The Battle in Journey to the West-Chapter 37 - 0 Duel with the Saint to Save Face
Chapter 37: Chapter 037: Duel with the Saint to Save Face
Chapter 37 -037: Duel with the Saint to Save Face
It is said that Ancestor Minghe came out of the Blood Sea and waited outside for Laozi to arrive.
Ksitigarbha King and Laozi each rode their mounts and came like a whirlwind, and in no time, they had arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Standing above the Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe saw that the comer was indeed the Morality God and could not help but fold his hands and say, “Ancestor Minghe pays his respects to the Morality God.”
Laozi, sitting on the Green Ox, said indifferently, “Minghe, you took that soul; is it still with you now?”
Anxious, Minghe replied, “I did not take it; it was just that I saw the youth had remarkable talent, so I invited him to be a guest in the Blood Sea. However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva misunderstood me, which is why I’ve troubled the Celestial Venerable to make this journey.”
Seeing that Minghe spoke appropriately and politely, Laozi, not one to strike a smiling face, simply nodded slightly.
Laozi then said, “Then release the person.”
Minghe laughed and said, “Releasing him is easy, but having the rare chance to meet the Morality God, I wish to ask for your guidance on Taoist arts.”
Laozi, clear-minded like a mirror, knew exactly what Minghe was thinking and chuckled, “Fair enough, fair enough.”
This was a clever tactic by Minghe, lowering his stance by ostensibly seeking to learn from the Saint and then releasing the person. Even if he lost, he would not lose face, and no one would call Ancestor Minghe too cowardly. Thus, he would retain face and gain benefit. After all, Ancestor Minghe was an old fellow who had attained Dao during the Era of the Heavenly Emperor. It’s often said that the older one gets, the craftier one becomes, and this immensely old Great Mystic was indeed sharper.
Ksitigarbha King frowned but said nothing. He was a modest person, and although he had been ambushed and injured by Minghe, he no longer wanted to pursue the matter. Recently, he had managed to coexist peacefully with Minghe for a while, and moreover, with a Saint present, it wasn’t his place to step forward.
Minghe, riding a cloud of blood, flew up and bowed his head, saying, “Then please, Morality God, enlighten me!”
Wanting to see just how big the gap was between himself and a Saint, Minghe then summoned the Yuantu and Abi Divine Swords and flicked his fingers towards Laozi. The twin swords shot towards him, but Laozi remained calm and composed, with the Three Flowers appearing above his head, supporting a Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda. This pagoda, known for its unparalleled defense, could withstand even the Immortal-slaying Sword. Minghe’s twin swords fell, the pagoda emitted a yellow light and shook slightly, clanging twice crisply as it repelled the twin swords.
“With such a Magical Treasure to rely on, it is difficult for me to prevail,” Minghe spoke loudly.
“Fair enough, fair enough!” Laozi said with a laugh, withdrew the Exquisite Pagoda, and tucked his hands into his sleeves, appearing very amiable.
Minghe, inwardly irritated, pointed the twin swords again and sent them hurtling towards Laozi.
Laozi simply waved his sleeve and produced a newly forged Bagua Fan. With a whoosh, a fierce wind arose, immediately blowing the twin swords away.
“The Morality God’s Mana is boundless, and with such a powerful Magical Treasure, it’s hard to say this is a fair match,” Minghe said.
“Fair enough, fair enough!” Laozi responded.
Still smiling, he also put away the Banana Leaf Fan and remained seated atop the Green Ox, not moving at all. Bored, the Green Ox snorted and yawned loudly, infuriating Minghe to the point where his Three Corpses Deity almost exploded with rage; it was just too demeaning! Minghe didn’t want to lose face, but the Morality God was hardly accommodating and seemed indifferent to his struggle.
This time Minghe was truly enraged. He produced a Lotus Platform in his hand, the Twelve-Graded Karmic Fire Red Lotus, an Innate Supreme Treasure, consecrated it, and threw it directly at Laozi.
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Laozi’s expression turned slightly serious, and then he took out a Vajra Bracelet and tossed it casually. It struck the Red Lotus with a clang, sending it flying away, and then the Vajra Bracelet fell and caught the Red Lotus perfectly.
