Chapter 890: Jiang Ziya

Zhaoge.

Tianlao.

Jiang Ziya looked at Ji Fa, both shocked and dejected.

Countless words only condensed into one sentence: "Marquis, are you alright?"

"Alright?"

Ji Fa's eyebrows stood on end, and he sneered: "Prime Minister, do you know how I was captured?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head; he truly did not know.

Not long ago, he was still making preparations in the Xiqi camp, preparing to break through Jiepai Pass in one go, and then he suddenly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he discovered he was already in the Zhaoge Tianlao.

Ji Fa gritted his teeth and said: "It was Jia Ren, that good friend of yours. He actually surrendered to Di Qi, and even the guards by my side were all his people. Throughout Xiqi, there is no telling how many of his people there are."

He felt hatred.

He hated Jia Ren, and hated Jiang Ziya even more.

If I hadn't trusted you, Jiang Ziya, would I have trusted Jia Ren so much that later on, the court affairs were all controlled by him?

"What, Jia Ren!"

Jiang Ziya said incredulously: "How could it be him? You must know, he once cursed Zhou Ji to death. Even if he surrendered, could Di Qi forgive him?"

He likewise could not believe it.

As his right-hand man, all his various political decrees were executed by the other party.

One could imagine, by utilizing his influence, just how deep Jia Ren's influence in Xiqi was; no wonder Ji Fa was captured alive directly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "Daoist brother, Marquis, trust you have been well since we last met."

Yin Qi (Jia Ren) walked in, a smile on his face.

Ji Fa's expression changed, and he angrily cursed: "Jia Ren, you despicable and shameless villain, I treated you well, yet you actually betrayed me, betrayed Xiqi!"

Yin Qi smiled faintly: "This poor Daoist has always been a man of Yin, where does this talk of betrayal come from?"

Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya both widened their eyes.

After a long while, Jiang Ziya said with a complex expression: "So that's how it is, so that's how it is; many things now make sense. That matter of cursing Zhou Ji to death back then was a play you and Di Qi put on for us, was it not? It was all to strike at the reputation of the late Marquis.

And San Yisheng, that was also a trap designed by you and Di Qi.

When Baihe Tongzi came to Zhaoge back then, you had already seen through his identity, and then feigned friendship with him."

Ji Fa also thought of these things, and only felt a tightness in his chest.

Yin Qi nodded and said: "Correct."

Jiang Ziya said: "Then what have you come here for? With your personality, you shouldn't be here to mock us."

Yin Qi chuckled: "Daoist brother still understands me. Including Xiqi, the various feudal lords of the West and their direct lines have all been escorted to Zhaoge, and the Imperial Court is currently accepting the fiefs of the various lords.

In other words, the Fengshen War has ended.

Next, of course, is the conferring of gods.

The Great King promises you that as long as you confer the gods according to the Great King's wishes, your death sentence can be remitted."

Jiang Ziya sneered: "This poor Daoist is a personal disciple of a Saint; does Di Qi dare to kill me?"

Yin Qi said faintly: "What is there not to dare? You know what your own aptitude is, don't you have any self-awareness?

If the Saints hadn't personally appointed you as the one to confer the gods, did you think you could have entered Yuxu Palace?

If the conferring of gods has already ended, you have no value whatsoever to the Yuanshi Saint; if you die, you die."

Jiang Ziya's expression shifted, and his heart began to feel unsettled.

Faced with life and death, he chose life without hesitation.

"Fine, this poor Daoist can agree. But remitting the death sentence alone is not enough; you must agree to release this poor Daoist, and promise that you will not pursue or kill this poor Daoist by any means in the future."

Yin Qi shook his head and said faintly: "Jiang Ziya, you still do not understand your current situation; you are not qualified to negotiate terms with us. The conferring of gods does not necessarily require you. Tell me, if you were to die, would this conferring of gods still need to continue?"

Jiang Ziya's face turned pale.

Although he was the one destined by Heaven to confer the gods.

If he were killed, this Heaven-mandated role would simply be transferred.

