"No restrictions on gender—only talent matters.
Such boldness… Only the Great Yi Dynasty would dare this.
Who could resist such an opportunity?
To command a million-strong army—that's enough to thrill anyone.
And who says women are inferior to men?"
The veiled woman's eyes shimmered as she read the Summoning Generals Order (聚将令). Temptation danced across her gaze. She knew all too well: this era may favor cultivators, but female cultivators were still often treated as weaker, inferior. Most forces, even when allowing women on the battlefield, rarely entrusted them with command.
The truth was, many men simply couldn't stand to see women standing above them. It was perceived as a humiliation, especially for those with fragile pride. And the more successful a woman became, the more their presence seemed to highlight the men's inadequacies.
Thus, in military ranks, women were often sidelined—regardless of ability.
But in Great Yi, things were different. Female generals like Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying were legendary, their names already spread across the Divine-Demon Battlefield.
For many women, they were idols—proof that Great Yi's promise was real.
"I wonder what kind of tests Great Yi will give..."She murmured to herself, nervous yet hopeful.
After all, Great Yi was the top human Destiny Dynasty, and not just anyone could qualify to lead an army there.
Elsewhere, on a battlefield outside a war city, the ground was littered with corpses.
A man in black iron armor, wielding a long spear, had just slain an Eternal Night demon when a white flyer floated down before him.
He caught it.
"A recruitment order… Great Yi is expanding its military, seeking generals.
Whoever passes the tests can command a million soldiers.
If true, this is a path straight to the heavens...
Emperor Yi is said to be broad-minded, a true sage-king.
It's a pity that Marshal Yue never had a chance to serve such a worthy lord."
The battle-hardened man sighed, determination flashing in his eyes.
To a true general, leading troops was the only way to unleash one's full potential. Personal strength alone could never decide a battlefield's fate.
Joining a great force, leading armies—that was the proper path.
With that thought firm in mind, he poured his true essence into the flyer.
A light flashed.
Before him, a spatial gate opened.
The flyer wasn't just an announcement—it contained a space imprint, allowing immediate transport to White Crow City (白鸦城). It was fast, convenient, and, most importantly—safe.
Anyone holding the flyer would instinctively understand how to use it.
This design ensured maximum efficiency—no time wasted, no risk.
Thanks to this, White Crow City was already on the verge of becoming a focal point of the entire battlefield. Countless cultivators—whether or not they planned to participate—would head there simply for curiosity or ambition.
After all, Great Yi was the spiritual pillar of the human race, and White Crow City was its war capital. Who wouldn't want to see it with their own eyes?
Still, it was worth noting: only the way there was safe. Return transport? Not guaranteed.
In another city, a man holding a saber looked up at the sky. The flyer in his hand trembled slightly in the wind.
His expression was solemn, weathered by hardship—but now, a strange light glinted in his eyes.
"The Great Yi Dynasty… the public face of humanity, our unshakable pillar.
How many people have survived only because Great Yi gave them hope?
I've suffered enough for crimes I didn't commit. But if Great Yi calls—
Then I'll gamble again.
I believe Emperor Yi is no petty man.
If I die, then let it be for the human race.
So be it!"
He opened the space gate and stepped through.
Scenes like his played out across numerous battlefronts.
Clearly, many still held immense faith in Great Yi.
Countless generals across the realms were tempted. Though many suppressed the urge, they couldn't entirely quash it.
Not only humans, either.
Many non-human races also received the flyers.
In one city, two stunning women held a flyer, reading it with interest. Each had unique beast-like ears—a mark of their race.
They were female fairies of the Fey race (妖精族).
The Fey race resembled elves, but with key differences.
Elves were typically born from Ancient Spirit Trees, and their magic leaned toward nature, bows, and spells.
Fey, on the other hand, came from Ancient Fey Trees, and were born more mysterious, seductive, and elusive. They practiced a strange blend of bewitching magic and alchemy, with unpredictable, often exotic effects.
Above all, they loved shiny coins—a trait eerily similar to the dragons of the West.
"Let's go. Let's see what this Great Yi Dynasty is all about.
This must be a grand event for the human race. It'll be packed.
That Emperor Yi—he's said to be one of the top genius monsters even in the Eternal Night Realm.
Our princess is no slouch, but even she doesn't claim to surpass him.
Just seeing him would make the trip worth it."
One fairy smiled.
"Yes, let's go together. It should be safe enough."The other nodded.
Without hesitation, they activated the flyer, opened a space gate, and disappeared into it—bound for White Crow City.
Scenes like this repeated endlessly across the Divine-Demon Battlefield.
The name of Great Yi, and of Yi Tianxing, drew people in like a tidal wave.
Had it been anyone else issuing such an order, the world might have ignored it.
Even many human immortal sects were moved.
Not all came to participate. Many came just to watch or to satisfy their curiosity.
After all, Yi Tianxing's name had echoed through their ears countless times. Who wouldn't want to see the man in person?
As the flyers spread far and wide...
White Crow City was undergoing rapid transformation.
More and more cultivators, generals, and foreign elites poured in, visibly thickening the city's energy with each hour.
The city grew more lively by the moment.
In the City Lord's Mansion, Liu Bowen and Zhuge Liang stood together.
"Emperor," Liu Bowen said, "White Crow City has become a hub of activity because of the Summoning Generals Order.
Not only generals, but countless strong cultivators from all races have arrived.
As of now, there are already hundreds of thousands, and the number is still rising rapidly.
It could easily break into the millions."
Yi Tianxing looked at them calmly.
"And what is it you wish to suggest?"
He had already guessed they had more on their minds.
"Since they're all gathered here, and each one strong,
why not use this chance to open a Mutual Market (互市)?"Zhuge Liang proposed.
"Let these cultivators engage in open trade. Buy, sell, exchange freely.
It would generate immense invisible benefits for us."
Liu Bowen added:
"And naturally, all trade should use Eternal Coins (永恒币).
This will help deepen their trust in our currency and spread our influence further.
Even without taxing the market, we'll gain massive prestige by hosting it.
It will show that Great Yi welcomes all races and follows the philosophy of 'Teaching without discrimination, tolerance above all'.
As long as they respect our laws, they may come and go freely.
And if we can hold one market like this, we can hold two, then three…"
Yi Tianxing smiled.
Clearly, he approved.