Chapter 130: Turning the Hand to Suppress Yang Jian, the Might of the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm

"Sob sob sob..."

"Yingyingying..."

Fuxiang cried until her face was streaked with tears, feeling aggrieved and heartbroken.

That night, the pain from being whipped by Xuanzang was being vented at this moment.

She was merely a little Nine-Tailed Fox who had cultivated for several thousand years; Xuanzang actually had no pity for her at all.

Although Wuge was not a good demon, he could not bear to see his niece crying so heart-wrenchingly.

"Niece, why are you crying? What grievance have you suffered? Tell your uncle, and your uncle will stand up for you!"

Wuge puffed out his chest, speaking with solemn vows.

Hearing this, Fuxiang stopped sobbing and said slowly:

"Uncle, I was bullied."

"Which blind demon dared to bully you? Tell me, and I will wipe him out!" Wuge said, filled with murderous aura.

Having cultivated the Mysterious Gate Technique, the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm, for several thousand years, he had already reached a profound realm, and his Demon Power was so strong that it was among the few even within the Demon Race.

The Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm was one of the strongest techniques of the Mysterious Gate Chan Sect, and its difficulty to cultivate was no less than the Eight-Nine Profound Art, the Tiangang Earth Fiend Divine Ability, or the Thunder Method Divine Ability!

As a member of the Demon Race, he naturally had no qualifications to learn such an orthodox technique; it was only by a twist of fate.

"He is not a demon, he is a human," Fuxiang said.

"A human? What kind of human? Niece, you have at least a thousand years of Taoism, and you still let yourself be bullied?" Wuge looked surprised.

"I don't know either, but he is very strong," Fuxiang replied.

"Tell me in detail," Wuge asked, becoming interested.

"He is a monk, his face is like jade, his literary talent is outstanding, and he is heroic and brave, making people look up to him."

Fuxiang spoke of her impression of Xuanzang, which left Wuge speechless.

Was this an enemy, or a romantic interest?

After listening, Wuge looked thoughtful and muttered:

"Hearing you say that, your uncle really wants to see him. Since the other party is a monk, could he be the reincarnation of a Buddha?"

In Wuge's memory, there was a monk who was exceptionally good at fighting.

That was many years ago, when he had once accidentally seen the Buddha's second disciple, Jinchanzi!

Many years ago, a Heavenly Demon had wreaked havoc in Renjian, leaving the world in ruins!

The Heavenly Court was unable to handle it for a time and sought help from the West.

Rulai of the West sent his second disciple, Jinchanzi, to assist.

In that battle, Jinchanzi aided the Heavenly Court and fought side-by-side with Yang Jian to battle the Heavenly Demon.

Jinchanzi killed nine Heavenly Demons, each comparable to a Golden Immortal, with just one punch each!

In the end, he and Yang Jian sealed the Lord of Heavenly Demons, the Scarlet Blood Asura!

At that time, Wuge was still just a small demon. Years had flown by, and he heard that Jinchanzi had long since reincarnated to cultivate, though no one knew where he had gone!

"Niece, it just so happens that your uncle has been cultivating at Wanku Mountain for a long time and is feeling a bit bored. This time, I will go and teach that human a lesson for you," Wuge said.

"Uncle, just teach him a lesson, don't hurt him."

Fuxiang could not help but add that; she only wanted to teach Xuanzang a lesson and had no malicious intent.

"..." Wuge.

"Wuge, who are you going to teach a lesson?"

At this moment, a woman's voice, full of authority, came from across the air.

In the sky, a woman draped in sable fur drifted down. This woman looked like a modest, small-town girl, but she was pregnant and was actually several thousand years old.

"Humei, why are you here?"

Seeing this woman, Wuge was like a mouse seeing a cat; he looked terrified, and his original confidence instantly vanished.

"Aunt!" Fuxiang ran over, her face full of joy.

"Are you... Niece Fuxiang?" The authority on Humei's face vanished, replaced by a gentle expression.

"Mm-hmm." Fuxiang nodded repeatedly.

"Wife, I was just helping our niece get back at someone," Wuge said tremblingly.

There was no helping it; only Humei had learned the complete Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm.

Because Humei was born with a heart of innocence and a pure nature without impurities, she was able to cultivate it.

Wuge's talent was inferior to Humei's; if he had to cultivate it himself, he would likely struggle to even reach the threshold.

