Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 575: The Seriously Injured Kunpeng

"Ah? The true form!?"

Jiang Liu was slightly startled by Ancestor Minghe's words before swiftly coming to a realization.

Ancestor Minghe was said to possess countless Master Blood God incarnations; as long as the Blood Sea was not dry, Minghe would not perish.

So, was the Ancestor Minghe in front of him just an incarnation?

"Could it be? An incarnation already has Quasi-Saint Level strength? How powerful must the true form be!?" Realizing that the Minghe before him was merely an incarnation, Jiang Liu was astonished, his heart secretly amazed.

"Wait, you mean to say, you want to send my daughter to the true form? This..."

The child was just born, after all. To send her into Ancestor Minghe's hands so casually? Jiang Liu felt somewhat uneasy.

After all, Ancestor Minghe in this Blood Sea seemed anything but a figure of righteousness.

"Indeed, naturally so. Do you not trust me?" Seeing Jiang Liu's hesitant and seemingly reluctant expression, Ancestor Minghe nodded and at the same time, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Well, can't I just watch by the side? You understand, this is my daughter, I can't help but worry..." After pondering for a moment, Jiang Liu promptly asked Minghe.

"Impossible!" However, upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, Minghe firmly shook his head and said, "I have never met anyone with my true form, and naturally, you are no exception!"

"Uh..." Hearing Ancestor Minghe's words, Jiang Liu was inwardly shocked.

Never meeting anyone with his true form? Does that mean? Throughout the ages, all who have seen Minghe have only seen an incarnation!?

"If you are willing, I will send the person over, but if you are not, let this matter be dropped!" Seeing Jiang Liu's hesitant look, Ancestor Minghe shook his head and said.

Preferably abandoning Jiang Liu's favor, Minghe was not willing to reveal his true form.

"Then, since that's the case, I must trouble Sect Master..." After all, he was in a position of asking for help. After a brief moment of silence in his heart, Jiang Liu gritted his teeth and handed over his daughter to Ancestor Minghe.

"Rest assured, although I am not someone of great kindness, I am still a being only second to the Saint. My word is as good as gold, and I will certainly help you resolve the matter properly!" Seeing Jiang Liu's expression, Ancestor Minghe took the Demon Infant from his hands and spoke.

"Thank you very much, Sect Master!" Jiang Liu nodded slightly and had no choice but to trust Minghe.

Holding the Demon Infant, Sect Master Minghe turned and left.

But almost at the same time, the void slightly distorted, and then, a new Sect Master Minghe appeared before Jiang Liu.

"It will take some time to strip away the Demon Soul, Xuanzang. You should sit down and rest..." This newly appeared Sect Master Minghe, after arriving, cordially invited Jiang Liu to rest.

Glancing at it, the level of this Ancestor Minghe was only level 85, merely having the Cultivation Level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

This made Jiang Liu shake his head secretly. Clearly, this was yet another incarnation of Ancestor Minghe, merely an incarnation with the strength of a Great Luo Golden Immortal Level.

No one knew just how many incarnations Ancestor Minghe had; their strengths seemed to vary from strong to weak.

"Below the Saint, there are many Quasi-Saints, each formidable in their own right, but if one were to say who among the Quasi-Saints is the most elusive, it would probably be Ancestor Minghe, right?"

Considering that no one has ever seen Ancestor Minghe's true form to this day, Jiang Liu couldn't help but shake his head internally—such ability was terrifying.

"Many thanks, Ancestor!" Although his mind was filled with myriad thoughts, Jiang Liu didn't show it on the surface. After thanking him verbally, he sat down as well.

Then, Ancestor Minghe personally brewed a cup of tea for Jiang Liu.

"Xuanzang, this Journey to the West spans eighteen thousand miles. How much of it have you traveled now?" Minghe asked nonchalantly, sounding quite hospitable while making small talk.

"Now? I've probably traveled over thirty thousand miles, I guess!" Jiang Liu replied to Ancestor Minghe's question.

"Only over thirty thousand miles? Your progress seems a bit slow!" Upon hearing this, Minghe commented.

"I can't help it. The westward road is fraught with treacherous mountains and evil waters—it's indeed tough to traverse, not to mention the myriad demons and ghosts and the obstacles all along the way..." Jiang Liu shook his head and sighed with a look of helplessness.

"I also know a thing or two about what happened between you and Princess Gaoyang in the past. In just a few short years, you've already reached the Realm of Heavenly Immortal? This rate of growth is indeed surprising!" Continuing with the idle chat from all around the world, after asking about the westward progress, Ancestor Minghe then expressed his wonder at Jiang Liu's Cultivation Level.

"Sect Master flatters me, for with my strength, I am not even worth mentioning in front of you!" Jiang Liu spoke humbly, but he was also speaking the truth.

The gap in Experience Points alone showed that, within the same stage, there was nearly a tenfold difference in Cultivation Level between the highest and the lowest.

