"The undertaking I pursued was exceedingly perilous—a matter where victors became kings and losers bandits."
"May I ask what guidance you have, Daoist?"
After Jiang Ziya studied the character for "human," he sensed the regal aura emanating from its strokes and felt even more delighted.
"Your fate, young master, is incomparably noble. What you are meant to do cannot be reversed, and great figures will naturally come to your aid."
As Jiang Ziya spoke, he gave Ji Fa a knowing look.
Ji Fa understood at once; no words were needed.
"It seemed this old gentleman truly was the person I had been looking for."
If ordinary people heard what he had just said, even if they did not take him for a madman, they would have reported him to the authorities and had him arrested. How could they possibly speak with him like this?
Thinking so, Ji Fa was filled with lofty ambition and burst into laughter.
"Haha!"
"This Daoist is interesting. Where do you cultivate?"
Ji Fa asked at precisely the right moment. The pressing issue was to learn this old gentleman's background.
Jiang Ziya had nothing to hide and told him everything directly.
"I am Jiang Ziya of the Chan Sect beneath Kunlun Mountain."
"I descended the mountain this time to seek the Son of Heaven."
"Young master, you also know that after Human Emperor Di Xin ascended the throne, he ceased to honor the rites of immortals and gods."
"Though the human race was powerful for a time, hidden dangers had already been planted. Sooner or later, they would suffer Heaven's condemnation."
"I descended the mountain precisely to find the True Son of Heaven, set things right, and save the people."
Jiang Ziya spoke with stirring conviction. Ji Fa felt deeply moved, remembering the great ambitions he