I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Hecheng.

City Lord's Mansion.

Under Qin Yao's guidance, the black cat finally broke through the transformation barrier and transformed into a beautiful woman whose figure and appearance were exactly the same as Helan's. She bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Cultivate diligently and do not waste your own destiny," Qin Yao said with a smile.

The black cat nodded heavily, transformed back into its cat form, and spoke in human language: "Then I'll go find Miss."

"Go ahead," Qin Yao waved his hand.

Not long after.

Daji and the Pipa Spirit carried large and small bags into the quiet courtyard, gently placing most of the items in front of Qin Yao.

"You bought this for me?"

Qin Yao glanced down and saw items such as jade belts, brocade robes, folding fans, and long boots, all of which looked excellent.

The pipa spirit replied with a smile, "Yes, I've been choosing for a very long time; Your Majesty, my heart is truly devoted to you."

Qin Yao turned to look at the nine-tailed fox, who nudged the pipa spirit lightly with her elbow and said, "Don't talk too much."

The pipa spirit looked aggrieved: "Can't I even tell the truth?"

Qin Yao shook his head, about to speak, when he suddenly sensed Tu Xingsun leading someone rapidly from underground. So he said, "Put it away first, and leave it in my room."

"Okay," Daji replied softly.

After the two women entered the room, Tu Xingsun suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's wrist and burst out of the ground, raising his head and laughing, "Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and brought Yang Jian back to you."

Qin Yao then looked at Yang Jian, his divine eyes easily seeing through his bloodline and divine power, and smiled, "Yang Jian, I have finally met you."

Yang Jian bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities. In the future, there is no need to perform formalities unless absolutely necessary," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

Yang Jian then silently straightened up, looked into Qin Yao's eyes, and said, "May I ask Your Majesty, why did you send this young brother on such a long and arduous journey to find me?"

“You’re no villain,” Qin Yao said with a smile. “You are destined to be my adopted son.”

He now deeply understands why those immortals of the Chan Sect always like to talk about destiny.

Where does all this talk of destiny come from? It's just a very convenient excuse!

"Adopted son?" Yang Jian was taken aback.

Qin Yao said, "That's right. In my dream, you are the most dazzling general of my Yin Shang Dynasty and a core member of the anti-Zhou movement."

Yang Jian was dumbfounded.

What is his current situation?
Having lost his father and brother, and with his mother imprisoned under Peach Mountain, he was all alone and had nothing. To put it nicely, he was a hunter; to put it bluntly, he was a refugee. He had no achievements to speak of.

Who would have thought that a hunter in the morning would one day be in the royal court, where the king not only wanted to adopt him as his son but also said that he was the most dazzling general of the Shang Dynasty...

The immense impact of this bipolar reversal is simply beyond his current mental capacity to process.

“I know you are naturally proud and fearless of power, so I will not force you to commit to this relationship.”

Before he could react, Qin Yao summoned a golden bamboo scroll with a flick of his hand, handed it forward, and said gently:

"This is an unparalleled immortal scripture that seizes the creation of heaven and earth and delves into the mysteries of the sun and moon, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique. You should keep it for now, study it slowly, and practice it slowly. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me at any time."

Yang Jian: "..."

"What are you standing there for? Don't you want it?" Tu Xingsun suddenly asked, glancing sideways.

Yang Jian seemed to wake from a dream, and quickly raised his hands to accept the scripture: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Qin Yao waved his hand, then took out the three-pointed double-edged sword transformed from the shikigami Xiang Liu, and stuck the end into the ground with a bang: "This is the three-pointed double-edged sword I prepared for you. You can come and take it away when you can subdue the sword spirit."

Looking at the domineering, gleaming three-pointed double-edged sword, Yang Jian's heart suddenly trembled: "Your Majesty, what if we're wrong?"

"What if something goes wrong?" Qin Yao asked.

Yang Jian said, "What if I don't have the abilities you expect? What if I'm not worthy of the title of General Star?"

Qin Yao laughed and said, "I'm willing to accept defeat; at worst, I'll just go all the way down this path."

Yang Jian: "..."

Tu Xingsun stared intently at the three-pointed double-edged sword, his eyes filled with envy. Suddenly, he asked, "Your Majesty, can I also become your adopted son?"

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "You don't really want to acknowledge me as your father. You're just envious of Yang Jian's treatment. So, I can't accept you."

Tu Xingsun was speechless.

the other side.

Xiqi City.

Shen Gongbao sat cross-legged in the guest room of the inn, his hands gripping the black cat's neck, trying once again to absorb the power within its body.

But the result was no different from countless times in the past. This power seemed to be branded into the black cat's body, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not extract even a trace of it.

