Chapter 179: Bajie: Master, Actually I Am an Undercover Agent

"The rise of Martial Dao, a High Martial era?"

Bai Yuekui froze for a moment, then felt her blood about to boil, beginning to burn.

This was a great undertaking; if she succeeded, she would become the first Martial Dao Ultimate in human history, the heroine who led humanity out of the apocalypse.

"Ten years, only ten years of time. But the most urgent matter is to first improve my strength; only if my strength is powerful enough can I pioneer the Martial Dao," Bai Yuekui said.

Chat Group.

Jiao Wo Bai Laoban: "What do you all think of this mission?"

Immediately, Bai Yuekui shared her main quest.

After all, there was no one to talk to in the apocalypse, and she was drifting alone in the end times.

Jiuzhou Diyi Golden Core: "I only saw the 100,000 points, Sister Bai, you really are a lucky star, how did you trigger such an insanely awesome mission so quickly?"

Emo Nüwang: "Absurd, how long has it been since I, the Queen, triggered a mission."

Chunqiu Sword Deity: "I don't understand this mission, but it feels powerful!"

Zhanbushi: "If you truly pioneer a High Martial era, then as the pioneer, you will naturally be a figure who commands respect and becomes an ancestor in the future."

Xiyou Scripture Seeker: "Boundless prospects!"

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Boss Bai, 666!"

Immortal King Anlan: "Impressive! I want to have a fight with the future Human Immortal Boss Bai!"

Jiao Wo Bai Laoban: "??"

Immortal King Anlan: "No other meaning, just purely curious about the combat power of a Human Immortal."

In Anlan's eyes, among the current members of the Chat Group, besides Xuanzang, Bai Yuekui was considered to have the greatest potential.

Xiao Shi and Ye Hei didn't count; he couldn't beat those two cheaters.

The Ruthless One hadn't grown up yet!

Moreover, he had learned from the Chat Group about the growth potential of the Human Immortal Martial Dao, which was truly monstrous!

Jiao Wo Bai Laoban: "Immortal King Anlan is joking, you have lived for more than hundreds of thousands of years, I am only in my teens; to catch up to you, I don't know how many years that would take."

Jiuzhou Diyi Golden Core: "Sister Bai, remember that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach.

Who says that living a long time makes one unsurpassable? Rise up quickly and give Little Lanzi a beating."

Xiyou Scripture Seeker: "Agreed!"

Zui Ai He Shounai: "That's right, that's right."

Immortal King Anlan: "Xuan Ge, is it really okay for you all to be like this?"

Xiyou Scripture Seeker: "Little Lanzi, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Immortal King Anlan: "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"

Anlan trembled in fear, terrified that Xuanzang would come over and beat him up again.

……

Journey to the West World.

Near Five Elements Mountain.

Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, and Zhu Bajie began their journey to the west.

Sun Wukong had just regained his freedom and was excitedly doing somersaults in the sky; he flipped too far and reached the Western Heaven in a few leaps, so he hurriedly flipped back.

"This Bima Wen is getting cocky now, not low-key at all," Bajie complained.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong jumped down from the sky and gave Bajie a kick.

"You fool, why don't you try being suppressed for five hundred years? I'm afraid you couldn't even stand five days," Sun Wukong said.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be bold enough to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace and look down on everyone," Zhu Bajie said.

"You coward, the Jade Emperor's position is taken in turns, and this year it's my turn," Sun Wukong said proudly.

"……" Xuanzang.

Bajie looked at the monkey with admiration and said:

"Bima Wen, you really dare to say that. What kind of existence is the Jade Emperor? Even you dare to snatch his position. It seems these five hundred years haven't made you realize anything."

"That Jade Emperor is such a figure, an ancient Great Ability-level existence. If he really wanted to target you, would he need to invite Tathagata Buddha to suppress you? He would have just used one palm," Bajie said.

"……" Sun Wukong.

How could he not know now that he had been played? The gods in heaven were wicked, each one hiding deeper than the last.

"Although it was an act, Wukong's strength is already quite good, surpassing many gods in the Heavenly Court," Xuanzang said.

Nowadays, Wukong had the strength of a Golden Immortal; after five hundred years of suppression, his strength might have regressed just a little bit.