Thinking of this, a fawning look appeared on his face: "Daoist brother, for the sake of our past friendship, I beg you to put in a good word for me before the Great King. This poor Daoist can do as you say, I only hope to spend my remaining years in peace."

As the saying goes, a death sentence can be avoided, but living suffering is hard to escape. He no longer asked for much, only hoping to avoid various hardships and tortures, and to be able to enjoy his old age in peace.

Ji Fa showed an expression of disbelief.

The lofty image in his heart collapsed just like that.

In reality, even in the original work, Jiang Ziya was this kind of egoist, stopping at nothing to achieve his goals.

For example, in the original work, Song Yiren helped him so much, yet one never saw him repay it in the slightest.

And in order to win over Tu Xingsun, he forcibly betrothed Deng Chanyu to the other party, using the momentum of the situation to coerce Deng Jiugong.

And all sorts of hype to attract the attention of Ji Chang, and so on.

"Good!"

Yin Qi was not surprised.

He had worked with Jiang Ziya for so many years; he knew the other party's character too well.

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Zichen Hall.

"Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, good!"

Taking the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, Yin Qi was in a great mood.

Jiang Ziya was captured by Zhang Shaokang, and this Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag naturally became his spoils of war.

Fortunately, Yuanshi Tianzun had not refined it.

Otherwise, with a single thought from Yuanshi Tianzun, this Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag would have been taken back; he dared not even store it in his Inner Heaven and Earth, lest Yuanshi Tianzun guess that the Taiji Diagram was stolen by him.

However, he had no intention of keeping the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag for himself.

For one, he was not lacking in Innate Spiritual Treasures;

For another, as the Hall Master of the Martial Hall and currently the strongest person in Great Shang on the surface, how could he not have an Innate Spiritual Treasure for self-defense?

With the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag for protection, he could even defend himself when facing a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Yin Qi tossed the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag to Zhang Shaokang and said with a smile, "Since this Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag was captured by you, then I shall bestow it upon you."

Zhang Shaokang was stunned for a moment, then bowed in excitement and said, "Thank you, Great King."

Yin Qi smiled gently, "This is what you deserve. Your next task is to develop the Secret Hall with all your might; before the Thirty-Six Great Legions are fully formed, there is no need to expand outward."

As he spoke, he took out a Space Ring and tossed it to Zhang Shaokang, saying, "Inside this are a Golden Immortal-level Warship, one Golden Immortal Pill, three portions of Golden Immortal Liquid, as well as various Immortal Pills, Dharma Treasures, warships, and so on."

"Give one portion of the Golden Immortal Liquid to Yuan Hong."

"Our Great Shang Celestial Dynasty is not only the orthodox lineage of the Human Race, but we must also become the Immortal Court respected by all the Ten Thousand Races of Honghuang."

"Yuan Hong is a very good example."

"Hand the Golden Immortal Pill to Ding Ce, and as for the other two portions of Golden Immortal Liquid, handle them as you see fit."

"Yes, Great King!"

Zhang Shaokang caught the Space Ring and nodded solemnly.

His heart was filled with excitement.

One Golden Immortal-level Warship, four portions of Golden Immortal Pills and Golden Immortal Liquid.

If one counted him as well, it meant that the future Martial Hall would possess six Golden Immortals.

This was something he had never dared to imagine before.

And he believed that this was definitely just the beginning.

The Martial Hall was directly under the Great King, and it had always enjoyed priority access to all kinds of resources; in the future, the number of Golden Immortals would absolutely not be fewer than those in the Military.

The Martial Hall.

Watching the beaming Zhang Shaokang walk in, Ding Ce and Yuan Hong, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward.

Ding Ce said with a smile, "Hall Master, it seems the Great King has bestowed more rewards."

Yuan Hong also wore a look of anticipation on his face.

After years of hard work, he had not only cultivated to the peak of the Mysterious Immortal realm, which was the peak of the fourth turn of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, but had also been promoted to Vice Hall Master of the Martial Hall. (End of this chapter)