial World, those Divine Names that could calculate heavenly mystery in Primordial World were existences that could not be looked down upon.
“Many thanks, Great King. Tingchan will definitely make every effort.” Wang Tingchan softly said.
Di Xin grunted, “Speak to This King about your Classic Of The Hidden Talisman Seven Arts. This King has not listened for so long. The ‘Power-dispelling Technique Ostrich’1 you taught This King previously was very beneficial. This King has already trained it to the limit, teach something new.”
“As you command. Words of wisdom are endless, and if you spin, there will be no end, just as a beast’s might is endless. Tingchan shall speak with the Great King on the Classic Of The Hidden Talisman Seven Arts’ ‘Looping Technique Fierce Beast.’ Where the one who returns goes, circle about, roam about endlessly, just like a ferocious beast, vigorous and energetic, mighty and majestic.”
“Good.”
Di Xin was delighted to listen, instantly forgetting the matter of Qi Lin that transpired a moment ago.
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“This is your reward of 5000 jade. Please, confirm.”
A fierce guard presented a tray.
On the tray were several thousand shell-like pieces of jade. They were fabricated very exquisitely, engraved with the emblem of a blackbird, completely limpid. These jade bei were also known as “Shang Money,” meaning jade bei of the Yin Shang. Although different national powers had different jade currencies, the spiritual power inside was nevertheless mostly of similar value. In Primordial World, other nations were also able to use it, unless one had an even more valuable currency to use. Qi Lin nodded and found that of the 5000 Shang jade promised, he only had 2000.
Qi Lin raised his brow and gazed at this guard.
“Hurry and take it. That you were able receive a reward from the Great King is your good fortune. Of course, it was also thanks to the carriage executioners holding back, so they must be given some credit.” The guard was expressionless, self-righteously speaking to Qi Lin about the deduction.
Qi Lin did not know whether to laugh or cry. He never expected to encounter such an incident in this Primordial World, too. The guard was aware he would not dare speak of this to King Zhou and had skimmed off 3000 pieces.
“Many thanks, sir.” Qi Lin was indifferent and collected the 2000 jade bei. To be frank, he possessed Huang Feihu’s Yin Shang Generalissimo Seal. Who knew how much it could fetch.
Bi Gan had already changed into a clean, pure black ceremonial robe. The girl’s eyes were like black stars, clear and bright. “What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“Did these guards take a portion of the Great King’s reward for themselves.” Bi Gan guessed.
“Seems this isn’t the first time?”
Bi Gan said: “En, these guards depend on others’ fear of the Great King. That is why they will take some for themselves. Do not mention this to the Great King, she is not fond of these meaningless trifles. Years ago, a Golden Core cultivator received a reward from the Great King and had more than half stolen. The cultivator sought out the Great King, and the result was that the Great King impatiently had them executed by carriage dismemberment.” The girl saw that Qi Lin apparently had a slightly indomitable stance, appearing to be a man of honor. She feared he would be pedantic and lodge a complaint, so she promptly urged him against it.
The thing King Zhou Di Xin hated most in life was the face of a weakling. To complain to her was to admit weakness, no different from death.
“Many thanks to Lady Bi Gan for the warning.” Qi Lin apologetically said: “Please forgive my offense inside the hall.”
Bi Gan blushed and grunted. She whispered: “I know. If you did not dare look at me, the Great King would create trouble. Your thinking is bright, it seems Bi Gan was overly worried.”
Qi Lin looked at this girl’s profile. He wanted to as some things, like why was she being humiliated naked by King Zhou, why did she not leave Zhaoge, and more. But he swallowed his words, so as to avoid putting the girl in a difficult position. “Lady Bi Gan, how long have you been in Zhaoge? It seems the Great King values you highly.”
Bi Gan’s eyes dimmed, “I have been in Zhaoge for only a few years. What she values is not me, but my Destiny…”
“Destiny?” Qi Lin was confused. What Destiny did King Zhou need from Bi Gan.
The girl did not want to speak of this and changed the topic: “What about you. You are merely Qi Refinement Eighth Deva, yet you actually were able to resist the pull of Qi Refinement Ninth Deva. You are not simple.”
