Nine Li still felt somewhat guilty about helping Gungun do this. After all, Yang Jian was his martial nephew. Goading him into fighting his own uncle and making their hatred burn ever fiercer was hardly honorable!
Still, Father God taught me to listen to my elders, and Master once said that the Heavenly Emperor governs the Primordial World, and none of its countless living beings may defy his commands. So there's nothing wrong with what I'm doing.
Yes, I've done nothing wrong, Nine Li told himself.
Then he instructed Yang Jian to make a trip to Heaven and formally assume his post after completing the task Ji Fa had given him. Once the matter of the Seven Fairies was settled, if the Shang-Zhou War had not yet ended, he could return below to continue helping King Wu overthrow Zhou.
"Yes, your disciple obeys," Yang Jian answered respectfully.
Then, after Nine Li left, he put away the Heavenly Edict and continued toward the prison to collect the Nine-Tailed Fox, preparing to escort her to Fire Cloud Cave and hand her over to Xuanyuan for judgment.
Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court, inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace.
"Ooow~" Wearing a loose Imperial Robe, the Black Bear Ancestor propped his fat legs on the Imperial Desk. With a bunch of grapes in his hand, he plucked them off one by one and tossed them into his mouth, chewing with relish.
The perks of being Heavenly Emperor were truly wonderful, far better than when he had ruled his own mountain down below.
"Report! Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!" Just then, a divine official hurried inside, dropped to his knees before the Imperial Steps, and shouted to the black bear.
"What terrible thing? Has the sky fallen or the earth caved in?" the black