Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Great Battle of Northern Land

  The phoenix and the peacock's treasure screen is extremely beautiful, all adorned with cleverly crafted golden mud. The winding distant mountains fly with emerald color, the fluttering sleeves reflect the sunset clothes. The pear flowers bring rain to compete for beauty, the fragrance of medicine wraps around the smoke, showing off the charming makeup. If only the enchantress can move, she will be taken back to serve the king in the Long乐 palace.

  King Zhou finished writing the poem, and still couldn't help but look at it again, seemingly very satisfied with his own literary talent, with a proud smile on his face. The old prime minister, Shang Rong, was shocked and pale when he saw it: "Your Majesty, Nüwa is the sacred mother of the human race, her status is revered, how can you write such disrespectful words? I implore Your Majesty to apologize to Nüwa, lest we bring disaster upon our great kingdom." Shang Rong knelt down on the ground and begged King Zhou.

  King Zhou's face was somewhat different from before, as if he had sobered up a lot. Earlier, he was somewhat dazed and didn't know why he wrote such disrespectful words. King Zhou was filled with regret in his heart, but when Shang Rong told him to apologize to Nüwa, King Zhou's expression turned sour again.

  "I, as the ruler of the world, how can I easily apologize to a statue? My intention was only to praise Nüwa's beauty. Even if my words were somewhat inappropriate, with Nüwa's sacred virtue, she would not blame me. Old Chancellor, there is no need for this, I am tired and will return to the palace first."

  King Zhou didn't give Shang Rong a chance to continue speaking, turned around and left. The ministers were also at a loss for words for the time being. King Zhou was anxious to return to the palace, thinking that he would carefully ponder why he had lost his composure today. Shang Rong secretly ordered someone to wash away the poem left by King Zhou, but unexpectedly it was difficult to wash away. Originally, Shang Rong just thought that letting the people see this would be a loss of face for King Zhou, but unexpectedly the words could not be washed away, and such a strange thing appeared, casting a shadow over Shang Rong's heart, worrying him endlessly.

  The pharmacist stood outside for a long time, when a strange gust of wind blew open the curtain, making him very surprised and completely unaware of its origin. Suddenly, the pharmacist felt that someone was behind him, and he turned around to see a very wealthy-looking Taoist priest standing behind him with a wooden staff in his hand.

  "Little nephew has seen Master Shu." It was precisely Zhun Ti Dao Ren who had arrived.

  "No need for courtesy, Master Nephew, are you still puzzled about where that gust of wind came from earlier?"

  "Could it be that it was done by Shifu?"

  "It wasn't me, I came here to see the Queen of Heaven, but someone beat me to it, so I didn't need to bother. This matter was done by the Saint of the Eight Scenic Palace. Don't forget, Fuxi helped Nüwa achieve her position as Heavenly Emperor, and she still owes him a favor in the Purple Mist Palace. The three parties' karma has been resolved, and now it's time to put the blame for opening the Great Calamity on Nüwa. My methods are boundless. You must be careful of me, silently operating above the Primordial Chaos."

  "Thank you, Master Shu, for your teachings. I don't know where Master Shu is going next, but I'll follow and serve Master Shu well."

  "Haha, no need to, the Eight Treasures Pond suddenly bloomed with three thousand flowers, this omen is just right to explain that our Buddhist door will widely ferry those who have fate, I'll just take a look around and find some people with fate. You can observe the struggles of all parties in Chao Ge, and you will gain not a small harvest." After finishing speaking, Zhuanti disappeared, and Yao Shi decided to stay in Chao Ge, opening a small pharmacy. Yao Shi transformed into a respected doctor, gradually curing more and more patients, and gained some fame in Chao Ge City.

  King Zhou returned to the palace, his lustful thoughts growing stronger by the day. At first, he could still barely control himself, but soon he felt like he was almost unable to restrain his desires. Even when reviewing documents, he found it hard to focus, as a beautiful figure kept flashing before his eyes, with a face that resembled the goddess Nüwa.

  King Zhou barely controlled for a period of time, and then frequently found palace maids to relieve his heart fire. Far away in Fengcheng, Wen Zhong was completely unaware of King Zhou's changes and was still fully dealing with Yuan Futong's rebellion. Wen Zhong forced Chong Houhu to mobilize the northern army to cooperate with the imperial court's forces to jointly eliminate Yuan Futong, and the first large-scale confrontation between the two sides began.

