After returning to West Zhou, Ji Chang did not initiate sweeping reforms. He was a pragmatic and down-to-earth person, and his first step upon returning was to vigorously develop production, while occasionally delivering speeches on the "Taiping Heavenly Book."
Ji Chang already had considerable prestige in West Zhou, and as production began to deliver results, he started persuading the nobles: "Look, if you follow my lead, everyone profits. The way you’ve been treating these slaves like livestock—it’s astonishingly inefficient. Isn’t my thod proving more effective?"
The nobles knew this approach was essentially wrong, but Ji Chang was the ruler of Xiqi and a widely regarded sage. Since this new thod didn’t harm their interests, they had no grounds to resist and obediently handed over most of their slaves.
San Yisheng, one of King Wen’s Four Friends, worked himself to the bone to make these changes happen. His willingness to go alongside Ji Chang in this endeavor showed they shared the sa kind of drive. After Ji Chang returned from Chaoge and preached to him, San Yisheng was equally willing to dedicate himself to this grand undertaking.
Through years of gradual progression, significant accomplishnts had been made, which contributed to the substantial increase in Human Dao’s Qi Fortune.
On the other side, Wen Zhong was racking his brains trying to figure out how to eliminate Yuan Futong. This guy was like a persistent plague—despite suffering military defeats, he could not be killed. As soon as Wen Zhong left, Yuan Futong would gather a bunch of little monsters to stir up trouble again. After much thought, Wen Zhong decided to seek reinforcents and imdiately rode his Mo Qilin to Golden Turtle Island.
Nezha’s cultivation had once again returned to its regular rhythm: polishing his mana daily, comprehending the Creation Jade Scroll Fragnt, and practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Skills. Nezha felt this was the true routine of cultivation—what self-respecting Immortal would aimlessly wander around the Primordial Land like so street vagabond?
Just when Nezha thought he could imrse himself in cultivation for a while, problems arose again!
This ti, the ones arriving in Chaoge were several of Yuan Hong’s little brothers. Speaking of these demons, they’d set out long ago—why are they only arriving now?
It turned out they had first gone to Beihai, intending to gather information from their boss’s father. However, upon arrival, they saw their boss’s father being beaten and fleeing with his head in his hands, surrounded by the dark mass of Great Shang’s armored soldiers and nurous mystics, so the demons instinctively fled.
"We’re off to find the boss; this ss isn’t ours to deal with!"
The demons took a detour to Chaoge, asking around for news about their elder brother along the way. They learned he had charged into Chaoge City and had not erged since, concluding he was either dead or captured.
The demons spent their journey discussing how to inquire after their boss’s whereabouts. Alas, among the six demons, not one had enough brainpower to devise a decent plan—they couldn’t even piece together a monkey-brain-sized idea!
Finally, Jin Dasheng slapped his forehead and declared, "Forget the scheming; let’s just go knock on the door and ask directly!"
"If the boss is dead, we’ll fight them on the spot to avenge him. If he’s alive, we’ll fight them to rescue him."
Amid the stunned looks from the others, Jin Dasheng smugly rubbed his oversized head and sighed, "Usually, you all call ’dumb,’ but at critical tis, you have to rely on my world-shattering wisdom, right?"
He didn’t consider the fact that, if even Yuan Hong, the strongest among them, had gone down, the group of them would likely just be delivering themselves for slaughter.
The slightly more rational Yang Xian and Chang Hao sensed that Jin Dasheng’s plan was flawed, but since they couldn’t think of a better one, they agreed: Chaoge was a path they had to take.
Due to Yu Yuan’s lack of renown, the group assud it was the Great Sage Master, whose fa resounded across the Primordial Land, who had dealt with their boss—a guess that turned out to be coincidentally correct.
Chaoge Great Sage Master Mansion
Nezha was currently teaching doctrine to Daji and Deng Chanyu, with a very serious, no-nonsense deanor.
