Making a nephew deal with his cousin to strike at his uncle, setting flesh and blood against one another, turning family into enemies... just how vicious a heart did it take to devise such a scheme?
Nine Li's eyes widened, and a sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He felt rather fortunate-fortunate that he was the eldest nephew of the one before him. Otherwise, if he were an enemy, his fate would truly be worse than death!
Then Nine Li bowed his head to Gungun and answered respectfully, "Yes. Your nephew will see to it at once."
"Mm. Also, tell Yang Jian that after he becomes a Judicial Divine Messenger, if he renders great service to the Heavenly Court, you can seek an even higher divine position for him, allowing him to stand against the Jade Emperor within the Heavenly Court," Gungun added.
"Yes. Your nephew will remember."
With a hum, space rippled, and Nine Li vanished from where he stood, heading for West Qi.
"Hmph. So what if he's a Quasi-Saint who's achieved the Two-Corpse Slash? So what if he has the Dao Ancestor backing him and the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword in his hand? These days, to have the last laugh, strength and a powerful backer aren't enough. You need brains, too!" After Nine Li left, Gungun watched the images in the Haotian Mirror floating before him. Seeing Haotian and Kong Xuan heading toward the Shang Dynasty's northern territories, he snorted and muttered to himself.
Then he opened his bear paw, conjured the Yin-Yang Grinding Bamboo, which had returned to its original size, and began chomping away at it in great mouthfuls.
Mm, it tastes mediocre. I've probably gotten tired of it. Better switch to bamboo shoots.
Gungun promptly put away the Yin-Yang Grinding Bamboo and took