Chapter 141: Jade Emperor

The fake Yang Jian was not surprised by Tang An's attitude, because ever since the Western Heaven had this idea, the four of them had already started staring at Tang An and the four master and disciples, observing in secret.

Therefore, they were all familiar with the temperaments, styles of conduct, and even some small habits of Tang An and her three disciples.

"Master, just now I went to fetch water for you, and when I turned around, I saw him fetching water with me. This must surely be a conspiracy of Lingshan."

"Master has always had the most novel ideas; why don't you distinguish between the two of us to see who is real and who is fake?"

Tang An stared at the two Yang Jians. It wasn't that the fake one wasn't trying hard, but even if he imitated him perfectly and looked identical in form, based on the intuition Tang An and her three disciples had from being together every day, she could tell the real from the fake at a glance.

After all, it was true that Yang Jian's personality was steady and his mind was sharp.

But he was usually a man of few words; if he encountered something like this, and his Kaishan Axe didn't strike the fake one immediately, it meant he was purely playing along with him—so how could he bring danger to her?

Boring, truly so very boring.

However...

Tang An had a flash of inspiration. Since it was hard to tell the real from the fake, and since Buddhism had been dragged into the water, she couldn't just let the Heavenly Court sit back and watch the show, enjoying their leisure, could she?

"Oh my~" She rubbed her temples, looking as if she had a terrible headache.

But her acting was really so fake that even the fake Yang Jian and the myriad Buddhas in the sky couldn't help but complain in their hearts!

"I really cannot distinguish which of you is real and which is fake."

"Since you are the Judicial God of the Heavenly Court, why not go to the Heavenly Court and let the Jade Emperor distinguish the real from the fake?" Tang An winked frantically at Yang Jian; if he didn't go to vent his anger on the Jade Emperor now, when would he?

The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court, who had been dozing off, suddenly woke up in a start.

Not good, it was an ominous premonition.

The next moment, two Yang Jians appeared on either side of the Jade Emperor's soft couch.

The Jade Emperor blinked his eyes, looking left and then right.

He even suspected for a moment that his eyes were seeing double, and he rubbed them.

Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear "clattered" as he planted it on the ground.

"On the road to the West, I encountered a monster capable of impersonating me."

"I feared the Jade Emperor was in danger and that the Heavenly Court would fall into chaos, so I came here."

"Firstly, to ask the Jade Emperor to distinguish the real from the fake; secondly, to prevent word from leaking out so the Heavenly Court wouldn't fall into chaos; and thirdly, to protect the Jade Emperor's safety."

The Jade Emperor was speechless for a moment, "I was actually quite safe."

It was only after the two of them arrived that he became unsafe, okay!

"Quick, go invite Li..." The Jade Emperor had just wanted to say that Li Jing's Demon-Reflecting Mirror could distinguish the true form of monsters.

At this moment, he remembered that Li Jing had already been struck to death, and the Demon-Reflecting Mirror had been smashed to pieces.

"How about... you two..." The Jade Emperor truly racked his brains, trying to think of how to distinguish the real from the fake between these two nephews.

He wasn't mainly afraid of not being able to tell them apart, but afraid that these two nephews would combine into one and tear down his Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian pointed his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear at the fake Yang Jian. "Since you say you are the real one, do you dare to overturn the Jade Emperor's dragon case?"

Jade Emperor:?????

Fake Yang Jian:?????

It seemed he was being used in reverse; not sure, let's observe further.

Fake Yang Jian: "Then do you dare to destroy his soft couch?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear tracing a cold gleam.

With a "clatter," the soft couch the Jade Emperor had just been lying on was instantly split in two.

The Jade Emperor looked back at the soft couch, then at the two Yang Jians.

No, they were playing for real?!

Using the excuse of real and fake Yang Jians, they were just here to tear down his house on purpose!

"You!"

"Is the Jade Emperor saying that I am the real one?" Yang Jian's lips curled into a faint smile.

The fake Yang Jian panicked upon hearing this and immediately brandished his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear as well.

With another "clatter," the dragon case in front of the Jade Emperor was split into eight pieces.

The Jade Emperor took a deep breath, his face turning red with suppressed rage.

This was provocation! Naked provocation!

"Guards!"

"Take these two Yang Jians and throw them all into the Heavenly Prison until I can think of a way to distinguish them."

Seeing the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals rushing out of the hall, Yang Jian looked at the fake Yang Jian.

"Shall we fight?"

"Fight whom?"

"Don't you think this palace looks uncomfortable everywhere?"

Fake Yang Jian: "Huh?"

While he was still puzzled, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals had already entered and surrounded the two of them.

Confirmed, he was using himself to come here and cause trouble in the Heavenly Court!

But the key point now was that if he didn't cooperate, he would be the one captured by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!

An open conspiracy, another open conspiracy!

The fake Yang Jian took a step forward, "I am the true Judicial God; why do you not hurry and follow me to subdue the demons?"

Yang Jian, being slandered as the fake, showed no signs of panic. Instead, the smile on his lips became increasingly obvious.

He had been waiting for this moment for quite some time.

The last time he stormed the Heavenly Palace, he hadn't succeeded; this time, he had an excuse to tear down the Heavenly Palace to vent his anger. It would be best if he could beat up the Jade Emperor, frame it on the fake one, and stir up conflict between the Heavenly Court and the Western Heaven.

In short, according to Master's words, one who can be the oriole should never be the mantis.

Even if forced to be the cicada caught by the mantis, one must cling firmly to the tree and pee all over the passersby!

Hmm... although the words were a bit crude, Yang Jian understood the principle.

"Monster, how dare you impersonate this Divine Lord, pay with your life!" Yang Jian stopped talking nonsense and directly began swinging his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in the Heavenly Court, starting the fight.

In the mortal world, at Tang An's location.

She had just seen off the real and fake Yang Jians when she was greeted by two Ne Zhas.

Each was stepping on Wind Fire Wheels, carrying a Fire-Tipped Spear on their shoulder, with murderous intent on their faces.

The key was that the food boxes they had brought back from the restaurant were exactly the same.

Tang An was not afraid of the two murderous gods at all; instead, she walked over and took both food boxes.

"Wow, even the dishes are exactly the same."

"Jiuyue, Xiaotian Quan, do you want to have some together? I can't finish it."

It would be such a waste if she couldn't finish it; what a pity.

The fake Nezha's brows twitched slightly. Did the Destined One not see him? Or did she not take him seriously at all?

"Master, do not use your chopsticks; be careful that the monster impersonating me has poisoned the food."

"Ah? That makes sense." Tang An handed the food box to the fake Nezha, "Why don't you eat it?"

The fake Nezha's mouth twitched. Could she not recognize him at a glance? Or was she always this "thoughtful" toward her disciples?

"Master, you first distinguish our true forms, and I will buy you new ones."

"Tsk! Have you forgotten what Master taught you in the past? Don't you know you shouldn't be wasteful?"

Fake Nezha's inner monologue: "Did she teach that? I didn't see it?"

"Hurry up, just eat it. You are an immortal and have achieved sanctification through your physical body; even if it were truly poisoned, could it really hurt you?"

The fake Nezha was speechless. Could the words she said be something a master should say?

What did she mean by "even if it were truly poisoned, could it really hurt you"?

He now suspected that Tang An had already recognized him. Did she take advantage of his inattention to actually poison the food box? Was she just waiting to watch him eat it?