Chapter 495: Jianzi, Do Not Be Presumptuous!

"Xuanzang, you are a Great Luo Golden Immortal bullying Nezha; what kind of skill is that!"

Yang Jian arrived stepping on clouds, hands behind his back, wearing a suit of pure silver armor and a black cape.

With Xuanzang's keen eyes, he could naturally tell that this was Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit, not his physical body.

And with Yang Jian's strength at the perfection of the Golden Immortal realm, there was actually little difference between his Primordial Spirit and his physical body.

A Golden Immortal's Primordial Spirit is basically immortal and indestructible; no heavenly thunder or earthly fire could easily wear it down.

In the Taoism of the mortal world, there are cultivation methods for the Yang Spirit to exit the body.

In essence, that is just the Primordial Spirit leaving the apertures, but that kind of Primordial Spirit is too fragile; basically, a single bolt of heavenly thunder could blast it into soul-scattering nothingness.

"Ahem, so it is Jianzi." Xuanzang smiled slightly, his expression warm.

"Jianzi?" Nezha widened his eyes, looking incredulous.

"Jianzi!!"

Gua Xian shivered; the gossip he was eating today was exceptionally explosive—would he be silenced afterwards?

Yang Jian even stumbled, his vision going dark for a moment.

It was the first time someone had called him Jianzi; how preposterous.

"Haha, just joking. Second Brother Yang," Xuanzang said.

But Yang Jian's expression did not improve much, and he said:

"Xuanzang, why have you come to the Heavenly Court? Why not go retrieve your true scriptures?"

"Jian... ahem, it is strange to say, but as I was riding the clouds, the scene before me changed, and I suddenly arrived at the entrance of the Southern Heaven Gate. I thought since I was here, I shouldn't make the trip in vain, so I came in to take a look.

But come to think of it, this really is the Heavenly Court; the spiritual energy is abundant, and auspicious clouds fill the sky—it really is exceptionally good," Xuanzang said.

"Pfft, what's so good about it? The style hasn't changed in tens of thousands of years; everyone looks the same. After staying here a long time, one gets bored," Nezha complained.

"Fine, then leave. So many people are watching this place now; if the Buddha asks for accountability, what would you have the Jade Emperor say?" Yang Jian said.

"Alright, then I will go to Mount Hua. It has been some time since I last saw Yang Chan, and I do miss her.

Come to think of it, Chan'er's tea is indeed brewed quite well, and so are her desserts," Xuanzang said.

"..." Yang Jian.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Xuanzang for the time being, he would definitely use his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear to poke a hundred holes in this detestable man before him.

"Master Xuanzang, you seem to have a good relationship with the Three Holy Mother," Nezha asked curiously.

"It's alright, we are like bosom friends, much like the high mountains and flowing water, or the friendship of Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya," Xuanzang said.

"Holy Monk Xuanzang, is that friendship of Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya a proper one?" Gua Xian asked subconsciously.

"What do you mean?" Nezha scratched his head.

Even Yang Jian was momentarily confused; he had heard of this allusion, which told the story of two people from the Human Race during the Spring and Autumn period: Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya.

Xuanzang looked at Gua Xian and said:

"Gua Xian, is this melon of yours ripe?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Gua Xian coughed hurriedly, feeling Xuanzang's death stare and his scalp tingling.

After this back-and-forth, Yang Jian certainly dared not let Xuanzang go down to the mortal realm easily; what if he really went to Mount Hua and Yang Jian ended up with ten nephews in a few days?

Actually, Yang Jian would not even object if Xuanzang walked with Yang Chan now.

A Great Luo Golden Immortal was enough to protect Yang Chan, and Yang Chan also had feelings for Xuanzang.

He was just afraid of Yang Chan meeting a man who could not protect her, just like their mother back then; he did not want such a tragedy to happen again.

"Second Brother, why don't you take me for a tour of the Heavenly Court?" Xuanzang said.

"Don't call me Second Brother; you are a Great Luo Golden Immortal, I cannot bear that Karma. Just call me Yang Jian," Yang Jian said.

"Jianzi, I was just being polite. Don't take it seriously," Xuanzang said.

