Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
As Chen Luo unleashed update after update, the Sacred Text Stele rained down continuously over Central Capital City, leaving even its battle-hardened residents clicking their tongues in amazement.
"What happened to the Saint Martial King?"
"Did the Shame of the Literati get provoked?"
"He actually released a flood of updates?"
"No, this isn't the Chen Zhancha I know!"
"After waiting so long, I've finally reached this day; after hoping so long, I've finally made the dream come true..."
"The last time he released updates like this was when Autumn Wind Starfall happened at the Wuzhang Plains, right?"
"Don't scare me. Is he going to kill Jiang Ziya?"
Amid the conflicting opinions, the major Morning Awakening Teahouses were packed once more the next day.
This time, because there were enough chapters to hear, a full two rounds of tea passed before the many listeners finally emerged from the Morning Awakening Teahouses.
"Hetui... What watery garbage!"
"After all that, it's still circling around King Zhou!"
"I want to see Western Zhou's campaign against Shang—preferably a grand spectacle like Havoc in Heaven!"
"To be fair, there's actually quite a lot of content. Bi Gan died, King Wen of Zhou died, and a new king ascended the throne. Something as major as a dynastic transition naturally needs buildup!"
"I don't care. No Nezha, no Lei Zhenzi, and no grand spectacle. It's just padding... the Shame of the Literati!"
"Why hasn't Daji died yet? No, tonight I'm going to Tianxiang Tower to find a few Fox Women and vent my anger!"
"Er, brother, could I have a word with you in private..."
At that moment, far away beyond ten thousand miles, Chen Luo was gazing at the map before him, his eyes settling on a valley north of Dongcang City.
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