Chapter 2441: Wukong Questions the Pagoda

Those monks were all shaken to their core by Sun Wukong's powerful cultivation. At this moment, they all looked up at Sun Wukong with eyes full of shock and suspicion.

"The Sarira was just stolen, and then a monkey demon suddenly appears. Who would believe he didn't steal it?"

"He ran back now, what exactly does he want to do?"

A monk scanned his surroundings and muttered in a low voice.

Just then, a figure flew down from the top of the high pagoda.

Sun Wukong looked up and saw a man with a white beard, wearing a red cassock on the outside and a yellow monk's robe underneath.

He drifted down before the crowd of monks. Only then did Sun Wukong see clearly that he had a kind and benevolent face, with eight ordination scars on his head.

This person's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Taiyi True Immortal realm, and there was even a faint sign of breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

"Are you the Abbot of this pagoda?"

Sun Wukong looked at him and frowned as he spoke.

"Indeed, this poor monk's dharma name is Shi Jizhou."

"Are you the Great Sage Sun?"

The old monk smiled faintly, held one palm vertically beside his lips, performed a Buddhist salute, and said.

"You are not entirely ignorant, to have actually heard of my name."

Sun Wukong looked at him and said calmly.

"Wreaking havoc in Heaven five hundred years ago, anyone with decent cultivation should have heard your name."

"I wonder why you have come?"

Shi Jizhou still wore a faint smile and said.

"Asking when you already know—has the Sarira of your pagoda been stolen?"

Sun Wukong frowned and said.

Shi Jizhou's expression changed immediately, and he said, "It was indeed stolen, but Great Sage Sun, you must have seen the blood rain just now."

"We thought it was a strange omen from heaven, so when the blood rain arrived, we went around the pagoda together to perform rituals and pray. But we never expected that at that very moment, the light on top of the pagoda would vanish."

"When I flew to the top of the pagoda, I discovered the Sarira was already gone!"

Sun Wukong listened, a flash of anger in his eyes, and said, "What on earth have you been doing? This Buddha-Light Sarira was entrusted to you by the King of Jisaiguo to guard, right?"

"With your cultivation at the peak of the Taiyi True Immortal realm, you were completely unaware when the Sarira was stolen. Do you know how grave a mistake you have made?"

Shi Jizhou looked at Sun Wukong's angry appearance, sighed deeply, and said, "I never expected the Sarira would be stolen. This person could create such a bizarre blood rain; their cultivation must be very high."

"Things have reached this point. As the Abbot of the Kongming Buddhist Pagoda, I am willing to bear all the blame. Whatever the King wishes to do to me, I accept."

Sun Wukong looked at him and sneered, "Hmph, you speak quite lightly!"

"Whatever he wishes to do to you—do you think your single life is worth this treasure passed down for a thousand years?"

"Do you know how serious the consequences of this matter are?"

Shi Jizhou stared fixedly at Sun Wukong, an expression of extreme helplessness in his eyes, and said, "I truly did not notice. All along, I have used my spiritual sense to guard the surroundings of the Buddha-Light Sarira."

"Of course I know this Buddha-Light Sarira is incomparably precious, but things have reached this point, and I only hope His Majesty will spare the monks here."

A flash of thought crossed Sun Wukong's eyes. The blood rain was still falling, and a bizarre, bloody smell permeated everywhere.

Shi Jizhou's words were not without reason; the blood rain had distracted their attention, and if the thief's cultivation was significantly higher than his, he would have no way to defend against it. ===== CHAPTER 2443 =====