Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1760 Deng Chanyu and Junior Sister

The Women's Kingdom of Xiliang.

Deng Chanyu and her junior sister Zhu Yingtai were fishing by the pond.

The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan are irreconcilable enemies, but their relationship with the Qilin Clan is relatively good.

The Phoenix Clan spends most of its time flying in the sky and rarely lands, while the Qilin spends most of its time running on the ground and rarely takes to the skies. It's fair to say there's little conflict between them. Only the Dragon Clan can both fly and burrow underground.
The Old Mother of Lishan was overjoyed to have taught another Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Although she herself knew that Zhu Yingtai's attainment of the Taiyi Dao Fruit was largely due to the talent of the Heavenly Qilin, with her own teachings contributing only a small portion, she still felt a great sense of accomplishment. Recently, she intensified her efforts to take on disciples, managing to produce a three-digit number of junior sisters for Deng.

Deng Chanyu's fishing skills had never been very good, while Zhu Yingtai's fish were taking the bait one after another. She glanced at her fish bucket with some embarrassment; two small fish were looking at her pitifully.

"Ahem, junior sister, how do you plan to deal with the army of Jisa Kingdom?" she casually started a conversation.

Nine-Headed Insect had prepared many contingency plans, leaving behind a letter stating that if he was unable to return to Jisaguo, he would be killed by the Western Liang Women's Kingdom.

Regardless of whether the King of Jisa and his adopted son had any feelings for each other.

This is a perfect excuse. Even if the King of Jisa is just a ruler who maintains the status quo, he still covets the territory of Xiliang. A country full of women would be so easy to conquer. As long as the pretext for war is plausible, there will be almost no opposition within Jisa.

Zhu Yingtai thought about it seriously before saying, "Build strongholds, fight protracted battles, and use space to wear down the logistics of the Jisa Kingdom. As long as we withstand the enemy's offensive and launch a brilliant counterattack, the Western Liang Women's Kingdom will have a real foundation."

Deng Chanyu glanced at her and said, "Building a stronghold is no problem, but we need to carefully consider what kind of 'hold' it is. I have a method here, see if it applies to you."

She drew a pattern in the air with her fishing rod, and soon a simple building that looked like a bucket appeared.

Zhu Yingtai looked carefully.

This "fortress" was built on a mound tens of meters high, with three layers of walls from bottom to top, each layer supported by tree trunks.

Zhu Yingtai, with her keen eye, quickly discerned the layout: within the three layers of walls were sentry posts, bunkers, and secret passages for escape. Though small, it was fully equipped, possessing all the essential elements of a defensive facility.

When the enemy is far away, you can shoot arrows from a high vantage point. When they reach the front of the village, you can attack them with spears through the walls. Once the enemy breaks through one wall, there's another one behind it. After breaking through another one, they can escape through the tunnels.

"Senior Sister has a truly ingenious idea; this village is very suitable for the Western Liang Women's Kingdom."

"Whatever suits you is fine."

Deng Chanyu recommended the Maori "Pa Fort" to Zhu Yingtai. In terms of overall defense, it was definitely not as good as the bastions that time travelers liked the most. However, the cost of building a bastion was too high, and it had extremely high requirements for materials and architecture. With the national strength of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom, it was too difficult to build a bastion. What use would it be if the whole country built two?

Building some Maori forts would be more suitable. Primitive people could build these things; they don't require much technology. The British Empire was disgusted by the forts that were everywhere when they attacked New Zealand.

Now, if we build a few dozen of these along the main road between the two countries, we can definitely wear down the Kingdom of Jisa without resorting to divine or Buddhist methods.

The Kingdom of Jisa was busy preparing for war and had no idea that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were the murderers of the Nine-Headed Insect. The king spent his days discussing food and weapons with his ministers and had no interest in the pilgrims.

Tang Sanzang waited at the Ministry of Rites for a week before finally being summoned by an official. His travel permit was then stamped with the official seal, allowing them to continue their westward journey. There was a minor incident: one of the Nine-Headed Insect's subordinates, who possessed dragon blood, wanted to kill Sun Wukong to avenge his master. He kidnapped a group of monks from the Golden Light Temple in Jisaiguo, foolishly declaring, "If you commit suicide, I will spare these monks." Sun Wukong was almost overjoyed. He used a transformation technique to fool the demon. Just when the demon thought he had committed suicide to save the monks, Sun Wukong, transformed into a mosquito, jumped out from behind the demon and, with a single blow of his staff, killed the demon.

In gratitude to the master and his disciple, Jin Guang Temple was renamed Fu Long Temple.

The master and his disciples traveled westward for over a year and arrived at a dense forest, which was the Eight Hundred Li Thorn Ridge.

Some residents who come to Thorn Ridge to cut firewood describe the place as "thorny and forked, with vines and creepers entwining it. Although there are traces of a road, there are thorns and brambles on both sides."

There used to be a road here, but it disappeared and was covered by countless thorns.

When Fahai traveled westward before, he did not pass through the Thorn Ridge, but instead circled around the northern Gaochang Kingdom before finally passing through. Now, the arrival of Tang Sanzang and his disciples marks the first group of travelers to walk from the east after countless years.

Tang Sanzang, his face full of worry, asked, "Disciples, this place is overgrown with thorns. I don't have the ability to fly or escape into the earth. How can we get through?"

This time, Pigsy was extremely proactive. He laughed heartily, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to give a good show of his land-clearing skills.

He's not good at fighting monsters because of his pig form, but clearing land and farming are his specialties.

He had just used his Heavenly Transformation and Earthly Manifestation powers to transform into a giant tens of feet tall when, almost at the same time, the Jade Rabbit pointed to the side and said, "There's a path here that looks fairly wide. Shall we go through here?"

"Huh? There's a side path?" The transformed Pigsy quickly turned his head to look. Sure enough, there was a slightly rugged side path. It wouldn't be easy to walk, but it was definitely passable. Tang Sanzang was sitting on his horse, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

From his perspective, the path was quite long and looked like it had been recently cleared out by someone.

Old Pig was extremely disappointed, as he had missed a rare opportunity to show off.

He withdrew his supernatural powers, ignored Sun Wukong's mockery, and with a sullen face, followed the group westward.

After walking for a day and a night, the four of them arrived at a small temple.

This is neither a Buddhist temple nor a Taoist temple; it appears to be a combination of the two, yet there are subtle differences.

At this moment, a large man with his chest exposed and his robes undone was lying on the stone slab in front of the temple gate, clearly sleeping.

The four of them tensed up. They all recognized the big man; he was the Green Ox Demon who had tried to entrap them earlier.

Sun Wukong shouted, "Hey! Weren't you taken back to the Tushita Palace by the old man? Why have you run off to the mortal realm again? Do you want to eat my golden cudgel?"

The Green Ox Demon opened one eye, and after seeing the faces of the four, he picked his nose with disdain.

"Who said Grandpa Ox descended to the mortal realm in secret? You horse stable boy, don't talk nonsense. Your Grandpa Ox has official business to attend to this time!"

(End of this chapter)