Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven
Chapter 49 - 49 49 'They' Are Coming Back

49: Chapter 49 ‘They’ Are Coming Back 49: Chapter 49 ‘They’ Are Coming Back Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva felt tense at heart, yet he could not restrain himself from sighing, “Thankfully, the Queen Mother has not come.”

Screech.

A cry of a bird.

The enormous body of the Bluebird plunged into Trayastrimsa Heaven.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva slapped himself in the face, cursing his own blabbering mouth.

“Shut your mouth.”

Even Amitabha Buddha couldn’t keep his composure.

The Queen Mother, also known as the Queen Mother of the West, Turquoise Pool Golden Mother, and so on.

She was born from the Innate Yin Energy, ruling over all female immortals, as the leader among them.

The Queen Mother of the West’s seniority even surpasses that of the Jade Emperor, Great Heavenly Venerate, making her one of the oldest goddesses between heaven and earth.

Her arrival made even Amitabha Buddha nervous.

Great Emperor Ziwei and the others quickly offered their respects, calling out, “We greet the Queen Mother of the West.”

Although the Queen Mother of the West’s official rank might not be higher than theirs, her seniority was immense.

Moreover, the strength of the Queen Mother of the West was another reason for their respect.

The Queen Mother of the West was clad in magnificent attire, her entire being shrouded in a layer of misty immortal light, exuding nobility and elegance.

With every gesture she made, she commanded great authority.

She nodded lightly, and her majestic yet pleasant voice sounded, “Four Heavenly Kings, there is no need for such formalities.

I have come here to request that both sides refrain from conflict, for peace is of the utmost importance.”

Great Emperor Ziwei frowned, as the Queen Mother of the West was apparently not here to aid them.

He said in a heavy voice, “Your Majesty, it is not that we wish to make things difficult for the Buddhist Realm, but rather that the Buddhist Realm refuses to submit to the Heavenly Court’s jurisdiction, amasses its own forces, protects the Demon Head, and is unwilling to cooperate with the investigation.

They are even ready to clash with us.

I beseech Your Majesty to see the truth of the matter.”

The Queen Mother of the West let out a sigh, saying, “I come here in the name of Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate to request that you all refrain from fighting.

I ask that you all do me this favor.”

Great Emperor Ziwei and the others were visibly moved.

Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate himself was forbidding them to fight.

But what did this imply?

Since the rise of the Buddhist Sect, there had been continuous conflicts with the Daoist Sect.

As one of The Three Pure Ones of Daoism, they were expected to want to confront the Buddhist Sect.

“All of you are supreme deities of the Three Realms; surely, you must sense that certain beings are about to return.

I ask that you do not engage in internal strife, but instead prepare for the imminent disaster.”

The Queen Mother of the West appeared somewhat helpless.

Amitabha Buddha was visibly shaken.

He stared at the Queen Mother of the West and asked, “Your Majesty, are they truly about to return?”

The Queen Mother of the West nodded and answered, “There’s such a tendency, though it’s not certain yet, which is why we need to make preparations in advance.

The most crucial thing now is to conserve our strength to face the great calamity when it comes.”

Great Immortal Zhenyuan said gravely, “If it is truly their return, the present strength of the Three Realms may not be sufficient to overcome them.”

Everyone was taken aback.

The Three Realms had the Three Pure Ones and Four Heavenly Kings, numerous top-tier Great Immortals.

There were also the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist Sect, extraordinary masters like Amitabha Buddha and Bodhisattva Zhunti.

Yet now, Great Immortal Zhenyuan suggested that they might not be a match for “them.”

Who were “they”?

And why were they so formidable?

“That’s why Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate wants you all to conserve your strength.

The Buddhist Realm is currently one of the strongest forces in the Three Realms and naturally must not be damaged,” the Queen Mother of the West explained.

Nezha disdainfully said, “What kind of enemy is so formidable?

Let them come out and fight me, the Crown Prince, in battle.”

Immortal Master Erlang glared at him, saying, “Don’t speak nonsense.”

