"Disciple pays his respects to Eldest Martial Uncle!" Yang Jian descended from his cloud and bowed to Nine Li, who sat on a stone stool before the unfinished chess game Gungun had left behind.
"No need for such ceremony. Why have you come here instead of helping King Wu campaign against Zhou in the Zhou Camp?" Nine Li asked Yang Jian, though he already knew the answer.
"Eldest Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle Jiang sent me to request your help against the three goddesses of Jiejiao from the Heavenly Court."
"Oh?"
Yang Jian then told Nine Li about the Three Xiao Sisters. After listening, Nine Li rolled his eyes thoughtfully. The Three Xiao Sisters? Hmm, they won't be too difficult to handle. Their most powerful weapon is the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. Back during the Battle of Zhuolu, I smashed through that formation with my Great Shaman True Form. I can do the same now.
Looks like I'll have to show off my might again. Sigh, that uncle of mine just loves forcing me into the limelight. Gungun knows perfectly well that I prefer keeping a low profile.
Oh well. As a dutiful Witch-Human, I can't disobey my uncle's orders. Even if this goes against my true wishes, I can only grit my teeth and press ahead.
With that thought, Nine Li stood and told Yang Jian, "Go inform your master and your other martial uncles. I'll set off for the Zhou Camp right away."
"Yes, Eldest Martial Uncle. I shall take my leave!" Yang Jian cupped his fists in acknowledgment, then turned and left to inform the other elders.
Meanwhile, after notifying his master, True Person Taiyi, and his martial uncle, Yellow Dragon True Person, Nezha suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He thought of another person-no, another bear. A