"Good news! Good news!"
Riding the Five-Colored Divine Ox, Huang Feihu came over to Fei Lian and Kong Xuan.
Fei Lian asked, "What news?"
Huang Feihu could hardly wait to tell them. "A messenger just reported that Tu Fang marched south, and His Majesty personally entered the fray and slew their leader, sending a hundred thousand Tu Fang troops fleeing with their tails between their legs!"
Kong Xuan smiled faintly. "At least he didn't lose his way this time."
He had all but cleared out the monsters and wandering souls near the North Sea. With some dedicated training next year, he would be able to organize a formidable army. Having monsters around would also greatly accelerate construction of the Great Wall. These spirits of the mountains and wilderness were not orthodox cultivators, so they could use their powers to intervene in mortal affairs without incurring too much karmic debt. On the contrary, building the Great Wall would earn them merit.
Kong Xuan had sensed the shift in the Human Race's fortune back during the Fengshan Sacrifice, and he had been working harder ever since. Previously, he had only wanted to safeguard Great Shang's realm. Now, he was thinking about how to take it a step further. King Zhou had made a grand vow, and as his subject, Kong Xuan naturally had to do his utmost to fulfill it.
Fei Lian marveled. King Zhou truly lived up to his name, wiping out a hundred thousand troops with a mere turn of his hand.
Huang Feihu continued, "After this crushing defeat, Tu Fang has no food left for the winter. If they want to survive until spring, they'll have to plunder Gui Fang. When that happens, Gui Fang is bound to join our Great Shang!"
Fei Lian and Kong Xuan glanced at