Chapter 778: Is the Jade Emperor Here?

Patriarch Puti, self-styled Patriarch Puti, is a top-tier mysterious figure in the Three Realms, an extremely dangerous demon.

The mystery is because this person fundamentally never appears before people.

Dangerous demon, because he taught a peerless demon monkey, Sun Wukong!

The demon monkey self-styled Great Sage Equal to Heaven, led the demon race in a great war with the Heavenly Court, once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, turning everything upside down, and was finally subdued.

The myriad gods and Buddhas had the virtue of cherishing life, and did not execute the demon monkey, but permitted him to journey to the West to fetch scriptures, transmitting the Great Dao to the mortal world.

That mysterious master of Sun Wukong, the great demon Patriarch Puti, from the time Sun Wukong wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace to being pressed under Five Elements Mountain, never appeared once.

Today, however, a white-haired youth came knocking, claiming to be that demon monkey's master.

How could these heavenly soldiers who know of the "Havoc in Heavenly Palace" incident not be shocked?

"Patriarch Puti the Old Demon?" Tang Luo shook his head, "No."

Although he didn't know what Patriarch Puti did in this seemingly-real-yet-fake world to cause such terrible reputation.

But he, Tang Luo, wouldn't take the blame.

He is the Victorious Fighting Buddha who has merit in subduing demons and eliminating devils.

"Not?"

The crowd of heavenly soldiers naturally didn't dare be careless, each and every one on full alert.

Tang Luo asked: "Can you tell me where Sun Wukong is?"

He actually didn't care much about Patriarch Puti; regardless, it wasn't real.

As soon as his words fell, a stream of light flashed past, and the Mo Family Four Brothers appeared before the crowd of heavenly soldiers.

Identical to those four in the Mountains and Seas World, this point didn't surprise Tang Luo at all.

This world was most likely constructed relying on Sun Wukong; the people, gods, demons, and Buddhas everyone sees, barring accident, would all be the same as the true bodies in the Mountains and Seas World.

"Who comes?"

Of course, the four brothers clearly didn't recognize Tang Luo; eldest brother Mo Liqing shouted a question.

Gaze landing on the Golden Hoop in Tang Luo's hand, expression astonished and grave.

This object, could it be...

"Sun Wukong's master." Tang Luo said.

The four brothers froze, still Mo Liqing speaking: "Where did this petty scoundrel come from, daring to impersonate Patriarch Puti the Old Demon? Why don't you say you're Tang Sanzang?"

"Daring to come make trouble at the Heavenly Court, he must have considerable backing..." nearby Mo Lihong said quietly.

Mo Liqing nodded: "Giving you one more chance, quickly report your name!"

"Fine, I'm Tang Xuanzang." Tang Luo accepted advice readily.

Tripitaka Master really isn't it; this is an honorific, if forced to make an analogy, equivalent to a "Doctor" title in Buddhist studies, academic credentials.

In Buddhist studies, Tang Luo hasn't even graduated kindergarten, illiterate among illiterates.

"Obstinate and unenlightened!"

"Arrogant!"

The Mo Family Four Brothers flew into a rage, chose to attack.

If not for that year's great war with the demon race leaving the Heavenly Court's vitality severely damaged, not recovering its former might, how would they have inquired again and again?

In the past, if such an ignorant brat came causing trouble at the Southern Heaven Gate, they'd have seized and killed him without a second word, even his soul and flesh put to full use.

How could they still be wasting words here?

Azure Cloud Sword, Chaos Umbrella, Jade Pipa, Flower Fox Sable!

The Mo brothers weren't arrogantly overconfident; one move and each brought out their powerful magic treasures (demon beasts), determined to capture Tang Luo in one go.

Tang Luo casually tossed the Golden Hoop in his hand, smashing the Azure Cloud Sword, Chaos Umbrella, Jade Pipa, smashing the Flower Fox Sable to death, and also smashing the crowd of heavenly soldiers and Mo Family Four Brothers into a heap, casualties severe.

The Golden Hoop is heavy in front, light in back, very uncomfortable to wear, but very sturdy.

Quite handy to use, Tang Luo expressed satisfaction.

Walking before Mo Liqing who couldn't rise, Tang Luo crouched down and asked: "Where is Sun Wukong?"

Mo Liqing didn't immediately submit: "Who exactly are you?"

