Chapter 43

"When I have the chance in the future, I must lay out my plans well in this human Dao," Su Chen secretly made up his mind.

However, now was not the time to think about this.

The most urgent task was to go to the Shenzhou of Dongsheng and find Monkey Brother.

For one thing, he wanted to see how he was doing now.

For another, he also wanted to see if he could earn some more Heavenly Secret Points from him.

After all, Sun Wukong is the core of the Journey to the West Great Tribulation, and the karma involved with him is the greatest.

As for that mysterious scroll...

Su Chen looked at his 150 Heavenly Secret Points, feeling a bit itchy in his heart.

Deciphering the scroll required 200 points, and he was still 50 points short.

"Soon, soon," he comforted himself. "Once I see Monkey Brother, I'll just find a reason to change some small thing, and 50 Heavenly Secret Points will be easy to get."

Thinking this way, Su Chen's mood became even more relaxed.

He didn't delay any longer, identified the direction, stepped on the green cloud, transformed into a stream of light, and sped toward the east.

The territory of the Southern Continent of Nanzhan was vast, and the population was dense.

Su Chen sped along, with endless cities and fields below, everywhere filled with the prosperous atmosphere of human fireworks.

Unlike the Western Continent of Xiuniu, which was filled with Buddhist light and immortal mountains, although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was relatively thin, that massive human Daoist fortune covered the entire Southern Continent of Nanzhan; here, whether they were demons or immortals, no one dared to easily stir up the wind and clouds.

He didn't stay too long in the Southern Continent of Nanzhan, spending a few days crossing this vast continent and arriving at the shore of the East Sea.

The vast East Sea was boundless.

The sea breeze blew, carrying a salty and damp smell.

Su Chen took a deep breath, didn't stop at all, rode the cloud again, and threw himself into the embrace of the vast ocean.

Having had the experience of crossing the West Sea before, Su Chen appeared much more composed this time.

Along the way, he also encountered many sea monsters.

But these monsters mostly had low cultivation and undeveloped intelligence; feeling the aura on Su Chen from afar, they were all scared into the deep sea, not even daring to show their heads.

Su Chen was too lazy to pay attention to them.

After flying for several more days, a piece of endless islands finally appeared on the sea surface ahead.

Su Chen knew that he had already entered the territory of the Shenzhou of Dongsheng.

He lowered his cloud and landed on an uninhabited desert island, preparing to rest for a while and incidentally inquire about the specific location of Huaguo Mountain.

The moment he landed, his spiritual sense spread out.

Soon, he discovered that the demon aura in the sea area nearby was rampant, far richer than the places he had passed before.

Clearly, this Shenzhou of Dongsheng was also a paradise for the Demon Clan.

Su Chen randomly found a direction and flew for about a hundred miles before seeing two shrimp demons on the sea surface ahead, escorting a shivering sea turtle, not knowing where they were going.

His figure flickered, and he blocked the path of the two shrimp demons.

"Greetings, Immortal!"

Those two shrimp demons were just little demons that had just transformed, with the cultivation of Refining Qi into Spirit, belonging to the kind of miscellaneous soldiers forcibly enlightened by others.

Seeing Su Chen, they knelt on the water surface on the spot, kowtowing desperately.

"Get up, this priest will not harm your lives," Su Chen said in a peaceful voice. "I ask you, do you know if there is a place called Huaguo Mountain nearby?"

"Huaguo Mountain?"

One of the more clever shrimp demons heard this, rolled its eyes, and asked carefully: "Immortal, you are looking for Huaguo Mountain—are you going to pay respects to that Great Sage Saint Qitian?"

"Oh? You know?" Su Chen's heart stirred.

"Know, know! How could I not know!" The shrimp demon nodded and bowed, saying: "Now in this Shenzhou of Dongsheng, who doesn't know the fame of Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Saint Qitian of Huaguo Mountain's Water Curtain Cave?

That master just recently stirred up the East Sea Dragon Palace, beat the East Sea Dragon King, and snatched the Dinghai Divine Needle Iron. Now, we aquatic tribes have weak legs just hearing his name."

The other shrimp demon also echoed: "Yes, yes, Immortal, if you are looking for the Great Sage Saint Qitian, you must be careful. That master's temper is not very good."

"Just tell me which direction Huaguo Mountain is in," Su Chen said.

"East, you just keep going east," the clever shrimp demon pointed to the east with its pincer and said. "You will see a mountain with the most immortal energy and the most beautiful scenery; that is Huaguo Mountain! That mountain is easy to recognize; in this East Sea, it is the most impressive!"

"Thank you."

Having clarified the direction, Su Chen didn't make things difficult for the two little demons anymore; his figure flickered, and he disappeared from his spot.

Watching Su Chen's departing back, the two shrimp demons let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the water surface.

"My mother, scared me to death. What is the background of this Daoist? Such a strong aura."

"Don't know, but seeing him also looking for the Great Sage Saint Qitian, he's probably not someone to be trifled with. Let's hurry up and leave; don't stay here."

The two shrimp demons muttered a few words and continued to escort the sea turtle, leaving in a hurry.

Su Chen followed the direction pointed out by the shrimp demon and headed east all the way.

Sure enough, after flying for just over a day, a majestic immortal mountain appeared in his field of vision.

The mountain peak towered into the clouds, with auspicious clouds swirling between the mountains and a thousand rays of auspicious energy.

The mountains were covered with strange flowers, with immortal herbs growing in clusters, and there were clear springs and flying waterfalls, with the cries of apes and the calls of cranes; it was truly a blessed land of spiritual beauty.

"What a Huaguo Mountain!"

Su Chen looked at the immortal mountain before him, unable to help but praise in his heart.

The spiritual energy in this mountain was several times richer than that of the cave dwelling of Canglang Loose Practitioner he had found before.

No wonder it could give birth to a natural stone monkey like Sun Wukong.

He concealed his aura, lowered his cloud, and landed silently at the foot of Huaguo Mountain.

The moment he stepped onto the land of the island, a lively and pure vitality rushed toward him.

Every inch of land and every blade of grass and tree here was full of spirituality.

He followed a small path trodden by monkeys and walked unhurriedly toward the top of the mountain.

He did not fly directly to the Water Curtain Cave.

After all, he was here to "seek refuge," not to kick down the door; he had to have the proper etiquette.

He hadn't walked far when a "rustling" sound suddenly came from the woods ahead.

Immediately after, seven or eight monkeys holding wooden sticks and long spears jumped down from the trees and surrounded him.

An old monkey at the head bared its teeth, looked at Su Chen vigilantly, and shouted: "What kind of person are you, Daoist? What are you doing coming to our Huaguo Mountain?"

Looking at this group of furry monkeys baring their teeth and claws, yet carrying a sense of cleverness, Su Chen felt somewhat close to them.

He remembered when he first met Monkey Brother in the Jiang Kingdom; he was also like this, full of vigilance and curiosity toward the outside world.