"You haven't been to see your grandfather in years. What's brought you here today with so leisure ti?"
Puffing out smoke rings, the Old Fox chuckled as he spoke, motioning for Hu Tianzong to co into the inner room.
"It's all my father's fault. If he hadn't insisted on inheriting the position of Tianshan Sect Leader, I'd be here every day to play with you, Grandpa.
You have no idea how tough my father is right now.
Just the last ti, to win a chance for the Hu Family, he directly threw into the Southern Ming Wasteland.
If it weren't for your skills, your precious great-grandson wouldn't be here."
Listening to Hu Tianzong listing the "cris" of his father one by one, the Old Fox beside him remained silent, just quietly listening, his dark yellow eyes lovingly watching his little great-grandson.
"Alright, alright, next ti I see your dad, I'll avenge you," chuckled the Old Fox as he took out a piece of jade marrow emitting frosty white mist and handed it to Hu Tianzong, saying:
"This is a top-quality white marrow, at least three thousand years old. I wanted to give it to you last ti, but you didn't co for years. Take it, keep it for yourself, don't share it with your brothers."
Seeing the white marrow in the Old Fox's hand, Hu Tianzong's eyes lit up imdiately, laughing as he received it:
"Don't worry, it's so good that I can't use it myself, no way I'll share it with those losers."
The lineage of the Great Yi cultivates Helper Soldier Technique and the riding skill.
Though they can harness and mobilize the omnipresent [Spirits] in the world, achieving it requires sacrifice.
[Spirits] cannot be commanded at will without reason or cost.
Thus, during summoning spirits, Great Yi always prepare corresponding rewards and offerings, as a form of exchange, also building good relationships with the spirits, making future commands smoother and more efficient.
Different Great Yi have their familiar spirits, rich offerings increasing ties with the spirits, making summon and command easier and more convenient.
As the prospective successor of this generation's Tianshan Sect Leader, the spirits Hu Tianzong usually commands are indeed unusual.
Liaodong Great Province has a unique topography, mostly deep mountain forests, an environnt perfect for birthing old and powerful spirits.
Among them, the oldest possess the power akin to Primordial Spirit True Honor.
And the rewards and costs required to command those spirits are significantly greater and more complex than average.
At this mont, the white marrow the Old Fox gave to Hu Tianzong was a great offering type, capable of summoning nurous powerful, ancient spirits.
"Alright, you've complained, taken the goods, now tell Grandpa, what's the real reason you're here today?"
Setting aside his tobacco pouch, through the swirling smoke, the Old Fox smiled at his little great-grandson who never visits a temple without ulterior motives.
"Nothing escapes from you, Grandpa."
Stowing away the frost-emitting white marrow, Hu Tianzong straightened his cotton robe, his expression becoming serious:
"Actually, this ti my father sent to consult Grandpa about sothing."
"What is it?"
Upon hearing Hu Tianzong's father sent him, the Old Fox's eyes revealed a trace of anomaly.
"The land is completely in chaos now, the Zhao Family's dominance has ended, and among the Twelve Great Provinces' Military Governors, except for Qin Long, Northwest, and ours, the remaining nine have announced they will raise an army for the king.
Yet, among these nine Military Governors, they seem to be divided into two factions.
One faction led by Yang Du of Huihuai, including Military Governors of Linghang, Fu Min, Green Border, Lu Jin, Yan Yu, gathering, constructing Royalist Camp, commanding troops in billions, their territory of control spans across Great Xuan's east and west, occupying nearly half of the nation's land.
The other faction is the Righteous Heavenly Army led by Xiangchu Governor Zhu Shanhe, Dianchuan Festival Envoy Gao Tianxiong, and Commissioner of Nan Yue Li Huangliang, although their troop count cannot match Yang Du's Royalist Camp.
However, Zhu Shanhe is the strongest among the Twelve Military Governors.
Before the Zhao Family's collapse, they had Zhao Baye to contend with him.
Even though Gao Tianxiong hasn't been a Primordial Spirit True Honor for long, his mind and strategy are unmatched; he once set up an entire Dianchuan Province as a sche when gravely ill, invited the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains into the fray, then used the 'Nine Deaths Immortal Heavenly Skill' of that unmatched Sword Immortal to repeatedly resurrect, making his combat capability top-tier among the Governors.
And Li Huangliang, aged and weak, rumored he might not survive his next calamity, but I believe the threat he poses is even greater than Zhu Shanhe.
Ancient in wisdom, he definitely isn't as diocre as he appears, and the trump cards he holds might have the power to overturn the entire situation.
My father sent this ti to inquire of Grandpa, as the world is in turmoil, civilians displaced.
Shouldn't our Five Great Families of Liaodong seize this opportunity.
Enter and fight our way?"
Hu Tianzong slowly revealed the purpose of his visit, yet leaning on the heated bed, the Old Fox didn't imdiately respond, just took up his smoking pouch once more, puffing smoke rings.
"Your father usually acts soft, how co he's suddenly so firm and combative now?"
Instead of addressing Hu Tianzong directly, the Old Fox posed another question.
"Haha, my father may seem cowardly usually, but after all, he's this generation's Tianshan Sect Leader.
Perhaps... he also wishes to lead the clan out of this bleak land."
"Leave here? Ridiculous, the root of the Great Yi lineage is right here, would they truly fare better elsewhere?"
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