"Didn't I say, I'm Sun Wukong's master, Tang Xuanzang ah." Monks don't speak falsehoods; Tang Luo spoke the truth.

Mo Liqing produced anger at being fooled: "Master Xuanzang reincarnated, the Three Realms all await his awakening from the womb's delusion; how can a demon like you impersonate him?"

"Oh?" Tang Luo smiled, "A bit interesting; just treat it as stalling for time, tell me about it."

Mo Liqing even more enraged; this villain's strength extraordinary, moreover arrogantly overconfident, unscrupulous, even surpassing the demon monkey of that year.

Could it be, truly the demon monkey's master Patriarch Puti?

However, just as he said, treating it as stalling for time; some matters known to all, not unspeakable.

Wait for more immortals to arrive, lay a dragnet, let him be unable to fly even with wings!

The stories related to Sun Wukong in this world, roughly the same as what everyone knows.

On Flower-Fruit Mountain, a strange stone absorbed the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon, giving birth to a special living being — Spirit-Bright Stone Monkey.

Later became disciple of Patriarch Puti, cultivated into a demon.

Although Sun Wukong's cultivation was profound, his innate wild nature was hard to tame, demonic nature towering, dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court governing the Three Realms, acting recklessly, bringing calamity to one region.

There was no thrice entering the Heavenly Court to serve as official, finally forced to rebel.

The Heavenly Court sent people to question the crime, yet they were directly beheaded by the demon monkey, using "heavenly envoys'" blood to ignite a great war.

Led numerous demons in great war with Heavenly Court; at the most intense battle, even once broke into the Southern Heaven Gate, wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

That god-demon war was extremely tragic; countless demons, heavenly soldiers and generals died tragically within.

In the end, Heavenly Court vitality severely damaged, demons greatly defeated, Sun Wukong captured.

Imprisoned five hundred years later, made him redeem merit through service, fetch true scriptures to transmit the Great Dao.

Unexpectedly, this demon still had not shed its ferocious nature; along the way it severely wounded Master Xuanzang, foolishly attempting to defy Heaven's might once more.

Originally, the myriad gods and Buddhas were determined to thoroughly eliminate this scourge.

The gravely injured, dying high monk Master Xuanzang, with his compassionate heart, wished to give the demon monkey another chance — to reincarnate together with it.

Once the two true spirits awaken, they would set foot on the Journey to the West anew, obtain the true scriptures, and spread the Dharma in the mortal world.

"Sounds like it's still 'A Chinese Odyssey'," Tang Luo muttered. "Where's that person? Where are the others? Where is Sun Wukong now?"

Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and the White Dragon Horse, for failing to protect Tang Sanzang properly, likewise received punishment and were imprisoned.

Waiting for Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong to "awaken," then continuing the scripture quest together with them.

As for the whereabouts of Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang...

"Demon! Today you won't escape even with wings!" Mo Liqing did not answer, instead shouting sternly.

In an instant, the originally mist-wreathed, immortal-qi-filled Southern Heaven Gate turned gloomy; the white mist and clouds overhead turned ink-black.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals manifested in the clouds, forming an encirclement that enveloped Tang Luo.

At the very front were a bunch of familiar faces.

For instance, Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing and his three sons — Jinzha and Muzha stood on Li Jing's left and right; father and son on the battlefield, brothers fighting tigers.

Nezha, as always, had a bad relationship with Li Jing, standing a good ten meters away.

Duke of Thunder, Mother of Lightning, Earl of Wind, Master of Rain.

Also Iron-Crutch Li, Lu Dongbin, and the Eight Immortals.

Notably, Heaven's well-known diplomat Taibai Jinxing did not appear — which was only normal.

Taibai Jinxing is Heaven's ambassador; his appearance would at least represent a shred of goodwill. Now that it's come to blows, even if Taibai Jinxing's strength is not insignificant, he would not show up.

He's a civil official, not combat personnel.

Have you ever seen a war break out and still have the ambassador step forward?

He'd be recalled immediately.

"Patriarch Bodhi!"

As commander of the heavenly soldiers and generals, Li Jing spoke first.

The moment his words fell, Tang Luo stood up on this side, and the Golden Hoop in his hand flew out.

The encirclement formed by a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers was torn apart in an instant; golden blood splattered across the vast sky.

