Chapter 233

In the final three days of the Dao Canon, the gods and immortals could be said to have returned with full loads.

Even if the Western Sect had interfered midway, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the gods and immortals.

After all, Shen Kuo remained steady, issuing divine edicts only during the dispersal of the canon.

And before the divine edict was issued, Tai Jin was astonished: 'A minor immortal under a thousand years old starting a teaching war?'

"The minor immortals' chicken‑like squabbling—can that be called a teaching war?" Jin Wu and Jiu Li had learned badly, but after saying that, he corrected Shen Qingli: "A Li isn't chicken."

"So this is to our advantage!" The Grand Elder's old eyes brightened: "Divine Monarch, you truly are old and crafty—that little punk Holy Buddha really isn't your match."

Shen Kuo: '…They're not stupid either; he agreed to this, but they set the rules for the teaching war.'

"Our A Li's strength is here! Any rules would be meaningless." Tai Jin was full of confidence, but "the teaching war must be a battle of different insights between realms; most youngsters lack deep insight, so how do we judge victory or defeat?"

"They'll bring up the details, but our side can't let them have it all their way." Shen Kuo had already planned for this: "In this teaching war, Xiao Liu Meng will lead, and A Li will assist."

"Me?" Liu Meng exclaimed; she had just been saying how the big shots' meeting could let her attend—turns out there's an important task!

"Yes, you." Shen Kuo looked at her, "We'll entrust A Li to your care."

"Count on it!" Liu Meng patted her chest, "Seven, Divine Monarch, rest assured—I'll definitely protect Little Junior Sister!"

"Hmm." Shen Kuo really felt relieved; these kids were all good: "Yue Feng, Yi Dao, you also put in extra effort."

Yue Feng broke into a sweat, "We'll work hard! We'll definitely shoulder this important task."

Li Yidao said nothing, only the sword intent in his eyes became even more sharply revealed.

"Sect Master Ji."

"Hey! Just call me by name."

Ji Wanxing couldn't bear the title of Sect Master from the Kunlun Divine Monarch.

Shen Kuo didn't insist either: 'Wanxing, the Demon Sea borders your Heavenly Star Palace; monitor this area and serve as A Li's vanguard shield—it's up to you.'

"No! There's still me, the Demon!" Chi Mo exclaimed, he was still here: "I once rebelled from the Divine Court—that was your Divine Court looking down on demons with dog eyes! Wasn't it later that your Divine Monarch acted righteously? I,"

"Don't rush." Shen Kuo soothed, "The Heavenly Star Palace is in the heavens, you are in the sea and on the earth."

Chi Mo, hearing that, understood! Only then did he not rush.

Although he is strong, in terms of heavenly combat power he is indeed inferior to the Nine Heavens Stars, especially when they are arranged in an Eight Trigrams formation.

But Jiu Li spoke up: 'You'll have to cooperate with me then—we can open the Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram!'

Ji Wanxing stared, 'Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram?'

"Yes!" Jiu Li clenched his paws, "I'll teach you!"

Master Hua Yuan smiled, "Good, let's study well."

"This isn't just playing around!" Jiu Li puffed out his little chubby face, "This Taiji fist was taught by the Divine Monarch!"

The Nine Stars rose solemnly, immediately stood and bowed: 'Thank you, Master Nine.'

Jiu Li immediately smiled, eyes crinkling: 'No problem, no problem~'

Shen Qingli couldn't help but scoop it up and give it a rub: 'When did you learn that?'

"When that old turtle tried to bully you," Jiu Li rolled over his belly, clearly enjoying A Li's pinches.

Shen Qingli remembered—it was also when Tai Jin had come to find her before; Tai Jin had also realized, and suddenly his mind was full of lawsuits.

He glanced at the silent, taciturn Queen Mother of the West, wanting to speak but stopping…

"Let go." the Queen Mother of the West said coldly.

Tai Jin immediately laughed and said, 'I just wanted to ask—is the Young Lord really A Li? Then who was that person I saw earlier? Let me tell you, the power on his body is truly a copy of the Divine Monarch! The five‑colored Dao light comes and goes just like that—'

As he spoke, Tai Jin fell silent.

He had already realized where the problem lay!

Five‑colored Dao light, a copy of the Divine Monarch,

Could it actually be the Divine Monarch himself!?

"Understood?" the Queen Mother of the West asked with a cold stare.

Tai Jin wiped a bead of cold sweat—no wonder he instinctively wanted to kneel! That wasn't the Young Lord, that was the Sovereign himself!

"What an idiot." the Queen Mother of the West didn't know what to say, "The Sovereign only chose you to entrust the Young Lord; if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have made things difficult for the Young Lord."

"How would I know…" Tai Jin felt guilty—he had never seen the Sovereign's true face! Moreover, he had always thought the Sovereign was at least like the Grand Elder; if not, he should be of the Divine Monarch's steady, aloof type.

Um,

All right.

"The Young Lord" is more terrifying than these two.

One moment obedient, the next moment recklessly wild.

One glance dignified, the next instant wanton.

Just—so changeable! It leaves people utterly unable to make heads or tails of it.

"Could it be that the Sovereign feels at ease precisely because he's rather stupid?"

Jin Wu's words stabbed Tai Jin's heart through and through; he gave Jin Wu a resentful glance—we're colleagues, why be so harsh on each other?

"Cough." Zhong Minglan gave a light cough, "Maybe you've all guessed wrong—Little Di Jin and the Divine Monarch are still not quite the same, and besides, this isn't the point; let's first talk about the teaching war."

The Queen Mother of the West said nothing; she was still in the midst of her worldview shattering.

Her supreme sovereign, who calls himself a 'child‑in‑law,' doesn't say it, and moreover—

Never mind the Sovereign's affairs—why dwell on them? She was simply caught off guard.

"Um, before the war starts, could I sneak into the Western Sect's court?"

"No way!" Zhong Minglan lightly pinched her cheek, "No adventuring allowed."

"Dad?" Shen Qingli looked hopefully at her father, but Zhong Minglan was already glaring at Shen Kuo.

Shen Kuo gave a faint smile, "Listen to your mother."

Zhong Minglan was satisfied.

But Shen Kuo said again, "You can go openly and aboveboard."

Zhong Minglan paused, recalling what he had said earlier, and did not refute it.

Going secretly, the Western Teaching can strike covertly, but going openly and aboveboard, they absolutely dare not!

Speaking of which, Zhong Minglan still had a doubt: "Those two Dharma Protectors I already beat—how did they recover so quickly?"

"It's related to their teachings." Shen Kuo's eyes were complex, "The Great Sun Holy Buddha is their pillar and the entirety of their faith. It seems he can instantly restore all his subordinates."

This is also why Shen Kuo proposed to start war with those below Upper Immortal; once fighting begins, even if he has extremely strong divine recovery ability, it cannot match the speed at which the Great Sun Holy Buddha nourishes those divine monks.

Moreover, the moment Cangpei appeared, he clearly understood that they must not let this scoundrel possess the ability to claim victory in both realms, otherwise this rascal would surely use A Li as a raft.

"But they won't let A Li enter the Holy Court, will they?" Jin Wu raised the question, "A Li's strength, they surely know it well."

That is a fact.

Previously, the two Dharma Protectors had come specially to steal away Li.

They almost succeeded in doing it!

"I have a reason."

Shen Qingli pondered, since they already know!

Then why should she sneak about?

Father's idea is correct.

She will go openly and aboveboard!

Moreover, she must know the truth of a certain matter.