Then, five hundred years ago, Wukong at least had the strength of a late-stage Golden Immortal.

This level of strength, placed in the Three Realms, was already top-tier combat power, excluding Great Luo Golden Immortals.

"Exactly, exactly. Back then, I killed my way from Penglai Island all the way to the Southern Heaven Gate, fighting ten thousand Heavenly Soldiers; this record is not fake. I ask you, in the Three Realms, how many people could do that?" Sun Wukong said.

"Did I, Old Zhu, act proud when I commanded the ten thousand Heavenly River Water Army back then?" Zhu Bajie retorted.

"Master, you should set some rules for this monkey and educate him properly. Otherwise, there's no telling what kind of trouble he'll stir up later."

Zhu Bajie suggested, wearing a cunning and simple-minded smile.

"You dead pig, you're inciting Master again. Master, don't listen to him, I, Old Sun, will definitely not cause you any trouble," Sun Wukong promised.

"If a monkey doesn't cause trouble, is he still a monkey?" Zhu Bajie said.

Hearing this, Xuanzang always felt that Bajie was intentionally or unintentionally provoking Wukong, so he couldn't help but say:

"Bajie, could it be that you are really an undercover agent for the Heavenly Court? As fellow disciples, you and Wukong should love and care for each other, not undermine one another."

"Undercover?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he immediately said:

"Master is right; this fool might be a mole from the Heavenly Court, lurking right beside us."

"Master, I'm already in such a miserable state. How could I possibly be a mole?" Zhu Bajie shouted, protesting his innocence.

"You're miserable? You've only been cuckolded, haven't you?" Xuanzang said.

"Cuckolded? Master, what does that mean?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Bi Ma Wen, shut your mouth. Why do you care so much?" Zhu Bajie hurriedly scolded.

"Bah! Is 'Bi Ma Wen' something you can call me? Watch me beat you to death with one strike of my staff!" Sun Wukong shouted.

"If it weren't for the fact that I, Old Zhu, am not at my peak, you think I'd be afraid of you?" Zhu Bajie said, refusing to yield.

"Heh heh, but Master, what exactly does 'cuckolded' mean?" Sun Wukong asked like a curious baby.

"You dead monkey, you're still asking!"

Bajie was so angry his eyes turned red, and he chased after Sun Wukong to pummel him.

Sun Wukong grinned, his movements agile, and Bajie couldn't touch him at all.

Zhu Bajie was so tired he sat down on the ground with a thud, panting, and couldn't help but say:

"You dead monkey, you run really fast! Master, where are we going for our next stop?"

"Does that even need asking? We just head west," Sun Wukong said.

"Wukong is right; just head west," Xuanzang said.

He was also pondering the plot in his heart; should the next part be the episode of taking in the White Dragon Horse, or the great battle against the Black Bear Spirit?

Come to think of it, bear paw should taste quite excellent.

He wondered how far they were from Yingchoujian or Black Wind Ridge.

……

Heavenly Court, Thirty-Three Heavens, Tushita Palace.

Tushita Palace is the dojo of Taishang Laojun; within the Heavenly Court, the status of Taishang Laojun is extraordinary.

The various immortals and the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court hold Taishang Laojun in great respect.

"Grandmaster, that Dharma Master Xuanzang has already saved the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong."

A young attendant walked into the palace and bowed to Taishang Laojun, who was on a prayer mat in front of the Bagua Furnace.

Taishang Laojun had white hair and a white beard, wore a Taiji Daoist robe, and possessed the refined air of an immortal.

"I know."

Taishang Laojun nodded, his seemingly cloudy pupils filled with wisdom.

The attendant took his leave, bowing deeply.

Taishang Laojun stood up from the prayer mat, looked toward the west, and said:

"Heavenly Dao Will, Buddhism shall flourish. Then how should my orthodox Taoism conduct itself? Little do they know, Foben Shidao."

Regarding the Journey to the West, Taishang Laojun neither supported nor opposed it, because even if he opposed it, it would be of no use.

All things in the world are a cycle, a cycle that fades away.

However, in secret, Taishang Laojun had also planted pawns and moles within the westward-traveling party.

Bajie was the mole of Taishang Laojun, an existence specifically meant to sow discord and loudly call for the group to break up.

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