How many major realms am I, a Heavenly Immortal, below the Quasi-Saints?

Saying that his cultivation level placed on the body of Ancestor Minghe would only be akin to a drop in the ocean was no exaggeration.

"Hmm, this treasure was given to you by Tathagata for self-protection, right? Indeed, it's a fine protective item. It's just a pity..." After some casual conversation, Ancestor Minghe showed no desire to covet the item and offhandedly returned the Nine-Ring Monk's Staff he had taken earlier to Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu naturally accepted it and placed it into his storage space.

"By the way, a few years ago you became sworn brothers with Master Zhenyuan, he seems to treat you quite well!" Noticing the scene of Jiang Liu putting the item into his storage space, akin to Master Zhenyuan's Sleeve Universe divine skills, Ancestor Minghe continued to speak.

"Yes, it was indeed Brother Zhenyuan who advised me to seek your help this time!" Jiang Liu nodded in response.

"Even if you hadn't said it, I would have guessed it was him!"

Ancestor Minghe and Jiang Liu chatted idly, with an atmosphere that could not be considered harmonious, but at least there was no awkward silence.

They chatted about anything and everything, with time passing by every second.

...

However, at that moment, suddenly, a figure unexpectedly appeared in the sky above the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The figure looked extremely bedraggled, with a ghastly wound in the chest so great that one could almost see the internal organs through it.

Such a horrific injury, were it on an ordinary person, would have been fatal long ago, yet this mysterious figure still seemed full of vigor.

"Phew..."

After arriving above the Netherworld Blood Sea with that terrifying wound in his chest, the figure let out a sigh of relief and then took a deep breath, his voice echoing across the entire Netherworld Blood Sea, "An old friend comes visiting and Sect Master Minghe does not come out to greet me?"

"Him? Why has he come?" Inside the hall, Ancestor Minghe, who was speaking with Jiang Liu, saw a flash of blood in his eyes and slightly furrowed his brows, muttering quietly to himself.

"Xuanzang, please make yourself comfortable here. I have a Taoist friend who has come to visit, and I shall go to receive him!" Immediately after, Ancestor Minghe turned to Jiang Liu and said.

"Please proceed, Sect Master!" Jiang Liu replied with a calm expression.

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As soon as he finished speaking, Ancestor Minghe turned and left the hall.

And Jiang Liu? After thinking for a moment, he also stood up and followed out.

Everyone else had left, so staying alone in the hall seemed pointless; he might as well go out and see for himself.

Moreover, calling out to Ancestor Minghe so openly, even addressing him as "Taoist Friend," evoked Jiang Liu's curiosity about who the visitor was.

Following behind Ancestor Minghe, Jiang Liu walked out of the hall and quickly saw Ancestor Minghe's floating figure in the sky, naturally also catching sight of the figure in front of Ancestor Minghe.

"It's him!? What happened to him!?" Recognizing the figure before Ancestor Minghe, Jiang Liu was inwardly shocked and even more astonished.

It turned out that the person who suddenly arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea was none other than Demon Master Kunpeng, whom he had met on Flame Mountain before.

"Didn't Demon Master Kunpeng leave Flame Mountain earlier? Why has he come to the Netherworld Blood Sea now? And to sustain such severe injuries!?" Jiang Liu was startled at the appearance of Demon Master Kunpeng, and even more so at the extent of Kunpeng's injuries.

Jiang Liu would not forget that Demon Master Kunpeng was a being of the Level 100 Blue UI; in the three realms and six paths, who could possibly inflict such grave injuries on him?

"Could it be the doing of a Saint?" Glancing at the terrible and ferocious wound on Kunpeng's chest, Jiang Liu couldn't help but speculate, baffled.

However, after another thought, he shook his head; no, it was impossible.

Why would Kunpeng provoke a Saint for no reason? He couldn't possibly be unaware of a Saint's fearsomeness!

"Taoist Friend Kunpeng, what has happened to you...?" Hovering in mid-air, Minghe looked at Kunpeng before him with a surprised expression, clearly taken aback by the injury on his chest.

"Sect Master Minghe, as you can see, my injuries are extremely severe, and it would take hundreds or even eight hundred years to recover. The aura of essence blood in your Netherworld Blood Sea is very abundant, so I would like to enter the Blood Sea to heal. I wonder if my old friend would allow it?" Kunpeng got straight to the point without any unnecessary talk.

"No!"

Yet upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Ancestor Minghe didn't even think before shaking his head and outright refused.

"Taoist Friend Kunpeng, I'm well aware of your abilities, unparalleled under the heavens. Such a terrible injury must be the work of a Saint. Since it's the work of a Saint, how could I dare to assist in healing you? I would ask that you seek another place for healing," Minghe said, shaking his head and refusing outright.

He dared not help heal an injury left by a Saint; otherwise, he might offend the Saint himself.