After yet another failure, he became completely desperate, took out a long sword, and plunged it straight into the black cat's body.

"boom!"

In an instant, the black cat exploded, the loud noise carrying far and wide, clearly audible in several nearby streets.

"Male leopard."

The pheasant spirit hurriedly pushed open the inn door, only to find the room in complete chaos. Shen Gongbao himself looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his face charred, his hair disheveled, and he stood there dumbfounded.

"Are you alright? Don't scare me." The pheasant spirit quickly came to his side and asked with a worried expression.

"Pfft." Shen Gongbao spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted...

three days later.

Inside Hecheng.

Looking at Yang Jian, who had successfully embarked on the path of cultivation, Qin Yao smiled and said, "As expected, your talent in cultivation is unparalleled in the world."

Yang Jian hadn't been praised in a very long time, and for a moment he felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his eyes and said, "It's because you taught me well."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "No need to be modest! Believe that one day you will be able to achieve sainthood in the physical body."

Looking at the gentle-faced King before him, Yang Jian felt a surge of emotion.

Just as he was about to say something, Daji suddenly walked briskly into the courtyard and called out, "Your Majesty, good news!"

Yang Jian immediately fell silent and respectfully bowed, saying, "Greetings, Imperial Concubine."

Daji waved her hand, her gaze still fixed on Qin Yao.

Qin Yao smiled and asked, "What good news?"

“Just now, two… members of the same clan reported to me that they had discovered traces of a thousand-year-old ginseng,” Daji replied.

"Where?" Qin Yao asked.

"In an ancient forest called Tianwaitian," Daji said.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "Let's go take a look; Yang Jian, you continue practicing your skills."

Yang Jian bowed and said, "Yes."

Before long, after the emperor and his concubines had left, Yang Jian slowly walked to the side of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, sat cross-legged, and devoted himself to cultivation.

The sun and moon alternate.

Time flies. The next morning, Yang Jian was suddenly awakened by the sound of footsteps. He immediately stopped his cultivation and looked up to see that the Emperor and Consort had returned, and the King was holding a small black dog in his arms.

"Your Majesty, what kind of dog is this?"

"It fought with a group of monsters for a thousand-year-old ginseng, and ended up having its leg broken. I felt sorry for it, so I brought it back."

Qin Yao responded and then placed the little black dog beside him: "From now on, I will focus on refining pills, so you can take care of this dog."

Yang Jian reached out and rubbed the little black dog's head, saying, "Yang Jian obeys."

That night.

Yang Jian was squatting on the ground feeding the little black dog when he suddenly smelled a refreshing fragrance of elixir and subconsciously looked up at the Human King's room.

Sure enough, the door was opened from the inside a moment later, and Daji, with a smile on her face, approached the man and dog with a pill in hand, raising her hand and saying:
"The king used that thousand-year-old ginseng to refine nine elixirs, gave me four, and asked me to deliver one to you."

Yang Jian quickly stood up and said, "Your Highness, I cannot accept a reward without merit."

Daji shook her head and said, "To outsiders, it's natural to refuse a gift without merit, but you're not an outsider. Hurry up and accept it. Do you expect me to hold up this elixir for you forever?"

Yang Jian accepted the pill, turned around and looked at the Human King's residence. Suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart. He strode to the door, knelt down and kowtowed: "Your son Yang Jian greets his godfather."

Qin Yao put away the alchemy furnace and slowly walked to the door: "Get up, work hard and continue your studies. I have high hopes for you..."

"Junior brother, what are you doing?" At the same time, Taiyi Zhenren descended on a cloud to Jinxia Cave on Yuquan Mountain and asked Yuding Zhenren, who was pacing back and forth in front of the door.

Master Yu Ding scratched his head: "I don't know why, but I've been feeling uneasy these past few days, as if something bad is about to happen."

Taiyi Zhenren comforted him, saying, "What bad things could happen? Don't worry unnecessarily."

“It’s not necessarily just needless worry; I feel it might be a connection between heaven and humanity,” said Master Yuding.

"The key is, you have neither relatives nor disciples, so what bad things could possibly happen to you?" Taiyi Zhenren asked.

Jade Cauldron Immortal: "..."

Yes.

I am all alone, what else do I have to lose?

Seeing that his expression gradually calmed down, Taiyi Zhenren smiled slightly and took out two wine jars with a flick of his hand: "I brought two jars of fine wine. How about we get drunk together today?"

"Please, Senior Brother." Master Yuding smiled and raised his hand.

The next day.

Tu Xingsun, covered in dust and dirt, fled back to Hecheng. Emerging from the ground in a quiet courtyard, he looked up and saw Yang Jian meditating and cultivating.
"Brother, you were meditating when I left, and you were still meditating when I came back. Don't you do anything else besides spiritual practice?"

