Marquis Mansion.
Front Hall.
The afternoon sunlight fell through the glazed skylight above, refracting downward like shattered gold scattered across the floor.
"Prince, I will forever remember your life-saving grace. My injuries have now nearly healed. I am willing to serve as your vanguard, to be at your command, and to fight the Yellow Sky Sect's rebels once more."
Jiang Ning waved his hand. "There's no need to go to such trouble."
Then he turned his gaze toward Zhou Sheng. "Brother Zhou, briefly tell me about the Yellow Sky Sect's army as it stands now. I'll go over there shortly, and this matter will naturally be resolved."
Hearing Jiang Ning's words, Zhou Sheng's spirits lifted. He immediately composed himself.
"Yes, Prince." He cupped his hands toward Jiang Ning, then continued, "According to the information we have so far, the two Heavenly Kings of the Yellow Sky Sect, Zhenyue and Fuhai, currently command roughly fifty thousand elite troops. They have stationed them at Duanlong Ridge, eighty li outside Jun Tian City."
"They don't seem eager to attack the city. Instead, they appear to be waiting for something. At the same time, they have constantly been sending small groups of sect members to infiltrate the surrounding villages and towns, stirring up the people and conscripting laborers."
"It is said that Heavenly King Zhenyue is skilled in wielding the Mountain-Splitting Giant Axe and possesses the Mountain-Shifting and Peak-Subduing Divine Ability. His strength is boundless, he commands Earth Vein Power, and his Martial Path has even reached the Third-Rank Grandmaster Realm!"
"As for Heavenly King Fuhai, we know little. We only know that he possesses the Cloud-Walking and Rain-Calling Divine Ability and can draw upon the waterways of rivers and streams for his own use."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded, indicating that he understood.