A Journey Westward (1200 extra)

Boom!

The warhorses galloped.

Hundreds of elite soldiers surrounded Zhong Shenxiu's carriage as they set out from Haojing, passed through Western Qi, the birthplace of Greater Zhou, and continued westward without stopping.

The convoy crossed the Zhang River, raced through Yin Mountain, and pushed west across the quicksand, traveling a full thirty-five thousand li.

On this day, King Mu's convoy finally crossed the vast yellow sands and arrived at an oasis.

Zao Fu, who drove the Son of Zhou's carriage, knelt before Zhong Shenxiu and rasped, "Great King... if we continue west, we'll reach the Kunlun Mountain of the gods—the legendary realm of the Queen Mother of the West."

In this age, the gods had revealed themselves to the world. Yin Shang had been destroyed for failing to revere the gods, so Zao Fu still held the Queen Mother of the West in deep awe.

"I'm going to Kunlun precisely for a visit. They say Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains. Since I'm the Son of Zhou, I should naturally perform the Fengshan sacrifice at Kunlun, to proclaim the Mandate of Heaven and martial virtue!"

Zhong Shenxiu waved a hand.

Zao Fu's mouth fell open. If he had not feared being beheaded for such gross disrespect, the words The Great King's head must be sick would have escaped him.

That was Kunlun!

The dwelling place of the gods!

Great King, you may be the Son of Zhou, but they had even destroyed Yin Shang, and Greater Zhou itself had to send tribute to Kunlun.

And now you still wanted to perform the Fengshan sacrifice at Kunlun?

"My decision is final!"

Zhong Shenxiu said coldly, "Could it be that you're unwilling to drive my carriage?"

"This lowly one wouldn't dare!"

Zao Fu answered with a bitter expression.

He had never