Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything
Chapter 899 - 899: Great Emperor, something's wrong!

As one of the Four Sovereigns, the Emperor of Longevity had a certain confidence in his identity and status.

This calamity during the Journey to the West for Scriptures was a test he designed himself. The Emperor of Longevity believed that if the Journey to the West Team wanted to stop the torrential rains and cure the plagues, they would inevitably turn to the Heavenly Court for help.

And because of his presence, the Journey to the West Team would certainly encounter obstacles everywhere.

At that time, with nowhere to turn, the Journey to the West Team would definitely come back to plead before him.

The thought of the Journey to the West Team having nowhere to turn and only being able to come and beg him again made the Emperor of Longevity somewhat expectant, truly wanting to see the scene at that time.

The first time they came, that rascal monkey Sun Wukong actually dared to say things like "nonsense" in the hall?

Really curious to see what expression that rascal monkey would have the second time he comes.

In front of the Great Jade Emperor, he would call him "Jade Emperor Old Man," yet here he becomes much more obedient. Doesn't this make it clear how capable he is?

Moreover, Manjushri Bodhisattva had died, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had died, and even Qinghua had an arm severed by the Journey to the West Team...

But here, they must humble themselves to seek him, doesn't this highlight his prowess even more?

At this time, people from the Three Realms and Six Paths are horrified and keep their distance from the Journey to the West Team.

If he could make the Journey to the West Team bow their heads to him this time, his reputation would undoubtedly rise even further.

Just the thought of it makes him look forward to it, almost impatient to see the Journey to the West Team bowing to him.

...

Not to mention the Emperor of Longevity of the Heavenly Court, who at this moment harbors such aspirations in his heart. In the villages and towns of the Mortal World, a large scroll pieced together from many pieces of cloth had a blood letter written on it.

Then, tens of thousands of villagers pressed their handprints on this blood letter.

The collective faith of countless people gathered on this blood letter, and its effect was identical to the previous Umbrella of the Masses of the Lion Camel Kingdom.

Then, under the leadership of Zen Master Fahai, countless people came before Jiang Liu.

"Everyone? What do you intend to do?" Jiang Liu asked incredulously, surprise on his face as he watched Zen Master Fahai and the others approach him.

"Master Xuanzang, we, tens of thousands, have written a blood letter, hoping, ahem, hoping the master will agree to our request..." Secretly admiring Jiang Liu's acting skills, Zen Master Fahai spoke to Jiang Liu.

"A blood letter from tens of thousands? What do you need this humble monk's assistance with?" Jiang Liu's expression gave no hint that he had prior knowledge of this matter as he turned to Zen Master Fahai and asked.

"Please, master, have a look!" He signaled the two young men beside him to unfurl the blood letter completely in front of Jiang Liu.

On this blood letter, the densely packed handprints were not aesthetically pleasing, but they were truly moving.

After carefully reading the contents of the blood letter, Jiang Liu's expression grew more serious. "So, you believe the continuous torrential rain in Southern Dipper City is an anomaly, and you suspect there is a mastermind behind it, wishing for this humble monk to uphold justice for you?"

After reading the blood letter, Jiang Liu asked.

"Indeed! We implore Master Xuanzang to help these people in dire straits!" Zen Master Fahai nodded, speaking as he knelt to the ground.

"Please help us, master!" echoed by countless villagers behind Zen Master Fahai, all kneeling in unison.

The sight of tens of thousands of villagers kneeling before Jiang Liu was truly magnificent.

"Old Zen Master, please rise!" Jiang Liu swiftly stepped forward to assist Zen Master Fahai from the ground.

Simultaneously, he addressed the villagers who had knelt down, "Everyone, please rise! This humble monk agrees to your request!"

"Thank you, master!" the villagers shouted in unison, their voices filled with cheers in response to Jiang Liu's words.

With Jiang Liu's consent, the villagers rejoiced, and Jiang Liu could sense an inexhaustible flow of the Power of Faith, like countless starlit points, merging into his being, enhancing his destiny even further.

This faith and destiny were intangible, but Jiang Liu could distinctly feel their presence.

"Thank you, master, thank you!" As Zen Master Fahai was helped to his feet by Jiang Liu, he couldn't stop expressing gratitude.

With the request of the blood letter resolved, Jiang Liu had agreed, and the matter was thoroughly settled.

Then, Jiang Liu spoke some words in the village and town, expressing his intentions, bolstering his credibility further.

With no desire to linger, Jiang Liu summoned Sun Wukong and decided to head over to Southern Dipper City together.