The Queen Mother of the West let out a faint smile and said, “Great God of the Three Altars of the Ocean is indeed one of the top gods of the Three Realms, but when compared to ‘them,’ he still falls short.

If the Great God could step into the realm of Heavenly Venerate, perhaps he could be comparable to the strong among ‘them’.”

Upon hearing this, everyone drew a sharp breath.

Great Emperor Ziwei took a deep breath and said, “I understand.

Today, the Buddhist Realm will be spared, but let me make myself clear—if there is a next time, even if it costs the strength of the Three Realms, I will annihilate the Buddhist Realm.”

“Agreed.”

All three Great Emperors said as much.

The assembly of the Buddhist Realm also heaved a sigh of relief.

Avoiding a battle with the Four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Court was naturally the best outcome.

Bodhisattva Zhunti nodded at Queen Mother of the West and took his retinue to leave Trayastrimsa Heaven.

Great Emperor Ziwei also left with Zhu Bajie, and the other Great Emperors departed one after another.

Great Immortal Zhenyuan and Sun Wukong exchanged nods and left with the Ox Demon King on their clouds.

Immortal Master Erlang gave Sun Wukong a look, hesitated to speak, but ultimately left with Nezha.

Sun Wukong also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Queen Mother of the West.

Wukong chuckled awkwardly and asked, “Your Majesty, what do you want with me?”

“I would like to discuss the matter of you bullying the Bluebird last time,” said Queen Mother of the West indifferently.

As expected, it was about that.

Sun Wukong’s face was a picture of bitter smiles.

He approached Queen Mother of the West, not too close, and said to her Bluebird, “Fairy, I was offensive before, you can hit or scold me as you wish.”

The Bluebird was somewhat panicked, nearly ready to spread its wings and flee.

Queen Mother of the West couldn’t help but laugh and shake her head.

She said, “You monkey, always bullying my Bluebird.

Fine, I won’t punish you, but if you happen to meet the immortals of my Kunlun, please take care of them.”

“Of course, of course.”

Sun Wukong agreed immediately.

His eyes gleamed as he rubbed his hands and said, “Your Majesty, in the fight just now, that Bald Donkey Amitabha grievously wounded me with his underhanded methods.

I wonder if you might spare a few nine-thousand-year peaches to help Old Sun heal?”

The surrounding Buddhist disciples and Bodhisattvas widened their eyes in shock.

Sun Wukong’s way of referring to Amitabha Buddha was indeed very disrespectful.

“You lazy monkey, you just want to swindle my peaches.

There is no injury there,” Queen Mother of the West said, yet still gifted Sun Wukong three nine-thousand-year peaches of immortality.

Sun Wukong eagerly accepted them and thanked Queen Mother of the West.

Queen Mother of the West knew this monkey was a considerate fellow.

Having formed a good bond, she was confident that if her Kunlun fairies were ever in danger, Sun Wukong would not stand idly by.

With a slight smile, she patted the Bluebird, which then spread its wings and took flight.

Wukong grinned, suddenly realizing that he was surrounded by hostile gazes.

The smile vanished from his face.

He noticed that everyone had left, and he was the only one still in Trayastrimsa Heaven.

After swallowing hard, Sun Wukong chuckled awkwardly, spurred on his Somersault Cloud, and in a flash, broke through Trayastrimsa Heaven, distancing himself from the place.

Only when he was out of the Buddhist Realm did Sun Wukong wipe the cold sweat from his brow.

Had he been a little slower just now, the fellows from the Buddhist Realm might not have been able to resist striking, keeping him there.

Trayastrimsa Heaven, where over sixty percent of the Buddhist Realm’s experts were gathered, might actually have been too much for his Immortal Body to withstand.

“That monkey sure knows how to run fast,” said Master of the Black Nest coldly.

The next moment, he found himself surrounded by the people of the Buddhist Realm.

Master of the Black Nest’s expression shifted slightly as he fixed his gaze on Amitabha Buddha and demanded, “Amitabha Buddha, what is the meaning of this?”

“Who was that man just now?

The one who rescued Boxun?”

Amitabha’s eyes carried an uncontrollable unease.

He had a feeling he might have been outplayed.