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

My vigilance was raised to the highest level.

The feeling I had just experienced... was cold, vast, and imbued with a kind of awe-inspiring indifference towards all living beings...

Although it was only a trace, it caused the qi and blood of his newly formed Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to stagnate for a moment.

saint?

Did Nuwa realize the three demons had failed, or... something else?

[Ding! A very high-level being (Saint-level) has been detected slightly interfering with the host's causal relationships.]

[Warning: The host has come under the watchful eyes of some sages, and the related destiny lines are experiencing increased disturbance.]

[Note: The sage's plan has profound consequences. Host, please act with caution and avoid getting involved in excessive karmic entanglements, lest you suffer retribution from Heaven or be punished by the sage.]

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The system notification sounded promptly, confirming his suspicions.

He truly is a saint!

Although he had expected it, the invisible pressure of being "seen" by someone of this level still made Su Yunbai's heart sink slightly.

"Damn system, can your stuff really stop a saint from peeping?" Su Yunbai asked in his mind.

[Ding! Basic items can only temporarily block or weaken unintentional, large-scale causal detection; their effect on a Sage's active, focused calculations is limited. Higher-level items require higher privileges or more intimacy points to unlock.]

[System suggestion: The host's best strategy at present is to "develop discreetly and make a fortune quietly," reduce direct confrontation, utilize the advantages of the known plot, and act within the rules.]

"I understand." Su Yunbai took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Afraid? Not really.

Having chosen this path, I had long anticipated this day would come.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

It seems the trip to Beihai will be more "lively" than expected.

He glanced back at Jiang Xiaowu, whose face also wore a worried expression.

And those loyal guards, though unaware of the reason, still remained steadfast and loyal, their eyes sharpening once more.

"It's alright, keep going."

"Speed ​​up and make sure we get to Grand Tutor Wen's camp before sunset."

"yes!"

The team set off again, this time at a faster pace.

Su Yunbai rode on his horse, gazing at the northern horizon, where the clouds seemed even more gloomy.

Nuwa...a sage...

He touched the cold, hard imperial edict from King Zhou and the military tally hidden in his sleeve!

He then felt the surging quasi-saint power within his body and the powerful physique brought by the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique.

"The chessboard has been moved."

"Then let's see if your 'fate' is stronger, or if my 'anomaly' sword... is sharper!"

Without further thought, he spurred his warhorse and took the lead.

Behind them, beautiful maids and iron-blooded guards followed closely, kicking up a trail of dust!

They charged headlong into that war-torn land that had already caught the eye of the sage.

The primordial chaos is about to begin, and the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is about to unfold.

Who are the chess pieces, and who are the chess players?

Perhaps the answer lies on that battlefield where blood and fire intertwine ahead.

Su Yunbai and his party were stopped by patrolling cavalry three miles from the main camp.

"Who goes there? State your name!" The scout captain's voice was hoarse, his eyes wary, carrying the fierce courage of a veteran of many battles.

The captain of the personal guard rode forward, revealing the token of the Marquis of Jizhou and the special envoy's insignia of Chaoge.

"The Marquis of Jizhou's residence has received a special envoy from the King, Lord Su Yunbai! Report to Grand Tutor Wen immediately!"

The scout captain examined the tally, his expression changed, and he clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Wait a moment!"

He immediately dispatched a rider, who spurred the horse and charged towards the camp at full speed.

Before long, the main camp gate was opened.

A troop of elite cavalry, their armor gleaming, charged out, led by a veteran general!

His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He was clad in heavy armor, and his aura was as deep and imposing as a mountain.

It was Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty.

Wen Zhong's gaze was sharp as lightning, instantly locking onto Su Yunbai.

He had already received a secret order from Chaoge, and knew about this "special envoy" who was about to take over command of the front lines.

I just didn't expect her to be so young.

What alarmed him even more was that, despite his peak Golden Immortal cultivation, he couldn't quite fathom the depth of this young man's abilities.

Its aura was faint and elusive, as if it had merged with the surrounding world.

Unfathomable.

Wen Zhong dismounted, strode forward, clasped his hands in a salute, and said in a loud voice, "This humble general, Wen Zhong, respectfully welcomes Special Envoy Su!"

The soldiers behind him shouted in unison, "Welcome, Special Envoy!"

The sound was deafening.

Su Yunbai dismounted and returned the greeting, neither servile nor arrogant: "Grand Tutor, you've worked hard. His Majesty has a secret decree."

The two exchanged a glance.

Wen Zhong saw calmness and confidence in Su Yunbai's eyes.

Su Yunbai saw scrutiny and solemnity in Wen Zhong's eyes, but no contempt or resistance.

"Special Envoy, please enter the camp!" Wen Zhong stepped aside to lead the way.

Central command tent.

Su Yunbai publicly read out King Zhou's secret edict.

"...Grand Tutor Wen Zhong is hereby ordered to transfer full military command of the suppression of the rebellion in Beihai to the newly appointed Special Envoy for the Suppression of the Rebellion, Su Yunbai, Deputy Commander of the Royal Palace Guards. The Grand Tutor himself shall immediately lead his elite troops back to the capital in secret, without delay..."

The generals inside the tent were in an uproar.

A series of surprised, puzzled, and even disgruntled gazes were cast at Su Yunbai.

A young man whom no one had ever heard of arrived out of nowhere and directly seized command from Grand Tutor Wen.

What does Your Majesty mean by this?

Wen Zhong remained expressionless and said in a deep voice, "This subordinate obeys the order."

He stood up and presented the tiger tally and military seal on the table to Su Yunbai with both hands.

"Special Envoy, I entrust the affairs of the Northern Navy to you."

The tone was solemn.

Su Yunbai took the Tiger Tally and Commander's Seal; they felt heavy in his hand.

He surveyed the generals in the tent, his gaze calm yet carrying an invisible pressure.

"Generals," he began, his voice not loud, but clear enough to reach everyone's ears, "I know you have doubts."

"I was young, unknown, and suddenly appeared out of nowhere."

"But His Majesty must have his reasons for giving me the Tiger Tally."

"I only have one question for you all—"

He paused, then his tone turned stern:

"Do you want to pacify Beihai as soon as possible so you can go home and reunite with your families?"

"Or do you want to stay here, wasting time with Yuan Futong's rabble, suffering losses year after year, and causing your family and friends to worry day and night?"

The tent fell silent.

The generals' eyes gleamed.

Su Yunbai continued:

Give me a month.

"Within a month, I will surely defeat Yuan Futong's main rebel army."

"If I cannot do this, I will cut off my own head and beg for forgiveness from His Majesty."

"But within this month—"

His gaze suddenly sharpened, and his quasi-saint aura, which he no longer deliberately concealed, spread out like a mountain and a sea!

"Military orders are absolute!"

"Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

"Those who slacken in battle, behead them!"

"Those who treason shall be executed!"

The three "slay" characters, like thunderclaps, resounded in everyone's hearts.

The overwhelming pressure made all the generals, including Wen Zhong, feel their breath catch in their throats and their souls tremble!

None of the generals in the tent dared to show the slightest disrespect.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Su Yunbai was filled with shock and awe.

Wen Zhong's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he gave Su Yunbai a deep look.

He finally understood why His Majesty dared to take such a risky move.

With such a figure in charge, Beihai might truly have a chance to be quickly conquered.

"Your humble servants will obey the special envoy's orders!"