After the reports concluded, King Yellow Wind praised the efforts of his generals and then turned to Golden Lion and Silver Wolf:
"Rally the troops," he ordered.
"Yes!"
Golden Lion and Silver Wolf, both eager for battle, leapt into action, their excitement palpable.
Friendly Bickering Among the Generals
"Your Majesty, we want to join the fight too!" called out Great Rat General and Six-Tusk Elephant, followed closely by Old Black Fox and Hua Lu Gu.
Only Iron-Eating Bear remained unfazed, lounging as it gnawed on a bamboo shoot.
Its ancestors had once fought alongside the God of War, wreaking havoc on countless battlefields. However, their reckless bravery had led to their demise.
The lesson learned? "Peaceful grazing over perilous glory."
Iron-Eating Bear muttered to itself, "Let the others fight. I'll stick to what I'm good at: eating."
The other generals glared at the bear, then resumed their banter.
Golden Lion and Silver Wolf sneered.
"Stick to your farming. Leave the fighting to those of us who know how!"
Great Rat General bristled.
"And who says we don't know how to fight?"
Old Black Fox huffed.
"Exactly! I've studied the Six Noble Arts—fighting is part of my repertoire!"
Silver Wolf snorted.
"Paper generals are useless. Don't go pulling a Zhao Kuo!"
King Yellow Wind raised a brow.
"Zhao Kuo?"
Old Black Fox proudly puffed out its chest.
"That story came from me. Don't think you're clever just because you remembered it!"
Mediating the Dispute
As the bickering escalated, King Yellow Wind slammed his palm down.
"Enough!"
The tent fell silent.
"This is our first campaign," he said, softening his tone.
"We go together. Clouds may float in the sky, water may rest in jars, but all serve their purpose. Quarrels among brothers only harm the family."
The wisdom of his words settled the matter, and the generals hurried off to prepare.
Planting Treasure
With the preparations under way, King Yellow Wind strode into the mountains, pulling a gleaming jade stone vein from his Dimensional Pouch.
He flung the vein onto the ground, and it expanded like a living dragon, its surface glowing with soft white light.
The vein burrowed into the earth, sending a tremor through the mountain. The jade fused with the land, emitting a hum of energy.
"Good," King Yellow Wind said with satisfaction.
"Anchor the mountain's geomancy, gather its energy, and, in time, you'll evolve into a dragon vein."
A deep rumble echoed from beneath the ground, as though in response. Yellow and white energies coiled upward, nourishing the flora. Leaves grew greener and taller in an instant.
The Watchful Eyes
In the camp, Great White Planet sensed the surge in spiritual energy.
"Geomantic transformation? Who taught him such advanced techniques?"
Nearby, the mysterious woman narrowed her eyes.
"Both the Heavenly Transformation and the Earthly Transformation? Combining them is exceedingly rare. Just who or what is guiding him?"
The Symbiotic Roots
Next, King Yellow Wind pulled out the Five-Leaf Vine and planted it beside the ancient stump on the mountain's slope.
Both were capable of absorbing Five Elements Qi, and their proximity seemed to excite them. Energy rippled through the air as they exchanged invisible greetings.
"It's like watching long-lost friends reunite," King Yellow Wind mused.
However, when he retrieved the thunderstruck peach tree, two powerful waves of resistance erupted from the other plants.
"Really?" King Yellow Wind frowned. "Even plants have cliques?"
The old peach tree's bark rippled, forming a weathered face.
"They're scared of the thunder," it explained, voice heavy with age.
King Yellow Wind smirked, realizing the truth. The peach tree had endured three lightning strikes, and its wood was brimming with Green Thunder Qi. While invaluable to him, it posed a genuine threat to weaker plants.
"Fine. Where would you like to grow?"
The tree's gnarled branches swayed. "I sense something dark and cold nearby. That direction feels right."
King Yellow Wind followed its gaze to the Liusha Country ruins, now overrun by a Ghost Immortal and its ghastly army.
He chuckled. "Excellent. You'll love it there. A peach tree warding off ghosts—it's poetic."
Rallying the Troops
AsKing Yellow Wind descended the mountain, a commotion erupted near Moon-Swallowing Lake.
A golden carp leapt high into the air, a radiant figure among a gathering of aquatic demons.
"Old Yellow!" the carp called out in its childish yet authoritative voice.
"You're off to fight, aren't you? Take me along!"
The carp's tone was proud, yet its youthful naivety was impossible to miss.
King Yellow Wind folded his arms.
"And who told you I was off to fight?"
The carp pointed toward the camp.
"I'm small, not stupid. Why else would you rally the troops?"
Its retinue of catfish, crabs, and turtles nodded solemnly in agreement.
King Yellow Wind raised a brow.
"Well, aren't you clever?".。
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