"Marquis Ji Chang of the West has been imprisoned by Di Xin. Find a way to rescue him and send him back to Xi Qi."
These words were practically an indirect way of telling Jiang Ziya that Marquis Ji Chang of the West was the Heroic Lord he was meant to assist.
After Immortal Weng of the South Pole disappeared,
Jiang Ziya stood silently on the Official Road for a long while before finally sighing. "Let's go. We should head home first."
Ma Zhaodi took Jiang Ziya's arm and gave him a trusting look. "Husband, do what you believe is right. I believe in you, but you must also believe in your own heart."
"Mm."
Jiang Ziya was feeling conflicted.
On one side was the sect that had shown him kindness; on the other was the dynasty that had raised him.
If this dynasty had truly become corrupt, if its people were suffering and starving corpses lay everywhere, Jiang Ziya would not have felt the slightest psychological burden in overthrowing it.
But that was not the case.
This dynasty was still flourishing.
The common people lived in peace and contentment.
They had clothes, food, and homes.
Compared to the Feudal States outside Great Shang, life within Great Shang was practically an immortal paradise!
As for Xi Qi... Jiang Ziya had visited it during the past three years.
It was indeed quite good.
But compared with Great Shang, it still fell somewhat short.
"Alas."
Jiang Ziya was caught in a dilemma.
For a moment, he was so conflicted he wanted to pull all his hair out.
Elsewhere,
Immortal Weng of the South Pole found Shen Gongbao.
After offering a few words of encouragement, he left behind a Qiankun Bag and departed.
Once Immortal Weng of the South Pole had left,