Chapter 203: An unquenchable fire, heading straight for Yuan Futong's lair

The North Sea of the Primordial world was vast and boundless.

Water and sky met, vast and without end.

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, one of the Five Emperors, had once fought a decisive battle against Chi You here.

After defeating Chi You, he dismembered his body and used the Seven-Fragrance Carriage as a treasure to suppress it in the North Sea, which is why many of Chi You's clansmen still remain in the North Sea to this day.

It is rumored that after Chi You died, his monstrous resentment permeated the area, causing the North Sea to be shrouded in black mist all year round, dark and eerie, becoming a gathering place for monsters.

Countless mysterious birds, mysterious snakes, mysterious tigers, and mysterious foxes roam here; the Dragon-Bearded Tiger is a monster from the North Sea.

At this time.

In Grand Preceptor Wen's camp.

Wen Zhong had just received a letter.

It clarified a series of events that had occurred in Zhaoge since he came to the North Sea to suppress the rebellion.

After reading the letter, Wen Zhong was deeply worried.

"I didn't expect that just after I left Zhaoge, Shang Rong would let the King go to the Temple of the Holy Mother to offer incense, and so many things have happened since then. But now the war in the North Sea is tight, and I don't know when I'll be able to return..."

He had originally thought it would only take a year to suppress the rebellion, but who knew it had already been two years, and the progress of suppressing the North Sea rebellion was slow.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, a palanquin pulled by two Qilins galloped over and stopped above Wen Zhong's military camp, attracting the curiosity and tension of countless people in the army.

Looking, his own Black Qilin lay prostrate on the ground, and Wen Zhong frowned slightly.

The two Qilins before him were actually able to make his Black Qilin submit.

Wen Zhong pondered.

The person who could use two Water-Fire Qilins as mounts must have a high status; he didn't know why they had come here.

He put down the letter in his hand and walked out, cupping his hands.

"I am Wen Zhong, the Grand Preceptor of Yin-Shang. I don't know why you have come here, Fellow Daoist?"

Gu Xiu, sitting in the carriage, smiled indifferently and said in a calm tone: "I heard that there are monsters causing chaos in the North Sea, so I have come specifically to help the Grand Preceptor."

Wen Zhong was stunned. Yuan Futong had indeed colluded with monsters, and he was worried about not being able to handle it alone. He hadn't expected someone to suddenly come to his aid.

"May I ask where you studied, Fellow Daoist?"

"I am an immortal of the Jie Sect, a disciple of Lady Yun Xiao of Three Immortals Island."

Wen Zhong was stunned.

Ever since he left the Jie Sect to enter the world and become an official in Yin-Shang, he had never returned. Were the third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect so wealthy now that they could have dual Qilins pull a carriage? It was just that the carriage was a wooden palanquin, which was a bit shabby and looked plain and unremarkable.

"So you are a fellow disciple of the Jie Sect. I was once accepted into the sect of my teacher, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. Over these years, I have been an official in Shang, busy with official duties, and have not had contact with fellow disciples. I didn't expect the sect to send a Junior Brother to help me."

"Grand Preceptor, you are too polite. Tell me about the situation in the North Sea later. I will help you suppress the rebellion here. If you don't go back, the Yin-Shang dynasty will not be preserved."

"What!" These words shocked Wen Zhong: "Junior Brother, what do you mean by this? Could it be that Yin-Shang is facing a great calamity that threatens the Cheng Tang dynasty?"

Wen Zhong remembered that when he left to suppress the North Sea rebellion, the Yin-Shang nation was peaceful, the weather was favorable, the ruler was wise, and the ministers were virtuous; the national power of the Shang Dynasty was flourishing.

Although he had received some letters during this time and learned of some bad news, it was impossible for the Yin-Shang dynasty to perish within a few years.

Gu Xiu parted the curtains of the carriage window, looked at Wen Zhong, parted his lips, and said slowly: "I will only tell you that there is currently a great calamity in the world. The Chan Sect wants to ruin the fortune of Yin-Shang and support Western Qi. As for other matters, since you consider yourself the Grand Preceptor of Yin-Shang more than a disciple of the Jie Sect, it is not convenient for me to say more."

Seeing the curtains of the carriage parted, Wen Zhong looked up and glanced at Gu Xiu through the window.

Seeing Gu Xiu's transcendent temperament and the calm and composure revealed between his brows, he knew that even in the Jie Sect, he was not an ordinary person.

Hearing Gu Xiu's words, Wen Zhong fell silent.

As a veteran minister of three dynasties, he had worked diligently for the sake of the Cheng Tang dynasty and indeed considered himself a minister of Yin-Shang more than a disciple of the Jie Sect.

He had no choice but to sigh.

"Junior Brother is right. Over these years, I have indeed neglected contact with fellow disciples. After this matter is over and I return to Zhaoge to settle the chaos, I will go to my teacher, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, to plead guilty."

Gu Xiu shook his head in his heart.

