Chapter 166: What Plan to Devise? The Happy Marshal Tianpeng

Su Chen's brows furrowed even tighter.

Guarding, it couldn't be guarded; attacking, it couldn't be broken.

This was simply a dead end.

He picked up a white stone, rubbed it repeatedly in his hand, but was unable to place it down for a long time.

On the chessboard, the white stones had been surrounded tightly, and no matter where he placed them, he could not change the fate of being swallowed.

"Is there really no way?"

Su Chen's heart sank.

This was the first time he had felt so powerless since coming to this world.

What he was facing was no longer some demon king or some god, but two behemoths standing at the pinnacle of the Three Realms.

Their power and their calculations were far beyond the scope he could currently contend with.

In the face of absolute strength, any strategy seemed so pale.

"Brother Su Chen." The Bull Niu Mowang had come behind him at some point.

Su Chen came back to his senses, looked up, and saw the Bull Niu Mowang with a worried look on his face.

"Still thinking of a way?" the Bull Niu Mowang asked.

"Hmm." Su Chen nodded, "Thought of a few ways, but none of them work."

The Bull Niu Mowang sat opposite him, looked at the chess game, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "Brother Su Chen, do you think seventh brother is doomed this time?"

Su Chen looked at him and saw a trace of despair in the eyes of this Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

Among everyone, only he and the Bull Niu Mowang understood the terror of the Heavenly Court and the Fomen.

"Brother Bull, the chess game isn't over yet; it's too early to talk about winning or losing."

"It's not that we have no chance." Su Chen regained his usual calmness and steadiness.

"The game set up by the Heavenly Court and the Fomen together always has a variable."

"Variable?" The Bull Niu Mowang was a bit puzzled.

"Yes." A sharp light flashed in Su Chen's eyes, "This variable is Brother Monkey himself."

"As long as Brother Monkey can successfully come out of seclusion, we still have a chance."

"Brother Bull, from now on, I need all the intelligence power of the Demon Alliance. Let Yan Que and the others spread the net and keep an eye on the movements of the Heavenly Court and Lingshan at all times!"

Looking at Su Chen's rekindled confidence, the Bull Niu Mowang's heart also settled down.

He felt that this young human man, who had been creating miracles since they met, would definitely be able to think of a way.

"Good!" The Bull Niu Mowang nodded heavily, "Brother Su Chen, from today on, the entire intelligence system of the Demon Alliance will be mobilized by you!"

Su Chen sat back on the stone seat and looked at the chessboard.

The Heavenly Court and the Fomen were by no means impregnable.

The Journey to the West catastrophe involved too much karma and interest.

The Daoist Sect, the Heavenly Court, the Demon Clan, the Human Clan... all forces were intertwined.

He didn't believe that in such a big game, everyone was willing to be a pawn of the Fomen.

There must be a gap, there must be a place he could use.

"What on earth is it?"

Su Chen's brain was running at high speed, trying to find that glimmer of survival from the intricate karma lines.

And just when the atmosphere of Huaguo Mountain was repressive and they were trying their best to find a way to break the situation.

The Heavenly Court, however, was a different scene.

To thank Tathagata Buddha for subduing the demon monkey, the Heavenly Court held a grand banquet.

This time, the Heavenly Court did not make a big fanfare; only Tathagata Buddha and the gods of the Heavenly Court attended the banquet.

Yaochi, filled with immortal mist and thousands of auspicious auras.

On the throne, the Jade Emperor was full of spring breeze, looking at the gathering of immortals and gods below, his mood was indescribably comfortable.

Everything was finally back on track.

Although the process had some twists and turns and made the Heavenly Court lose some face, the result was good.

"All immortals, today, the demon monkey has been subdued, and the Three Realms have returned to peace; this is the fortune of the Heavenly Dao and the blessing of all living beings!" The Jade Emperor raised the glazed cup in his hand, his voice loud, "I, toast everyone a cup!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for your prestige and virtue in sweeping away the demons and evils!"

The immortals stood up together, shouting and drinking; for a time, in Yaochi, the sounds of flattery and praise were endless.

The atmosphere of the banquet was enthusiastic and harmonious.

Immortal maidens carried plates of rare fruits and nectar, shuttling between the seats.

In the center of the dance floor, dozens of graceful fairies were dancing to the immortal music.

However, in this scene of singing and dancing, there was one person who seemed a bit absent-minded.

The Great Marshal of the Tianhe Water Army, Tianpeng, was holding a wine cup, but his eyes were staring straight at the center of the dance floor, at the figure in white, cold and moon-like.

Fairy Chang'e.

Today, she seemed even more beautiful than usual.

Her beautiful face, without any makeup, her dance movements light and agile, every movement tugged at Marshal Tianpeng's heart.

He was a bit infatuated.

Su Chen's words had awakened him.

Since then, he no longer foolishly had a crush, but every few days, he would find an excuse to go to the Guanghan Palace.

At first, Chang'e was still cold and indifferent to him.

But Marshal Tianpeng was not discouraged and continued to go with a thick face.

Gradually, Chang'e's cold attitude loosened a little.

He was knocking open that frozen heart door bit by bit.

As time passed, the relationship between Tianpeng and Chang'e gradually warmed up.

Marshal Tianpeng felt that the look in Chang'e's eyes when she looked at him was no longer the indifference and alienation of the beginning, but a bit more softness.

"Marshal, Marshal?"

Beside him, a colleague pushed him.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Tianpeng came back to his senses and asked somewhat blankly.

The colleague pointed to the dance floor and smiled with a wink: "Marshal, the dance is over, and your eyes still can't move away?"

Marshal Tianpeng then discovered that the fairies on the dance floor had already saluted and retreated.

And Chang'e was preparing to return to her seat.

Her gaze, inadvertently, met Marshal Tianpeng's gaze in the air for a moment.

Then, like a frightened rabbit, she quickly lowered her eyelids, and a faint blush flew onto her fair cheeks.

It was this blush that made Marshal Tianpeng's heart jump wildly.

He felt that all the blood in his body was boiling at this moment.

Just today!

A thought grew wildly in Marshal Tianpeng's heart.

He wanted to break through this last layer of window paper!

He picked up the wine cup and drank the immortal brew in the cup in one gulp; the fine wine seemed to give him infinite courage.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked toward Chang'e.

"Fairy Chang'e."

Marshal Tianpeng walked in front of Chang'e.

Chang'e looked up at Tianpeng, who was standing in front of her, tall and heroic.

"Marshal, is something the matter?" she asked softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

"I..." Marshal Tianpeng looked at Chang'e's beautiful face, and for a moment, he had a belly full of words prepared, but he couldn't say a single one.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his face was flushed red.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Chang'e "puffed" and laughed.

This smile was like the melting of an iceberg and the blooming of moonlight, making everything around her pale in comparison.

Marshal Tianpeng was stunned.

But it was also this smile that finally allowed the words stuck in his throat to be spoken smoothly.

"Fairy, after the banquet, may Tianpeng send you back to Guanghan Palace?"

He said it all in one breath, looking at Chang'e nervously, waiting for her answer.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The immortal music in Yaochi and the noise of the immortals seemed to be far away from him.

In his world, there was only this woman in front of him.

Chang'e looked at Marshal Tianpeng's expectant and nervous eyes, and the blush on her face deepened.

She bit her lip and finally nodded lightly.

"Good."

One word, light and airy.

But to Marshal Tianpeng, it was no less than the sound of the Heavenly Dao!

He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, showed Chang'e a smile he thought was handsome, nodded, then turned around and strode back to his seat. ===== CHAPTER 167 =====