Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

Chapter 110 The Emperor's Personal Expedition

Three days later, outside Chaoge City.

Fifty thousand elite troops stood in formation, their banners obscuring the sun.

King Zhou was clad in golden armor, with a long sword at his waist, and rode a black horse. Behind him were Su Yunbai, Wen Zhong, and a group of generals.

On the city tower, Daji, Jiang Xiaowu, Bixiao, Yang Chan and other female relatives watched them go.

"Let's go!" King Zhou brandished his sword.

The army set off.

Amidst the swirling dust, Su Yunbai glanced back at Chaoge City.

He will come back.

Returning with victory.

Five days later, at Sishui Pass.

Han Rong led his troops out of the pass to welcome them.

"His Majesty!"

"General Han, please rise." King Zhou dismounted. "How is the battle going?"

"Xiqi has been harassing us for days, but hasn't launched a major attack," Han Rong reported. "Jiang Ziya seems to be waiting for something."

"Wait for me," King Zhou sneered. "What he's waiting for is for me to personally lead the army."

He looked towards the Xiqi camp outside the pass.

"If that's the case, then let him wait as long as he wants."

That night, King Zhou held a banquet inside the pass.

During the banquet, he addressed his generals:

"I have not come here to supervise the battle, but to fight it. Tomorrow, I will personally lead the troops into battle."

The generals were greatly alarmed.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't!"

"Why not?" King Zhou looked at Su Yunbai. "General Su, what do you say?"

Su Yunbai pondered, "If Your Majesty were to go into battle, it would boost morale. But we need a foolproof plan."

"you say."

"Your Majesty can sit in the central army and command with the flags. Let the soldiers fight on the front lines," Su Yunbai said. "In this way, we can boost morale without putting ourselves in danger."

King Zhou thought for a moment and nodded: "Very well."

He then said, "General Su, you will be the vanguard tomorrow."

"Yes."

The next day, the two armies faced off.

The Xiqi army, numbering two hundred thousand, arrayed themselves before the pass.

Jiang Ziya was stationed in the central army, flanked by generals such as Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi.

Seeing the yellow parasols amidst the Shang army's ranks, Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and laughed:

"King Zhou has indeed arrived."

Yang Jian frowned: "Uncle-Master, King Zhou is personally leading the campaign, and the morale is high. Fighting at this time may be disadvantageous."

"That's exactly what we want—him personally leading the army," Jiang Ziya said. "Send the order: beat the drums and challenge him to battle!"

dong dong dong——!

The war drums shook the heavens.

In the Shang army formation, King Zhou looked at Su Yunbai.

"General Su, it's up to you now."

Su Yunbai nodded and spurred his horse into battle.

He was not wearing armor, only a white robe, and the love threads in his hand transformed into a long sword.

"Jiang Ziya, do you dare to fight?"

The sound could be heard for miles.

Jiang Ziya remained motionless within the Xiqi formation.

Nezha couldn't resist and flew out on his fiery wheels.

"Su Yunbai, I've come to meet you!"

The Fire-Tipped Spear thrusts straight in!

Su Yunbai brandished his sword.

A flash of silver light.

Click—!

The Fire-Tipped Spear broke in two!

Nezha was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

Just one sword strike!

The Xiqi army was in uproar.

Yang Jian's expression was solemn as he stepped out onto a cloud.

"Su Yunbai, I'll do it!"

The three-pointed, double-edged sword cleaved down!

Su Yunbai raised his sword to meet him.

Swords clashed, and shockwaves surged!

The two were locked in combat, their swords flashing and their movements as swift as lightning.

Yang Jian was already at the peak of the Great Luo realm, possessing formidable combat power. However, Su Yunbai's Law of Emotion had reached 67%, causing each of his sword strikes to stir up the seven emotions and six desires, disturbing the mind and spirit.

After thirty rounds, Yang Jian began to show signs of defeat.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ziya waved his command flag.

"All troops—charge!"

Two hundred thousand Xiqi troops surged in like a tidal wave!

Upon seeing this, King Zhou drew his sword.

"Soldiers of the Great Shang Dynasty—Kill!"

Fifty thousand merchant troops marched forward!

The two armies clashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

Su Yunbai forced Yang Jian to retreat, and her love threads transformed into thousands of silver threads, which were then entangled in the Xiqi army.

Wherever they went, men and horses fell over.

But the Xiqi army was simply too large to kill them all.

The battle is at a stalemate.

On the high platform, King Zhou looked at the battlefield, his palms sweating.

This is warfare using cold weapons.

Bloody and cruel.

He suddenly remembered the war movies he had watched on Earth.

It felt terrible at the time.

Only now, having witnessed it firsthand, do I understand what true devastation is.

Severed limbs, blood, screams...

But he cannot back down.

He is the king.

"Send the order to flank from both sides," he said in a deep voice.

Flag change.

The Shang army's cavalry on both flanks moved out like two sharp knives, penetrating the flanks of the Xiqi army.

The Xiqi army was thrown into chaos.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ziya unleashed his God-Slaying Whip.

The whip flashed like a mountain, crashing down on the central army of the Shang forces!

King Zhou's expression changed.

Just then—

Clang!

The sound of a piano rang out.

Yunxiao arrived on clouds, and the Nine Heavens Jade Zither played a clear melody, blocking the God-Slaying Whip.

"Jiang Ziya, your opponent is me."

Jiang Ziya's eyes narrowed.

"Fairy Yunxiao...do you really intend to aid and abet evil?"

"We are helping the great merchants and the common people," Yunxiao said calmly. "Jiang Ziya, withdraw your troops."

