Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, and I, His Master, Can No Longer Keep Lying Low

He had only reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm through a fortunate coincidence. Generally speaking, he could handle ordinary minor demons.

But he had never expected to encounter a Demon Race creature at the Mystic Immortal level today. Though he could hold it off for a while, if this dragged on, he would surely be defeated and killed.

I can only hope reinforcements arrive soon. At this rate, I won't be able to hold on much longer.

Just then, two arrows tore through the air, shooting from behind him toward the giant tiger.

"Not good!"

The general cried out. The giant tiger had refrained from killing them only because it was toying with them.

But once those arrows were fired, they would likely enrage the tiger completely.

Sure enough, when the giant tiger saw the arrows flying at it, it let out a furious roar—and actually spoke in human tongue.

"Insignificant humans, you dare ambush this king? You are courting death!"

It opened its cavernous, bloodstained jaws and lunged straight at the two who had fired the arrows.

"A paltry demon dares harm the children of our human race? Today, I will capture you!"

At that moment, a voice rang out. A young man appeared in the field—it was Di Xin.

"True Immortal!"

The giant tiger was horrified. Its body halted, and at that very instant, a massive seal crashed down. In the blink of an eye, not a shred of flesh or bone remained of the tiger.

It had been dealt with that easily?

The general from earlier stared wide-eyed at the sight. This had been a Demon Race creature at the Mystic Immortal level, yet a human had killed it in a single strike. It was simply unbelievable.

"Are you soldiers of our Great Shang?"

Di Xin withdrew the Human Emperor Seal. He possessed many means of attack, but bringing out the Human Emperor Seal was undoubtedly the most direct and simplest method.

The general finally came back to his senses. He was not merely a soldier, but also a cultivator, so he understood the rules well.

He bowed. "We are all soldiers of Great Shang. Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your aid just now. May I ask where you cultivate? When the opportunity arises, we will certainly come to your door to offer our thanks!"

Di Xin smiled at his manner. "I am the son of the current king of the Shang Dynasty. My name is Di Xin!"

"What? It is actually Young Master Di Xin!"

Upon hearing Di Xin announce his name, everyone present could not help crying out in surprise.

He was the son of the current king of the Shang Dynasty, someone destined to inherit the throne. In other words, the one who had just saved them was the future emperor of the Shang Dynasty.

"Greetings, Young Master Di Xin!"

This time, everyone immediately knelt. It was not for the life-saving grace from moments ago, but to show their reverence for their future ruler.

Di Xin nodded. "There is no need for such ceremony. Rise, everyone!"

Only after receiving Di Xin's order did the soldiers rise.

Di Xin then walked over to the leading general. The human race's fortune was poor now, and there were not many human cultivators at the Heavenly Immortal Realm left.

Now there was one right before him, and he was even a soldier of the Shang Dynasty. How could Di Xin not be interested?

With that in mind, he spoke softly. "I saw earlier that your cultivation is quite profound, General. May I ask who you are?"

The general froze for a moment, then hurriedly bowed. "Reporting to Young Master, this general is Li Jing, the defending general of Chentang Pass!"

Could He Be Another Investiture of the Gods General?

"Li Jing, you truly are a fine soldier of Great Shang. All of you have rendered merit in protecting the people. Once I return and report this to Father King, you will all be rewarded!"

Di Xin's words struck straight into everyone's hearts, and they immediately knelt again to salute him.

Meanwhile, Di Xin looked at Li Jing with even greater delight.

He was no longer what he had once been. Having cultivated the Human Emperor Art, he now bore the fortune of the human race upon his shoulders.

Not only that, he could see the state of the human race's fortune at a glance.

Although Li Jing was only a Heavenly Immortal at present, Di Xin could see that Li Jing carried immense fortune upon him.

No wonder he had been able to cultivate to the Heavenly Immortal Realm. This man would surely be extraordinary in the future.

Di Xin was deeply satisfied. When he formed a sacred dynasty in the future, relying on his own strength alone would never be enough. He would need to draw upon the power of others to succeed.

And at this moment, Di Xin had taken a liking to Li Jing.

"Li Jing, as the defending grand general of Chentang Pass, you personally led the troops here to exterminate demons?"

Di Xin asked curiously. In any dynasty, alongside loyal ministers who diligently did their duty, there would naturally be treacherous rebels with towering ambitions.

Then there were those who merely did what their position required, yet never handled matters personally. They simply muddled through each day. Such people were petty men who only knew how to shirk work and play tricks.

A dynasty was vast beyond measure. Even if Di Xin knew of such matters, there was nothing he could do about them.

Li Jing understood Di Xin's meaning and immediately bowed. "These soldiers have followed me all the way here. If I were in danger, I believe they would all step forward without hesitation.

"But today's enemy was already beyond what they could handle. As the commanding general, I should naturally lead by example and charge at the front."

Li Jing's words were righteous and stirring, instantly filling Di Xin's heart with heroic spirit.

"Good. Well said. The greater one's ability, the greater one's responsibility. The higher one's position, the less one should covet pleasure. Li Jing, tell me—would you be willing to follow me to Chaoge?"