Chapter 388 Letter from Huoyun Cave

A pitch-black falcon took off from the palace of Chaoge and flew quickly northward, holding in its claws the order issued by Emperor Xin.

They hurried all the way, and at dawn the next day, they saw the army formation that stretched for miles just waking up from the night.

The soldiers packed up their luggage and after staying there for a night, they set out again on their journey back to Chaoge.

The falcon swooped down and flew straight into the central army tent.

Wen Zhong held a talisman in his hand with an unhappy look on his face. His master, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, sent him a message that made him extremely unhappy.

When he thought of the precarious situation of the Shang Dynasty at the moment, he became more and more worried about the situation in Chaoge.

"Wow~"

The sound of wings flapping was heard.

Wen Zhong looked carefully and found that it was the falcon that Emperor Xin used specially to communicate with him. The falcon had been flying all night and the coldness of the night was still on its feathers. He suddenly felt something was wrong.

His direct disciple Yu Qing hurried forward, untied the jade slip from the eagle's claws, and presented it to Wen Zhong with both hands.

Wen Zhong opened it and his expression changed suddenly: "How dare King Wucheng rebel!"

The jade slip tells the story of how King Wucheng rebelled and surrendered to Xiqi, and is now leading the coalition forces of the princes to threaten the city of Chaoge.

Emperor Xin asked Wen Zhong to speed up the march, and temporarily entrusted the military affairs to a trustworthy general, and led the Qi-refining warriors in the army back to Chaoge to guard the royal city.

"Hey~"

Wen Zhong sighed heavily: "Could it be that the fate of the Yin Shang Dynasty is really as Brother Yang Jian said, and that it has come to an end?"

The news from the Holy Mother made the situation of the Shang Dynasty even worse.

Strictly speaking, that was not a message from the Golden Spirit Mother, but the intention of his junior brother Yang Jian. It was just that Yang Jian was worried that Wen Zhong would not obey his orders, so he went around in circles and asked the Golden Spirit Mother to pass the message to Wen Zhong.

The content of the message was related to the Shang Dynasty, but he did not ask him to protect the Shang Dynasty, nor did he send reinforcements. On the contrary, he asked Wen Zhong to take the Qi-refining practitioners from Jin'ao Island back to Jin'ao Island and not to participate in the disputes in Nanzhanbuzhou.

This was to avoid disputes with the Chan sect and to protect the disciples of Jin'ao Island.

Wen Zhong was unable to advance or retreat at this time, and was reluctant to leave.

On one hand, there was the earnest request from the ancestors of the Shang Dynasty to protect the Shang Dynasty, and on the other hand, there was the order from his mentor who raised him.

Wen Zhong had a conflicted look on his face, and was considering disobeying orders, so he led the Jiejiao cultivators in the army to fight a life-and-death battle with the Chanjiao disciples.

But he knew in his heart that if he did so, he would not get any follow-up support from Jin'ao Island, and the orthodox sect would not be something that these fringe disciples of the Jie sect under his command could handle.

At that time, not only will he die, but his fellow disciples of the Jiejiao will also be implicated.

As soon as the day dawned, Wen Zhong already had a plan in mind.

"Go and gather the fellow disciples from Jin'ao Island."

He said to his disciple Yu Qing.

A moment later, many Qi-refining practitioners from the Jiejiao gathered together, including the four generals of the Demon Family.

Wen Zhong looked at the many familiar faces in front of him. These days, they followed him to conquer the northern border and slaughtered all the monsters in the North Sea.

Originally, he planned to ask Emperor Xin to grant the northern border to his fellow disciples of Jiejiao as a place to stay after returning to Chaoge.

Who could have thought that fate would play such a trick on him, and that his hard work would now seem so ridiculous and absurd.

More than ten years of hard work and nearly a hundred years of painstaking planning were all negated by just one sentence from Yang Jian and all went to waste in one day.

He also knew that Yang Jian was now very powerful, in charge of the List of Gods, looking down on all living beings, and even saints had to temporarily avoid him.

But what has he been doing?
Wen Zhong's hair and beard were disheveled, and his brows showed a look of panic.

"National Master~"

The four generals of the Mo Clan looked over eagerly: "Is there something big going on that has summoned us?"