  The two armies faced each other. Wen Zhong urged on his black warhorse, and came to the front of the army. Yuan Fu also urged on his battle horse, and came face to face with Wen Zhong.

  "Yuan Futong, you have received great favors from the imperial court and become a lord of a town, why don't you think about repaying the kindness to the court, but instead rebelled and caused chaos in the world? Don't you know what death is?"

  Yuan Futong was tall and sturdy in build, but whenever he stood before Wen Zhong, he always felt half a head shorter. When Wen Zhong questioned him, he forced a smile.

  "Old Master, King Zhou's tyranny has gone too far, and he even dares to abolish the feudal system. The wise men of the world will naturally rise up against him. You don't have to intimidate me. Since I dared to raise the flag of rebellion, I'm not afraid of you. Let's just have a showdown."

  Wen Zhong took one look at Yuan Futong, who refused to back down and wanted to compete with him instead. He swung the double whips in his hands, and Yuan Futong countered with a similar move. The two of them clashed together. Wen Zhong had rich experience from fighting countless battles, and although the double whips in his hands weren't top-notch magical artifacts, they were still made from the dragon bones that the Golden Spirit Mother had used to slay two evil dragons. Compared to ordinary weapons, they had boundless uses. His mount was also a rare beast like the Ink Qilin, so he suppressed Yuan Futong in every aspect. After just a few rounds of fighting, Yuan Futong was already on the verge of defeat.

  Behind him, Lu Yao saw the truth and hastily called someone to come forward and rescue Yuan Futong. Wen Zhong only saw a black giant appearing in the opposite formation, with a height of over 1.5 meters, majestic and powerful, holding a large stick in his hand, rushing up to kill, and shouting loudly at Yuan Futong "Master, you rest first, let General Lei Yi take this old man's life."

  Yuan Futong saw someone taking his place and hastily dodged Wen Zhong's whip, turning around to run away. Lei Yi had already arrived at this moment, and with a loud crash, he swung his big stick towards Wen Zhong. The force was fierce and powerful, leaving Wen Zhong no choice but to abandon Yuan Futong and engage in battle with this foolish giant. Wen Zhong was somewhat old and worn out, his physical strength not being what it used to be. Thinking that there were still many battles ahead, he decided to use his magical treasure to defeat Lei Yi.

  Wen Zhong shook his hand and threw the whip into mid-air, reciting a true spell in his mouth. The whip quickly grew larger and transformed into a black dragon, baring its teeth and claws, pouncing towards Lei Yi. Although Lei Yi was brave, he was after all just an ordinary mortal, how could he have seen a magical treasure? He was at a loss for what to do, and the black dragon was about to grab his head.

  In the midst of Yuan Futong's grand formation, a Taoist suddenly flung out an object that landed squarely on Lei Yi's head. Wen Zhong's whip was unable to come down, and Lei Yi escaped with his life. As soon as Wen Zhong saw the magical treasure flying towards him, he knew that there were capable and extraordinary individuals assisting Yuan Futong in his formation. Wen Zhong realized that this battle might not be easy to win.

  A Taoist wearing a deep green robe slowly walked out of the formation, waved his hand and put away the treasure. This treasure was rectangular in shape, not large, with various strange symbols drawn on it, green and colorful, like paper money from later generations, called Tongshen Paper Money. This treasure is also a spiritual treasure for currency, but its grade is far inferior to that of Luobao Golden Money, and can only be considered a third-rate acquired treasure, with defensive capabilities. Since ancient times, the road of Tongshen has been unobstructed, this treasure covers the head, it's hard for the treasure to fall down, but it can only resist some acquired treasures. It was this object that saved Lei Yi.

  The Taoist who used this treasure was extremely ugly, not tall, but very wide and frightening, like a round table. His face was also full of freckles and acne, looking somewhat like a toad. He was a Golden Toad who had attained the Dao, living in seclusion in the north. Hearing that Yuan Futong was recruiting talented individuals, he went to offer his services, but during the great disaster, he was blinded by evil energy and gave up on cultivating the Great Way, instead becoming infatuated with worldly desires.

  When he saw the Taoist coming, his appearance was ugly, but he absolutely dared not raise a slight disdain in his heart. The fact that the other party could block his whip proved that the other party's cultivation was also uncommon.