“I learned some abilities. The stronger the force, the more my body can dispel it.”
“Then you truly are fortunate. No wonder you Guiguzi values you. You must serve Wang Tingchan well. If you are able to learn her Heavenly Vertical Earthly Horizontal abilities, then you will not need to fear staying in Zhaoge.” Bi Gan’s gaze had a bit of longing.
Her depressed expression made Qi Lin think of a caged canary.
Free to spread its wings yet unable to take flight; owner of magnificent wings yet only able to provide people with an attraction.
As the two chatted, they built rapport. Reaching the drilling field, they heard roaring voices at the field.
“Little Sister Yangjun, you need more training.”
“Let me give you a good lesson right now, Little Sister.”
“Suan’ni Roar!”
Roar.
A lion’s roar split the eardrums, and a lion phantom as large as a hill savagely pounced onto a pixiu phantom. Although the two Ancient Divine Beasts were martial intent, they jolted the entire field. Immediately afterwards, a girl in the crowd screamed.
“Tier Two Martial Art – Lion Demon Claw!”
“Hm?”
This voice was.
Qi Lin quickened his pace and walked into the crowd. The martial artists and cultivators spectating the battle were excited. They were about to berate the person shoving them, but upon seeing QI Lin’s ice-cold glare, they shrunk back. A path opened in the crowd. Bi Gan followed Qi Lin to the center and spotted a young girl being torn apart by a lion’s fangs and claws. The True Qi on her body scattered, and she was drenched in blood.
Qi Lin’s figure moved. His arm supported Shang Yangjun’s back, steadying her. He then used the Heavenly Vertical Earthly Horizontal Escape with his next step. In that moment, space shrunk, and he moved away as he pleased.
In an instant, Shang Shiwu’s Tier Two claw missed.
“What?”
Seeing Shang Yangjun had surprisingly broke away from his martial art, Shang Shiwu was astonished.
“Qi Lin…” Shang Yangjun croaked.
“Shang Xuan, you’re here!” Shang Meng shouted in delighted surprise as if he had seen a knight in shining armor.
“Shang Xuan? That Pixiu Tribe boy who was able to cross the bronze toaster?”
“I heard he’s only Qi Refinement Sixth Deva. To think he was actually able to become banner guardian.”
“He’s still alive, huh. I thought he died.”
“He dared show himself when he’s this weak. If I was him, I’d have dug a hole to hide in. He threw away the Pixiu Tribe’s face.”
All kinds of mockery and ridicule came from the crowd.
“Oh. You finally show up.” Shang Shiwu crossed his arms, a posture of dominance.
“What’s going on here?” Qi Lin asked Shang Meng.
Shang Meng hesitated. Shang Yangjun answered: “Nothing, I was sparring with Shang Shiwu. As cultivators of the barbarian tribes, injuries are unavoidable when learning from each other. Yangjun’s skills are insufficient.” The girl was calm despite her condition.
“Of course. Although Little Sister is a genius, this Elder Brother has cultivated four, five more years than her. However, given Little Sister Yangjun’s talent, she could leave me in the dust within half a year. To be injured now is good, so as to avoid Little Sister becoming conceited later.” Shang Shiwu’s tone was extremely flat.
Qi Lin nodded.
“Do you want to exchange teachings as well? As your big brother, I’ll teach you more strictly than Shang Yangjun.” Shang Shiwu was imposing, emanating a lion’s domineering aura. The Suan’ni’s Might Soul Technique of the Suan’ni Tribe was originally an extremely intimidating soul technique. Practiced to its limit, every movement and gesture would carry pressure. Among the Twelve Tribes, theirs was the highest position.
An ordinary person would long have been frightened out of their wits by the Qi Refinement Eighth Deva Shang Shiwu.
What a pity that Qi Lin was not an ordinary person.
“Good, I just so happened to want to teach you a lesson.” Qi Lin was nonchalant.
The atmosphere suddenly became ice-cold.
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- 散勢法鴕鳥, this is a very confusing name. ↩
Well, that escalated quickly
Yeah, Shang Shiwu really hates Shang Xuan…