Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 85: Scapegoating and Good Drama

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Scapegoating and Good Drama

Cloud Tower Palace.

Ne Zha had not yet emerged from his low spirits and was very dejected.

Although he had publicly renounced his apprenticeship with Tai Yi and left the Chan Teaching, it was impossible to forget the many years of experience in an instant.

After he went to apologize to Lady Shi Ji and Ao Bing, Ao Bing, now a Star Lord, grudgingly forgave him, but Lady Shi Ji did not forgive him because her two disciples could no longer be brought back to life,

This made him very disheartened, feeling that his sins were inerasable.

Suddenly a celestial official came in to report that the Great Sage Equalling Heaven had come to visit.

Ne Zha would have been very happy to hear of a visitor in the past, but this time he had no energy and just listlessly lay on a railing, dispirited and only said, "Let him in."

When Sun Wukong came in and saw Ne Zha looking like this, he didn’t plan on giving any advice. Instead, he said with a playful laugh, "Third Prince, get up quick, there’s work to do."

"Don’t want to move." Ne Zha sat up, lazily propping up his chin.

"The case of Wood Treasury Star Lord Deng Hua’s murder is still unresolved," Sun Wukong added. "His Majesty tasked you to supervise Wukong’s investigation, do you remember?"

"Oh, I trust you. You just go ahead and investigate. If anything happens, I’ll take the blame." Ne Zha yawned.

"I’m going to catch True Immortal Huang Long, are you coming?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"What?!" Ne Zha suddenly became animated, and then without waiting for Sun Wukong to say anything more, he stood up, "Let’s go, let’s go! Of course, I’ll go!"

Sun Wukong’s smile grew wider; indeed, the right remedy was needed for the situation.

Immediately, the two took a team of Heavenly Soldiers, armed and armored, swaggering out of the South Heaven Gate, descending to the lower world.

Before long, the two returned to Heaven.

This time, Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Jingu Bang had turned into a flagpole, and hanging from it was True Immortal Huang Long.

This shame of the Chan Teaching’s Twelve Golden Immortals was bound with the Binding Immortal Rope and was continuously cursing.

"You two shameless villains, I am a disciple of a Saint, how dare you treat me like this!"

"Oh, my poor crane, who the hell killed my immortal crane!"

"Framing and entrapment, this is framing and entrapment!"

Sun Wukong let him shout without imposing the Silencing Curse.

Just moments before, he and Ne Zha had gone to Two Immortals Mountain Magu Cave and captured True Immortal Huang Long without much effort.

The bastard truly deserved to be the disgrace of the Chan Teaching’s Twelve Golden Immortals; his strength was genuinely poor.

Then after a search, they indeed found evidence of True Immortal Huang Long’s collusion with demon cults and the smuggling of Heavenly Weapons, including a batch of Dragon Scaled Spears and armor ready for trade.

However, True Immortal Huang Long’s crane had died, which seemed to be where the problem lay.

Of course, Sun Wukong had long known he was wrongly accused and didn’t plan to investigate thoroughly. After consulting the Jade Emperor, he simply had him locked in the celestial prison, to keep company with Star Lord Xiao Zhen.

This incident caused quite a stir and quickly spread throughout the Heavenly Court, shocking all the immortals.

Even if True Immortal Huang Long was no good, he was still a direct disciple of a Saint and had once been one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Teaching, holding a much higher status than Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua.

Now Sun Wukong had dared to directly capture True Immortal Huang Long—could it be that the Jade Emperor was about to take action against Chan Teaching?

Not long after, news spread that True Immortal Huang Long was in collusion with demon cults, smuggling a large cache of Heavenly Weapons.

The Jade Emperor was furious and demanded a thorough investigation; should the evidence prove incontrovertible, severe punishment was inevitable.

Changsheng Great Emperor, the Southern Extremity Longevity Star, also made a statement, saying the disciples of Chan Teaching acted in accordance with Heaven and were righteous individuals. There must be something hidden in this affair, and he requested the Jade Emperor not to let the real evildoers go, nor to wrong a good person.