"..."

Yang Jian's face darkened; he was so angry.

"Second Brother Yang, it is rare for Holy Monk Xuanzang to visit the Heavenly Court; why don't we go drink together?" Nezha said.

"Good idea," Xuanzang agreed.

"Fine then," Yang Jian nodded.

"By the way, Xuanzang, I still need to ask you about some cultivation problems; don't be stingy," Yang Jian said.

With Yang Jian's cultivation at the perfection of the Golden Immortal realm, he could have advanced to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm long ago, but he looked down upon the Taiyi Fruit Status.

A real man should aim for the Daluo Fruit Status.

A Golden Immortal can advance to Taiyi, but can also advance to Daluo in one step.

The difficulty of the former is one, while the difficulty of the latter is one followed by countless zeros.

This single step alone has blocked ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the Three Realms.

Yet, it just so happens that a Xuanzang appeared in these five hundred years.

Xuanzang smiled nonchalantly and said:

"Haha, then of course I will tell you everything I know without reservation."

Nezha also perked up; if he could gain some insight into the mysteries of Daluo, perhaps he too would have a chance to achieve the Daluo realm.

Subsequently, the three of them prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Xuanzang glanced at the somewhat awkward Gua Xian and said:

"Meeting is fate; come along."

"Is that appropriate?" Gua Xian said tremblingly, feeling a bit insecure.

After all, one was the Three Altars Sea-Meeting Great Deity, the other was the God of War of the Three Realms, and he was just a mere Gua Xian?

"There is nothing appropriate or inappropriate; all things in the world rely on fate," Xuanzang said.

"Then let's go together; you, this Gua Xian, are actually quite interesting," Nezha said.

Yang Jian did not speak, which was equivalent to tacit consent.

In this situation, Gua Xian was very moved.

Just this matter alone was enough for him to brag about for another three thousand years.

Meanwhile, inside Yaochi.

Half-reclining on a Phoenix couch, draped in a purple skirt with a languid posture, the Queen Mother opened her eyes slightly as a female immortal attendant transformed into a mysterious light and appeared, saying submissively:

"Your Majesty, this servant arrived a step too late. Xuanzang Sheng Seng has already been taken away by Nezha and Yang Jian."

"How did this get involved with Nezha and Yang Jian again?" the Queen Mother said.

"It seems to have been a chance encounter," the female immortal replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, the Queen Mother felt somewhat frustrated; she had originally wanted to invite Xuanzang to the Yaochi Sacred Palace for a heart-to-heart talk.

Who would have thought that a Cheng Yaojin would emerge halfway.

"Nezha and Yang Jian have so much leisure time; it seems their training is insufficient. I must find an opportunity to have them descend to the mortal realm for some training," the Queen Mother said.

"..."

The female immortal trembled, not understanding why.

Only the Queen Mother would dare say such a thing; the backgrounds of Yang Jian and Nezha were hair-raisingly solid, to the point that even the Jade Emperor would not dare to move them easily.

After all, in the entire Heavenly Court, Yang Jian and Nezha were famous for being high-end combat power.

"Go down; I wish to be quiet."

The Queen Mother waved her hand, resting her cheek on one hand, and looked at the delicacies floating in the jade plate before her, finding them flavorless.

"However, compared to my troubles, Guanyin should not be having an easy time right now, hehe~"

Earth Immortal Realm, North Sea.

The North Sea, also known as Beiming, is a hidden place within the Three Realms; although it appears to be an endless sea on the surface, it is actually an ocean with no visible end.

It is rumored that the end of Beiming leads to the Nine Serenities Underworld, and countless spirits of the Three Realms flow along the North Sea toward the nether regions, entering the Underworld.

"Houzi, the aftereffects of your Somersault Cloud are a bit strong. Aren't we supposed to be following Master to Chang'an? How did we end up here?"

Bajie shook his sleeves and cursed.

His complexion was not very good, all because he sensed many powerful auras near the North Sea.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said embarrassedly:

"Bajie, should we flip back?"

"Forget it, Monkey Brother, you are too fast; this old pig needs to rest!"