Fierce Battle at Night

"No, he has already come out of seclusion."

Daoist Randeng said, "Ziya, go and speak to the West Earl. Ask him to personally hold down one position. This matter is of great importance; no loss can be allowed."

"Come out of seclusion? Then that means our lord has already..."

When Jiang Ziya heard this, he was somewhat pleasantly surprised. Only he knew what Ji Fa's seclusion meant this time.

Ji Fa could be described in a single phrase: a darling of Heaven.

He had been born with great fortune, luck so good it was outrageous and hard to believe. From birth, he bore the aura of an emperor; hundreds of birds brought Sweet Dew to bathe him, and at the age of seven he subdued an Ancient Era auspicious divine bird like the True Phoenix.

If these things were spread, and then people said he was the one destined by Heaven, likely no one would doubt it.

However, in his early years, Ji Chang had worried that if these matters spread, they would draw others' jealousy and the Great Shang's attention, bringing calamity that could kill him and destroy their state. Thus, he had always ordered people to conceal this matter.

Only after Ji Fa came of age did he use the "phoenix cry at Qi Mountain" to build momentum, but by then, the Great Shang already had no time to look after anything beyond itself.

Daoist Randeng's eyes flickered. "And I will hold the Apricot Yellow Flag and sit in command of the central route. We must force Yin Jiao toward the north, where Guangchengzi will be waiting with the Heavenly Plow."

"Yes!" Guangchengzi nodded.

Immediately, Jiang Ziya left the main camp to invite Ji Fa over.

Daoist Randeng looked at the four Small Flags in his hand, treasure