The reason he had cultivated to the realm comparable to a Great Demon King in just a few thousand years was that Humei had personally used her own magic power to clear his blockages.

"Get back at someone? I'm afraid you have some bad intentions. You have the skills, but you have no sense of propriety," Humei said coldly.

Wuge had too many devious schemes and was full of bad ideas; he was not a good demon.

All these years, she had been the one keeping him in check; otherwise, given Wuge's personality, he would have gone to cause trouble for the Demon Race long ago.

"Aunt, you've misunderstood Uncle," Fuxiang said hurriedly, explaining the whole story.

This only made things worse; after hearing it, Humei was even angrier and scolded:

"Fuxiang, if you hadn't coveted the Master's essence, how would you have been taught a lesson? Renjian is full of hidden talents; you should learn your lesson."

"Wuwu~, but Aunt, I really feel aggrieved," Fuxiang cried.

"Crying is useless." Humei was relatively upright, and she was not stupid.

"Alright, alright, alright, wife, I won't go, I won't go."

Wuge knew Humei's temper and hurriedly went up to coax his wife.

He then gave Fuxiang a wink, and Fuxiang understood.

The general meaning is that this matter cannot be handled openly; it can only be done in secret.

Upon hearing this, Humei's expression softened, and she said:

"Wuge, I am doing this for your own good. Think about it yourself: which time have you gone out without causing trouble? If it weren't for Sister Yang Chan helping back then, your ashes would have been scattered by Yang Jian."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wuge accepted this humbly, not daring to refute a single word.

Yet in his heart, he thought: "Heh, that brat Yang Jian. Once I complete my training in the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm and become a Demon Saint, I will suppress you with a flip of my hand!"

"Aunt, please don't be angry, I know I was wrong," Fuxiang also said.

"Fuxiang, Aunt is also doing this for your own good. Young people are prone to going astray, but as long as you can correct yourself in time, there is always a chance. Think about it yourself: that Master Xuanzang could clearly have killed you, so why didn't he?" Humei said.

"Isn't it just to toy with me? Toying with me is one thing, but he didn't even pay!"

Fuxiang muttered to herself; during those days, she was forced to show off her talents every day, dancing, and giving massages.

"You haven't been here for a long time; Aunt will make you some of Wanku Mountain's specialties."

Humei pulled Fuxiang into the cave dwelling, not wanting her niece to stay with Wuge for fear she would be led astray!

……

In Chang'an City, Xuanzang was drinking with his good friends Ye Suifeng, Daolei, and Li Bai in his residence.

The wine was provided by Li Bai, and the dishes were made by Ye Suifeng from the best restaurant in Chang'an!

"Brother Xuan, such a large residence, and you are the only one here; why not arrange for some servants? Do you want me to prepare a few young maidens for you?" Ye Suifeng laughed.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wouldn't that be like hiding a beauty in a golden house!" Li Bai laughed, his face flushed and his neck thick.

"Brother Xuan is a monk; he has transcended the four elements! You shouldn't ruin Brother Xuan's cultivation," Daolei said.

"Not so, form is emptiness, emptiness is form! Only by filling oneself up first can one let go and reach emptiness," Li Bai shook his head and swayed.

"……" Daolei.

"Brother Bai, what you say also makes sense. However, I am used to being alone and have no use for them. Besides, I won't be staying in Chang'an for many more days," Xuanzang said.

Upon hearing this, Daolei's expression changed slightly, and he said:

"Brother Xuan, what are you planning?"

"The Bodhisattva appeared in my dream and asked me to go on the road to the Western Heaven to convert some female demons. As the saying goes, if I do not enter hell, who will?" Xuanzang said.

Hearing this, Daolei was filled with deep respect!

As a high-ranking disciple of the Celestial Master Mansion, he naturally knew that the monsters on the road to the Western Heaven were countless.

"Xuanzang Sheng Seng, Holy Monk!"

At the courtyard entrance, the Grand Eunuch Eunuch Zhen ran in, in a great hurry.

"Holy Monk, the Emperor invites you to the Imperial Palace for a talk," Eunuch Zhen said loudly.

"?" Xuanzang.

"Are we included? Eunuch?"

Li Bai stood up abruptly, thinking of the precious nectar and jade liquid stored in the Imperial Palace.

Eunuch Zhen shook his head and said: "The Emperor only summoned the Holy Monk!"

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