Wen Zhong shook his head: "Jin'ao Island has issued an order, ordering you to return to Jin'ao Island as soon as possible. Set off today. Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the sect."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the two disciples beside him: "Jili, Yuqing."

The two said in unison: "Disciple is here."

"You can go back with them."

Ji Li and Yu Qing looked at each other, both puzzled, and asked, "Master, are you not leaving?"

Wen Zhong shook his head: "As the imperial master of the Shang Dynasty, I am leading hundreds of thousands of troops to the battle. I should bring them back. You go first. After I send them to Chaoge, I will return to Jin'ao Island to report." "Disciple understands."

The two responded.

The four generals of the Mo family were about to say something, but when they noticed that Wen Zhong's expression turned cold, they dared not disobey and could only lower their heads and say no more.

Then, rays of light rose up and headed eastward.

~~~~~
Yang Jian left Mount Xumi.

At this time, he was flying over the southern continent of Zhanbuzhou, heading towards Jinao Island. On the way, he received a message from an unexpected person.

He originally thought that Su Daji had become wary of him and would no longer have anything to do with him.

But that doesn't seem to be the case at the moment.

He took out the Biyi Spirit Talisman, probed his soul into it, and his expression suddenly changed.

Then he changed direction and headed towards Shu.

Guanjiangkou, Erlang Temple.

Yang Jian descended from the clouds and mingled among the mortals who came and went to burn incense.

It was inevitable that everyone soon discovered Yang Jian in the crowd.

Because of Yang Jian's extraordinary demeanor, he seemed like a banished immortal from heaven among the crowd.

The crowd dispersed in panic and made way for the Erlang Temple.

Yang Jian did not refuse and went straight in.

Although the statues in the temple are made of clay, they look as graceful as a startled swan and as elegant as a swimming dragon.

But that face didn't look like Yang Jian at all.

When Yang Jian entered, the pilgrims who were burning incense and praying felt inexplicably frightened and quietly retreated.

Then, a strange fragrance rose up, and the temple priest of Erlang Temple came to greet him: "I thought you would take half a month to come, but I didn't expect you to come just after I sent the message. Could it be that you have been looking for me?"

The temple keeper was actually Su Daji transformed.

Yang Jian sneered: "I just happened to pass by, don't talk nonsense, where is the visitor from Huoyun Cave?"

"You are still as impatient as ever. You are already in a high position, why are you still like this? Think about your endless life span. There is plenty of time to waste."

Su Daji spoke nonsense without answering Yang Jian's question. She took out three incense sticks from the shelf beside her, lit them on the candlestick, and handed them over: "Everyone who enters my temple comes to worship Erlang Zhenjun, and you are no exception. Please come in~"

“I worship myself?”

Yang Jian laughed angrily.

But Su Daji did not respond, as if she would not speak unless Yang Jian bowed to her.

Yang Jian had no choice but to take it, put the incense on it, and bowed three times casually. After all, he was bowing to himself, so it was not a disadvantage.

Then he looked at Su Daji, waiting for her response.

It was Su Daji who had sent a message earlier, saying that visitors from Huoyun Cave had come to Erlang Temple in Guanjiangkou.

The Fire Cloud Cave has a very profound meaning. The moment Yang Jian heard these three words, his heart skipped a beat.

Huoyun Cave was the dojo of the three former emperors of the human race. Rather than being a dojo, it is more like a place where they lingered on.

The three emperors Suiren, Fuxi and Shennong were in the Huoyun Cave, just like Hou Tu in the underworld, with the power of saints.

The Three Emperors are the foundation of the human race. It is difficult for Yang Jian to ignore them when they send people to find him.

Su Daji couldn't help but laugh when she saw Yang Jian worshipping her statue. A sense of joy emerged in her heart. She chuckled and said, "I have sent that man back and told him that Erlang Zhenjun will visit Huoyun Cave soon."

Yang Jian immediately flew away into the sky.

He also turned a deaf ear to Su Daji's voice behind him inviting her to reminisce about the past.

"Humph~"

Su Daji stamped her feet in anger: "Will this guy be able to tell that this is not my real body?"

(End of this chapter)