He was troubled over how to deal with the seventy-two feudal lords. If he could absorb these forces and strengthen his own power, that would naturally be the best course. What ambitious ruler did not dream of expanding his territory and commanding respect from all sides?
But doing so would surely incur Great Shang's fury. Jiang Chuheng was well versed in strategy. After unifying the eastern human race, his first task had been to request investiture from King Di Xin of Shang. In name, he was still Great Shang's Marquis of Dongbo.
These people absolutely could not be kept. The question was how to handle them. Should he publicly sever all ties with them, or wipe them out and hand them over to the Shang Army?
Just as he was deep in thought, an announcement came from outside the hall. "My lord, Daoist Dingguang Xian requests an audience!"
At the mention of Dingguang Xian, Jiang Chuheng's expression brightened. "Quickly invite the Immortal Master inside!"
Dingguang Xian pushed open the doors and saluted. "This humble Daoist has come specifically to ease Your Lordship's concerns."
As one of Tongtian Jiaozhu's Seven Attendant Immortals, Dingguang Xian held an exalted position among the eastern human race. He was effectively Tongtian's spokesman in the mortal realm, responsible for conveying the sect's decrees and secretly influencing the affairs of the East. Yet in Jiang Chuheng's eyes, this immortal of the Jie Sect was a capable aide who could help him become king.
"What good strategy does Immortal Master have?"
Since he was still technically a Shang subject, Jiang Chuheng did not dare overstep his station by calling himself king, and continued to refer to himself as a marquis.
Dingguang Xian stroked his beard. "Last night, I observed the stars. The seventy-two feudal lords coming to submit