The atmosphere in the Heavenly Court suddenly became tense, as though two armies were at a standoff, with all the immortals’ attention focused on this matter.

It wasn’t until another assembly at the Lingxiao Treasure Hall that the Jade Emperor suddenly told the gathering of Immortal Officers and Divine Generals that he wanted them to watch a good show.

With a sweep of his sleeve, he brought out the Haotian Mirror and suspended it above the grand hall.

Within the rippling surface of the mirror appeared the solitary figure of someone flying through the starry sky.

The immortals looked around and then realized that the Lone Star Lord hadn’t attended the court, and everyone began to speculate about the emperor’s intentions.

Could it be that the emperor intended to act not only against the Chan Teaching but also against the Sect of Interception?

The expressions of the many divine enthroners from the Sect of Interception present grew stern.

But soon, the scene in the Haotian Mirror changed, and the faces of all the immortals changed as well.

...

Every so often, Yu Hua would go to the dazzling starry in the north of the Heavenly Court to pay respects to his master, the Golden Spirit, Mother of the Dipper.

Today was such a day, and he traveled alone through the vast Heaven, crossing the Milky Way on a cloud.

This place was far from the Heavenly Court, with no heavenly soldiers patrolling, only dead stars of various sizes scattered about, very desolate.

Suddenly, Yu Hua stopped.

He saw two figures ahead, one a white-clad boy with a gourd at his waist and the other was a small and skinny dwarf.

"Friends from the Chan Teaching, why do you block my way?" Yu Hua frowned and asked, wary.

"We need a favor from you," said Tuxing Sun with a sleazy smile, tossing out a gleaming golden rope.

"Take this!"

"The Binding Immortal Rope?" Yu Hua quickly retreated, trying to escape.

"Think you can get away?" Bai He, the boy with the gourd, uncorked the mouth of the gourd, and a powerful whirlwind swept towards Yu Hua.

"Ah, not good!" Yu Hua cried out in alarm. He had barely turned around when the whirlwind sucked him in, then he was tightly bound by the Binding Immortal Rope, and finally, he was pulled into the gourd.

In the lonely expanse of the starry sky, only two figures remained.

"Thought it would be a bit of trouble, but who would have thought it would be so simple," Tuxing Sun laughed. "It seems this chap was all show, back then he relied solely on the magical powers of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife."

"Just caught him off guard," Bai He, the boy, said calmly.

"As brother says..." Tuxing Sun’s words were cut off abruptly as he leaped back and threw out another Binding Immortal Rope.

"Too late!" Bai He, the boy with the gourd, unleashed another powerful whirlwind that ensnared Tuxing Sun, and with a swift motion, he impaled Tuxing Sun with his sword.

"Brother, why?" Tuxing Sun was bewildered. "I swear upon the heavens that even if captured, I would never betray you. Why then must you kill me?"

"A dead man can forever hold his tongue," Bai He, the boy, said with a cold gaze.

"Haha, my True Spirit is on the Investiture of the Gods list, you can’t kill me," Tuxing Sun burst out laughing.

"True Spirit? How did Deng Hua die?" Bai He, the boy, sneered.

"Impossible, didn’t Bai Huaxiu say there was only one dose of that poison?" Tuxing Sun panicked. The poison provided by the demonic sect, which could kill Deng Hua, would undoubtedly kill him as well.

"She only gave you one dose," Bai He, the boy, shook his head. Suddenly, a demon aura surged from within him, streaming along the sword and into Tuxing Sun’s body.

"Brother, spare my life!" Tuxing Sun was in despair, but seeing that Bai He, the boy, did not cease his attack, he became angry: "Bai He, you heartless traitor, you will not die a good death!"

"Hmph!" Bai He, the boy, showed a cold demeanor as he fueled the poison on the tip of the sword with his demon aura.

"No..." In just a moment, Tuxing Sun lost all sound, his soul dissipated, and he was burned to ashes by a fire.

"Disgusting thing, should have died long ago."

In Bai He, the boy’s eyes, allowing Tuxing Sun to remain in the Chan Teaching was to tarnish its reputation.