The gods of this world still have golden blood — golden light brilliant, very imposing.

Tang Luo tore open the encirclement, naturally not to flee: "Is the Jade Emperor here?"

He stepped toward the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"Demon!"

The many gods flew into a rage, one after another unleashing divine abilities and sacrificing magic treasures.

For a moment, the sky filled with dazzling radiance, within which lurked grim killing intent — unavoidable.

Tang Luo didn't dodge at all; just like that, he tanked this crowd of gods' attacks and walked toward the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Steps light, speed unreduced.

He even casually smashed Nezha, who had charged up, into the ground with the Golden Hoop.

"Tsk, practice more." As he passed, Tang Luo mocked, provoking the brat Nezha into impotent rage.

"Form the array!"

"Form the array!"

Li Jing retrieved his nearly shattered Linglong Pagoda, his voice sounding tinged with panic.

Just now the Southern Heaven Gate anomaly occurred; heavenly soldiers reported, suspected "Patriarch Bodhi" appearance.

He didn't hesitate to muster troops and generals, summon the great army, arrive at top speed, make full preparations.

Yet never expected the situation to be even worse than imagined.

This white-haired youth — it's definitely Patriarch Bodhi, no doubt!

Claims to be Sun Wukong's master, and possesses such strength — if you're not Bodhi, who are you?

As for the heavenly soldiers' report that he calls himself "Tang Sanzang," everyone absolutely does not believe it.

Master Xuanzang is indeed a high monk of great virtue; rumors say he's a reincarnation of the Buddha's disciple — but he's also a mortal with no strength to truss a chicken.

Moreover, Master Xuanzang and that demon monkey reincarnated.

These gods, though unclear on the two's exact whereabouts, can at least be certain their true spirits have not awakened; they still drift in the mortal world, undergoing tribulations.

How could they appear here, demonic flames soaring to the heavens?

Numerous heavenly soldiers and generals converged before Tang Luo, forming the array anew.

Tang Luo's striding step grew slightly heavier; power spread out as ripples.

Those heavenly soldiers and generals simply could not steady themselves, toppling to both sides, parting a road for Tang Luo to advance.

A hundred thousand heavenly soldiers — yet they couldn't stop a single step of Tang Luo's.

Behind him, the places Tang Luo had passed — from the lofty Southern Heaven Gate all the way to the white jade slab-paved road's end — were all shattered.

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall glittered with gold and jade, wreathed in mist; it had no roof, but several coiled-dragon jade pillars stood on either side.

The Jade Emperor daily resides here, ruling the Heavenly Court.

At this moment the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was slightly chaotic; Heaven's designated Goodwill Ambassador Taibai Jinxing's expression carried a hint of tension: "Your Majesty, shall we summon the True Lord of Manifest Sage..."

"Unnecessary!"

The long-bearded, incomparably majestic middle-aged man said coldly, "Back when that demon monkey threw the world into chaos, I was undergoing a minor tribulation, unable to act — that's why the demon monkey ran rampant. Now the minor tribulation has passed; why would I need another's hand!"

"Yes, yes." Taibai Jinxing nodded repeatedly.

But in his heart he was cursing bitterly — because the one who's fought his way up now isn't that half-subdued monkey.

No, it was the demon monkey's mysterious master — Patriarch Subhuti!

Even the Buddha of the Western Heaven had been unable to trace his origins.

Venus Star Taibai buried these words in his heart; seeing the Jade Emperor rise, the golden robe on his body turning into armor, a sharp sword in hand, he looked quite majestic and awe-inspiring.

But facing that Patriarch Subhuti, just how much chance of victory there was — that was truly hard to say.

"Is the Jade Emperor present?"

Along with a voice like a death-summoning talisman, a vast, sky-covering blood color surged into the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Tang Luo looked at the already prepared Jade Emperor and reached out to grab.

The Jade Emperor flew up involuntarily, landing in his hand.

Because of the height difference, he had no choice but to half-kneel on the ground.

"Since you're here, why didn't you answer when I called you?" Tang Luo asked with a smile. "Do you not want to see me?"

Venus Star Taibai's hands trembled, his whisk nearly falling; he instinctively hid behind a jade pillar.

Whatever happened to the promise that no outsider's hand would be needed?

Your Majesty, you knelt far too fast!