"impossible."

Jiang Ziya then unleashed the God-Slaying Whip and engaged Yunxiao in battle.

On the battlefield, Su Yunbai had already charged into the central army of Xiqi.

Love's threads are like venomous snakes, specifically targeting generals.

As Xiqi's generals fell one after another, the morale of the army gradually collapsed.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and attacked again.

"Su Yunbai, stop being so arrogant!"

"Yang Jian, you can't stop me."

Su Yunbai unleashed a sword strike, his love threads entwining Yang Jian's soul.

Yang Jian's mind went blank, and his movements became sluggish.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Yunbai stabbed him in the heart with his sword!

At that very moment—

A golden light descended from the sky, blocking the sword strike.

That's enough.

A majestic voice rang out.

The phantom of Yuanshi Tianzun appeared.

The sage's power enveloped the battlefield.

Everyone, including Su Yunbai, was unable to move.

"Su Yunbai, you have repeatedly defied the heavens, and today you shall be executed."

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand, and a beam of golden light shot towards Su Yunbai!

This strike contains the power of a sage!

There's no way to avoid it!

At the critical moment—

"Yuanshi, you have crossed the line."

The phantom of the Tongtian Sect Leader appeared, and the light of the Zhuxian Sword shattered the golden light.

"Tongtian, are you going to stop me?"

"So what if it is?"

The phantom images of two saints confront each other.

The battlefield came to a standstill.

Jiang Ziya's face was grim.

King Zhou gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

Su Yunbai broke free of his restraints and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

"If a sage wants to kill me, what excuse does he need?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him and said, "You should not exist."

"Then I will persist." Su Yunbai straightened his spine. "If the sages want war, then let them fight."

"Arrogant!"

Yuanshi makes another move!

Tongtian greets you!

The aftershocks of the battle between saints are still reverberating!

The soldiers below coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Su Yunbai gritted his teeth and unleashed his full power with the Love Threads, slashing at the Primordial Illusion!

This sword strike contains the full power of the Law of Emotion!

A crack was actually slashed in the primordial phantom!

"You..." Yuan Shi was shocked.

Although he was just a phantom, he possessed thirty percent of the power of a sage.

He was actually injured by a Quasi-Saint?

"Well done, Su Yunbai!" Tongtian laughed loudly. "Yuanshi, you see? This is the variable!"

Yuan Shi's face was gloomy.

He looked at Jiang Ziya.

"withdraw."

After speaking, the phantom vanished.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and ordered a retreat.

The Xiqi army retreated like a receding tide.

The battlefield returned to calm.

Corpses are everywhere.

King Zhou dismounted and walked to Su Yunbai's side.

"Are you alright?"

Su Yunbai shook his head, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

A blow from a sage is not so easy to receive.

But he held on.

"Go back to Guanzhong," he said.

That night, inside Sishui Pass.

King Zhou personally treated Su Yunbai's injuries.

"That Yuanshi... he's truly shameless," King Zhou cursed. "Even a sage like himself is getting involved, isn't he afraid of losing face?"

"Even sages gamble during a great calamity," Su Yunbai said, adjusting his breathing. "After today, he will no longer act so easily."

Why?

"Because I injured him," Su Yunbai said. "Although it was just an illusion, the power of a saint was damaged. If he makes another move, the other saints will not stand idly by."

King Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

He looked at Su Yunbai's pale face.

"Yunbai, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for risking your life for the Shang Dynasty," King Zhou said earnestly. "Without you, we would be the ones who have lost today."

Su Yunbai shook his head: "I am a human, for... the people I care about."

"Same here," King Zhou laughed. "Take good care of your injuries. Leave the rest to me."

Three days later, Su Yunbai's injuries improved.

King Zhou summoned his generals to discuss matters.

"After this defeat, Xiqi will not dare to attack again in the short term," Han Rong said. "But Jiang Ziya is cunning and we must guard against his sneak attacks."

"Strengthen defenses." King Zhou looked at Su Yunbai. "General Su, do you have a good plan?"

Su Yunbai pondered, "Is Xiqi's food supply sufficient?"

"According to our spies, it will only last for half a month."

"Then cut off his supply lines," Su Yunbai said. "If Jiang Ziya retreats, pursue him. If he doesn't retreat, starve him to death."

"Very well." King Zhou nodded. "Grand Tutor Wen, I entrust this matter to you."

"Your humble servant obeys."

That night, Su Yunbai climbed the city wall.

Clouds were beside him.

"How are your injuries?"

"I'm fine." Su Yunbai looked at her. "How did you feel about your fight with Jiang Ziya today?"

"His cultivation is inferior to mine, but his magic weapon is powerful," Yunxiao said. "The God-Slaying Whip is specifically designed to counter the soul. If it weren't for my musical arts protecting me, I might have suffered a loss."

Be careful next time.

"Um."

The two stood side by side, gazing at the lights of the Xiqi camp.

"Yunbai, what do you want to do after the Great Tribulation?" Yunxiao suddenly asked.

"I don't know." Su Yunbai shook his head. "Perhaps... I'll find a place to live in seclusion and spend a peaceful life with you."

"What about Chaoge?"

"Hand it over to the right person." Su Yunbai looked towards King Zhou's tent. "He is more suitable to be king than any of us."

Yunxiao remained silent.

After a long silence, she said softly, "That's fine too."

"And you?"

"I'll go with you," Yunxiao said. "Wherever you are, I'll be there."

Su Yunbai felt a warmth in his heart and took her hand.