The rhythmic beat of drums and the clash of gongs filled the air at the eastern gate of Yu's capital. Firecrackers exploded with a deafening roar, red flags flapped in the wind, and the streets were packed with an ocean of people.0

With each thunderous stomp, a terrifying giant beast emerged, its mane like a lion’s and scales resembling a dragon’s, as it stepped into the city. Even though it consciously attempted to adopt a posture to make itself appear smaller, it still towered over a zhang tall.0

This was the legendary spirit beast, Suanni—the mount of the great General Wu Anmin.0

Seated atop the beast, Wu Anmin wore a suit of bright red armor. His brows were sharp as swords, and his eyes keen as an eagle's, exuding a dignified aura. Despite the thunderous cheers of the capital’s citizens, his expression remained calm, showing no trace of joy.0

It was understandable. For a general of the Yu Dynasty, leading an army of thirty thousand elite soldiers to conquer a small island with a population of just over twenty thousand hardly qualified as a true military achievement.0

Wu Anmin yearned to achieve real...0