The disciples of the Jie Sect were just too loyal and their minds were too simple.

Wen Zhong went to Yin-Shang to be an official and cut off contact with the Jie Sect. Judging by the fact that he came to the North Sea to suppress the rebellion and was trapped for fifteen years, he had long been in the Chan Sect's trap.

Like Shen Gongbao, he dragged people in everywhere, and one person harmed the entire Jie Sect.

He only remembered the Jie Sect when there was trouble. If it were Gu Xiu, he would definitely tell Wen Zhong to go back to where he came from.

However, for Yin-Shang, having a blindly loyal person like Wen Zhong to maintain the stability of the dynasty was a blessing for Yin-Shang, but for the Jie Sect, it was a disaster.

Getting off the palanquin, he put away the Water-Fire Qilins.

Gu Xiu and Wen Zhong entered the military camp to discuss.

Wen Zhong briefly described the current situation in the North Sea.

"Junior Brother, that's how it is. I originally thought it was an ordinary rebellion of the feudal lords, and I just needed to simply suppress the rebellious subjects. As a result, Yuan Futong colluded with demons and monsters to stir up trouble here."

After listening, Gu Xiu nodded.

"Grand Preceptor, you just need to send troops tomorrow to clean up the mess. As for those demons and monsters causing trouble, as well as the rebellious subjects, leave them to me."

Saying this, Gu Xiu left the Grand Preceptor's camp and had the two Qilins pull the carriage toward Yuan Futong's stronghold.

To deal with a group of rebellious subjects and some monsters, Gu Xiu felt there was no need for so much trouble or any schemes; he would just go straight to their lair.

On the other side.

Yuan Futong held a banquet in his fiefdom, inviting a group of feudal lords.

Among the feudal lords and generals were many monsters of various shapes, hideous and ugly.

And Yuan Futong himself had white fur growing all over his face, like a white ape.

In the center of the hall, several huge tables were set up, filled with delicacies and fine wines, piled high with rich food and wine.

Yuan Futong sat in the main seat, his face full of smugness.

"I, Yuan, thank you all for your full support. A mere Wen Zhong wants to pacify the North Sea? It's wishful thinking."

"Big Brother is right. From now on, the North Sea will be decided by Big Brother. What is that Wen Zhong?" a burly man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist echoed.

A monster with three heads was swallowing food in large mouthfuls, saying vaguely: "Not to mention anything else, just let me eat those soldiers of Wen Zhong."

A hedgehog monster covered in spikes next to him echoed: "Thanks to Big Brother's brilliant plan, we can be so glorious and don't have to worry about food sources anymore."

Hearing his underlings' flattery, Yuan Futong raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Everyone enjoy yourselves, there are more benefits waiting for us in the future!"

The monsters responded one after another. They shouted loudly and laughed wantonly, and wine splashed between the cups.

Just as the monsters were happily dining, dazzling divine rays shot down from the sky, charging straight toward the monsters below.

Wherever the light passed, screams erupted, and blood splattered.

Some small monsters turned into fly ash under the divine rays and dissipated in the wind.

Gu Xiu stood proudly above the clouds, the strong wind whistling, blowing his clothes until they snapped.

His gaze was cold, scanning the swarming monsters below, his whole body exuding powerful pressure.

Glazed Purifying Fire in his left hand, Southern Bright Li Fire in his right.

With a wave downward, a surging sea of fire formed in Yuan Futong's fiefdom.

Wherever the flames reached, the bodies of the monsters were instantly ignited, emitting shrill screams, rolling and struggling in pain on the ground, turning into ashes.

Yuan Futong saw his subordinates being burned to death or killed.

His eyes turned blood-red, the veins on his face bulged, and his expression became distorted with extreme anger, baring his fangs.

He began to half-demonize, turning into a white ape monster.

He roared.

"I don't care who you are, you dare to kill my people, I want your life!"

Holding a long blade tightly in both hands, he flew up like an arrow from a bow, carrying a sharp force, and slashed straight at Gu Xiu.

Seeing Yuan Futong's appearance.

Gu Xiu was indifferent in his heart; under his Heavenly Eye with double pupils, he had long ago discovered that Yuan Futong was a white ape monster.

He said with a calm gaze.

"In my impression, every white ape monster is arrogant, but you are holed up in the North Sea causing trouble, selling your life for others. You are incapable of taking on a great task!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two brilliant divine rays shot out from his eyes, shooting toward the charging Yuan Futong at an astonishing speed, instantly penetrating Yuan Futong's defense and piercing through his body.

Yuan Futong fell straight down with an unwilling expression.

Wen Zhong heard Gu Xiu's words and felt something was wrong, so he chased after him riding the Black Qilin.

Just as he arrived, he saw this scene, which left him stunned.

Gu Xiu had actually gone straight to Yuan Futong's lair alone, and the white flames burning everywhere could not be extinguished. ===== CHAPTER 204 =====