Initially, Nezha had wanted Daji to co over to relax—cultivation, after all, required a balance of work and leisure. However, when Daji arrived, Deng Chanyu, with her keen eyes, imdiately caught sight of her.
With an innocent expression, Deng Chanyu asked, "Sister Daji, where are you off to?"
Though Daji had honed her cunning skills, she was still shy when it ca to matters between n and won. Unable to admit she was going to "relax" with Nezha, she lied and said she had so issues with her cultivation and was seeking Nezha’s advice.
Deng Chanyu blinked her beautiful eyes and exclaid, "That’s great! I have a lot of questions too—let’s go together!"
Thus erged the scene of Nezha teaching doctrine to two won, feeling a bit perplexed: two monks can fetch water, but three monks manage to have nothing to drink?
Even the little maid who ca to deliver a report seed confused. She had overheard her sisters saying Miss Su and Miss Deng were both present, and assud she’d stumble upon so dramatic scene. Instead, it was just... this?
"Master, esteed ladies, there are six odd-looking fellows outside requesting to see you!"
Upon hearing this, Nezha wasn’t surprised. After all, his Great Sage Master Mansion was a famous must-visit spot in Chaoge. Whoever ca knocking wouldn’t surprise him.
He imdiately stood up and walked outside. Forget fetching water—what’s the point of teaching doctrine?
Daji gave Deng Chanyu a mocking glance, stood up, and pulled out a silver coin, handing it to the little maid with a bright, cheerful smile. "Little Rong, you’ve worked hard lately. Keep it up in the future, okay?"
The maid happily accepted and imdiately replied, "Thank you for the reward, Lady!"
"You may leave now."
Deng Chanyu pouted, internally insisting to herself, "I’m not mad at all!"
Nezha walked to the front gate and saw six peculiar and clumsy figures standing dumbly at the entrance, bewilderingly obedient.
One of them, a burly big man with an exceptionally honest-looking face, stepped forward aggressively and asked, "Are you the wise and renowned Great Sage Master of the Primordial Land?"
Nezha felt this big man may look ugly, but his words sounded nice. With a humbled expression, he replied, "There’s no wisdom or renown in —it’s all nonsense rumors."
The big man turned to his five comrades and said, "Oh, so it’s all nonsense rumors!"
The five demons glanced at Nezha and actually nodded in agreent.
Nezha’s smile instantly vanished—were these grotesque creatures here to make trouble?
Unaware of how close he was to being struck, Jin Dasheng naively asked, "Little punk, do you know where my big brother Yuan Hong is?"
Nezha scrutinized the demons and concluded that each one had clearly co looking for trouble. The one in front looked like a big yellow ox, didn’t he?
Incidentally, Nezha had been wanting a mount lately. In the Primordial Land, ox beasts were the hallmark of major figures: Saint Taiqing had his Green Bull, Shangqing Saint had his Kui Ox, and it would only be fitting for him, Li Nezha, to have a Yellow Ox mount.
He then glanced at another demon—he still lacked a dog, didn’t he? Yang Jian had a dog, so why shouldn’t he, Li Nezha, the descendant of Wa, not be any less equipped?
His thoughts swirled as he planned how to ta these appealing wild "Pokemon."
"Yuan Hong has indeed been subdued by ."
Upon hearing this, the demons imdiately prepared for battle, shouting in unison, "Release our big brother now!"
Nezha said nothing at first. Instead, his body shimred in faint ripples, disappearing for a brief mont before reappearing. Then, he spoke: "See, if I wanted to leave, you couldn’t stop . Why don’t we have a fair competition?"
"If you win, I’ll naturally release your brother. But if you lose, you must submit to . How about it?"
The demons exchanged glances and felt that maybe this could work.
Jin Dasheng’s ox-eyes rolled around, and he shouted, "No way!"
"Why not?"
Jin Dasheng replied in his straightforward manner, "There are six of us, but you only have one brother. That’s not fair!"
Nezha: "???"
Should I conjure five more big brothers for you?
But for a guaranteed victory, it wouldn’t hurt to offer a little bait.
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