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes and smiled, "I have found my own mission, so I don't find cultivation bitter."

Tu Xingsun asked curiously, "What mission?"

Yang Jian said, "I will repay my adoptive father and protect the Shang Dynasty."

"You have certainly lived up to the King's expectations of you," Tu Xingsun remarked with emotion.

Yang Jian smiled and then asked, "You don't look well. What happened?"

Tu Xingsun sighed: "Don't even mention it. I was thinking that although I can't take revenge on Shen Gongbao, I can at least vent my anger on that pheasant spirit first."

Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, a guy wielding a Wind and Thunder Cudgel descended from the sky, ruining my plans.

If it weren't for my ability to escape by touching the soil, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back.

Yang Jian's smile vanished: "Who is this person, so powerful?"

"His name seems to be Lei Zhenzi. His martial arts skills are average, but his wind and thunder magic is quite extraordinary," Tu Xingsun said.

"Don't go to Xiqi anymore, or you'll definitely fall into Shen Gongbao's trap." Suddenly, a voice rang out from inside the courtyard.

Tu Xingsun looked in the direction of the voice and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, rest assured, no one can trap me."

Qin Yao brought Daji and the Pipa Spirit to the two of them and asked, "What if we laid iron plates on the ground?"

Tu Xingsun: "..."

"Come with us," Qin Yao said with a smile when the other person remained silent.

"Where to?" Tu Xingsun asked.

Qin Yao said, "Chen Tang Pass!"

After saying that, he took out a pill and handed it to Tu Xingsun: "Here you go, it will help you recover from your injuries as soon as possible."

Tu Xingsun accepted the pill with both hands, silently sensing its powerful spiritual energy, and sincerely thanked it, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Aside from his master Ju Liusun, there were few people in this world who were kind to him, and there were even many bad people like Shen Gongbao who were only interested in taking advantage of him.

Relatively speaking, this king treated him quite well. Although there was some exploitation involved, everything was done openly, and he would offer certain benefits...

Chentang Pass.

General's Residence.

Lady Yin was sitting on the swing in the courtyard. When she saw Li Jing return, she immediately stood up and asked, "Is there any news about Nezha?"

Li Jing chuckled and said, "He went to train with Master Bodhi, not to go to the battlefield. Why are you so nervous?"

Lady Yin said, "A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles; how can she not be nervous?"

Li Jing silently grasped his hand, his face full of tenderness: "Trust Bodhi Zhenren, Nezha will only get better and better by his side."

Lady Yin silently rested her head on his chest: "I know, the True Man has always treated Nezha very well."

"General, General!" Suddenly, a gatekeeper rushed over.

Lady Yin silently straightened up, and Li Jing asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

"A messenger has come to report that His Majesty will arrive at Chentang Pass soon," the gatekeeper replied.

Li Jing was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why has Your Majesty come here?"

The gatekeeper shook his head repeatedly: "The messenger didn't say anything, he just told the general to make arrangements for the reception."

Li Jing took a deep breath and couldn't help but feel a little nervous:
"Immediately notify the entire city that absolutely no mishaps are allowed in the next few days; and while the King is at Chen Tang Pass, there must be absolutely no chaos..."

His position as the General of Chentang Pass was bestowed by the late king, and he is not close to the current king. If he does anything wrong and offends the emperor, it could bring disaster upon his entire family. Therefore, he must be extremely careful.

After a tense and anxious wait, the king finally arrived at Chentang Pass, thirty li away, early the next morning.

Upon receiving the news, Li Jing immediately led his two sons and a troop of personal guards to greet the king. When he saw the king's carriage, he suddenly knelt down and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Inside the carriage, Qin Yao strode out and, escorted by Ling Guan, Yang Jian, Tu Xingsun, and others, approached Li Jing, smiling as he helped him up by the arms: "General, please rise."

Li Jing, along with his son and subordinates, slowly rose and smiled, saying, "Your Majesty, a banquet has been prepared in the city..."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "I am not here for food, but for the general."

Li Jing was surprised: "You came for me?"

Qin Yao nodded and said, "It's a real pity that someone as talented as you is relegated to this Chentang Pass."

I intend to establish an imperial guard called the Golden Guard, to protect the emperor, guard the palace, defend the capital, and suppress disloyal subjects. It will obey only my orders and will not be subject to the control of the outer court.

"General, would you be willing to serve as the Grand General of the Golden Guard and build the most reliable army for me?"

Li Jing was immediately stunned.

General of the Golden Guard?

Me? ? ? (End of Chapter)