With the torrential rains persisting day after day without the slightest intention of stopping, naturally, it was necessary to seek clues on the Southern Dipper City side.

Meanwhile, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and the White Dragon Horse remained in the village and town, serving as guardians for these humans.

Otherwise, if demons and ghosts appeared and wiped out all these humans, it would be bad.

"Master, you're truly skillful!" After leaving the village, Sun Wukong praised Jiang Liu.

"Wukong, when did you get infected by Bajie?"

Those words of praise aren't usually Sun Wukong's style; he prefers to argue with me. Suddenly complimenting me, it feels a bit unfamiliar to Jiang Liu.

"Uh, Master, do you actually prefer me to curse at you?" Surprisingly, when complimenting for once, the Master reacts this way, making Sun Wukong's face a bit dark.

Then he said, "Master, you really are just like those in the Buddhist Sect, calculating motives and playing with people's hearts!"

"Forget it, Wukong, you should learn from Bajie; it's not bad!" Sun Wukong's words made Jiang Liu's mouth twitch, then he spoke.

Saying he's like others in the Buddhist Sect calculating and playing with hearts—isn't that insulting me?

"Actually, I, Old Sun, am not that stubborn. Although your methods are similar to other Buddhist Sect members, your aims are entirely different, that I do know!"

"They keep calculating this and that, all for their own gain, sometimes not even sparing their own people!"

"But Master, although you also calculate, your ultimate aim is to help others, and that's what's most important! If you couldn't calculate, how could you protect yourself amidst the Immortals and Buddhas' plans and even help others?"

Sun Wukong spoke earnestly to Jiang Liu.

"Hmm, not bad!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Jiang Liu's face showed some gratification, nodding slightly. With a look of "Child, you've finally matured," he said, "Wukong, throughout this Journey to the West, you've grown not only your cultivation but also gained better insights than before!"

"When people see more and experience more, they always grow!" Hearing Jiang Liu's words, Sun Wukong smiled and nodded.

The Master and disciple conversing like this, soon returned to Southern Dipper City.

Recently, the torrential rains had turned Southern Dipper City into a vast swamp, looking like an ocean when viewed.

Almost all buildings were submerged.

However, about a dozen miles northwest of Southern Dipper City, there was a big mountain, and the water had reached halfway up the mountain, standing out prominently.

Floating in mid-air, looking around from above, they didn't see anything amiss, so Jiang Liu and Sun Wukong landed in the mountain.

"Master, there's someone in this mountain!" After landing, Sun Wukong suddenly said.

"Oh? Are there survivors from Southern Dipper City hiding in this mountain?" Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Jiang Liu asked.

"No, the person's cultivation level is very high!" Sun Wukong shook his head.

While speaking, he reached into his ear and pulled out the Iron Rod, thrusting it forward.

Following his heart's desire, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel instantly extended, then with an exclamation, it pierced a shadow, revealing someone.

It was none other than the Bodhisattva of Golden Light.

"Amitabha, so it's the Bodhisattva of Golden Light…" Seeing the figure brought out by Sun Wukong, Jiang Liu clasped his hands together and politely said.

"Xuanzang, it's you!" Being poked out by the Golden Cudgel, the Bodhisattva of Golden Light seemed somewhat embarrassed, after tidying himself a bit, clasped hands together as well and said.

"May I ask Bodhisattva, why hide in this mountain?" After exchanging greetings, Jiang Liu asked the Bodhisattva of Golden Light.

"Well, I happened to pass by and felt a bit tired, so I came down to rest for a while…" Looking hesitant, the Bodhisattva of Golden Light then answered.

"Bodhisattva, I think you're lying, aren't you?"

Just as the Bodhisattva of Golden Light finished speaking, Sun Wukong couldn't help but say.

"With this torrential rain, if you wanted to rest, this wouldn't be the place to do it! Could the endless rain over Southern Dipper City these days be related to you, Bodhisattva?" Sun Wukong spoke, questioning the Bodhisattva of Golden Light.

…

In the Heavenly Court, in the Hall of Longevity, the Hall quietly awaited the Journey to the West Team's arrival, to humble themselves.

Soon, a Golden Armored God General appeared.

"Is it about the Journey to the West Team?" Seeing the god general walking briskly, the Emperor of Longevity asked.

"Yes, Great Emperor!" The god general nodded seriously.

However, the god general reported not about Xuanzang and the others seeking audience, but said, "Great Emperor, it's not good, Xuanzang and Sun Wukong have discovered the Bodhisattva of Golden Light!"

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