Minghe’s face alternated between red and white as he said, “Please guide me with Taoist arts, Celestial Venerable!”
Laozi smiled slightly, put away the Vajra Bracelet, and said, “Fair enough, fair enough!”
Minghe was so frustrated that the Samadhi nearly scorched his throat. After retrieving the Lotus Platform, he directly gripped the twin Divine Swords and charged at Laozi.
Laozi remained seated on the Green Ox, pinched a spell with his hands, and drew a circle in the air, followed by a curve, creating a Tai Chi Diagram.
The swords of the Ming River had already struck down, and these two swords were extremely formidable, slaying without staining with Karmic Force, untainted by cause and effect.
Laozi pushed the Tai Chi Diagram forward; this was no longer his magical treasure but purely an evolution formed by his Mana. As the two swords of the Ming River fell, they struck squarely on the Tai Chi Diagram, yet it was as if they had hacked into cotton, finding no solid place to impact. With a change of the spell in Laozi’s hand, the Tai Chi Diagram began to rotate, and upon pressing a finger on it, black and white lights spurted out, directly blasting the Ming River away.
A shock struck the heart of the Ming River, who hastily stepped on the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Lotus Platform at his feet, wielded twin swords, and once again charged into attack, with a Shura Mirror also hanging overhead.
“Ming River!” Laozi suddenly burst out as thunder with his tongue, shouting loudly.
“Ah?” Ming River responded subconsciously.
“It’s too late!”
Instantly, an enormous suction force spread, and one could see Laozi’s gourd flying up into the air, with its mouth opening directly towards the Ming River. This gourd was another of his formidable magical treasures. By calling one’s name and receiving a response, it would suck them in in an instant and then dissolve them into pus.
Ming River busily circulated his Mana. The Blood God Child split into many, attacking and exploding with bangs, creating a blood mist that finally clogged the mouth of the gourd.
Just as Ming River was about to speak, Laozi said, “Well said, well said!”
Just then, Laozi pressed his own forehead, and immediately, a yellow-robed Taoist, a green-robed Taoist, and a white-robed Taoist appeared, all three Taoists laughing and saying, “Fellow Taoist, what brings you to us?”
Without hesitation, Laozi pointed at Ming River, and the three Taoists burst into laughter and charged towards Ming River.
This was precisely Laozi’s formidable ability, One Qi Transforms into the Three Pure Ones. The three Taoists arranged in the Three Talents formation, moving toward Ming River. Greatly alarmed, Ming River hastily deployed his magical treasure, operating the Shura Mirror to emit light, but the Taoists sketched a Tai Chi in the air, using the opponent’s force against them, and reflected the light back.
The three Taoists surrounded Ming River, one attacking fiercely, one sweeping through the formation, and one casting spells, all well-coordinated but seemingly with the attitude of a cat playing with a mouse, not exerting full force, forcing Ming River to sweat profusely and flounder helplessly. Then the yellow-robed Taoist stepped forward and struck Ming River with a palm squarely in the back, shouting, “This hurts me too!” as he fell from the Lotus Platform, only to be caught by the green-robed Taoist, who gently pushed him, sending him smashing into a mountain peak, collapsing it instantly. The white-robed Taoist waved a hand, and Yin and Yang qi transformed into a chain that bound Ming River.
Ming River, dizzy and vision blurred from this series of attacks, had already lost any power to resist.
Laozi, smiling, said, “Are you convinced now?”
Ming River grunted, “The methods of a Saint are indeed extraordinary. Should the day come when I attain the Primordial Great Way, I will still seek teachings from your Excellency!”
Laozi and the three Taoists all laughed together, saying, “Well said, well said!”
Ming River, almost fainting with anger, said, “Thank you for the guidance today, your Excellency. I will release him right now.”
“Well said, well said.” Laozi recalled the three incarnations and released the chains from Ming River.
Ming River, as if escaping, fled into the Blood Sea. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched and clapped in delight, saying, “Wonderful, wonderful! Well said, well said!”
Laozi recalled the three incarnations and said, “Let’s go.”
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva asked, “Aren’t we waiting for him to release the person?”
Laozi smiled and said, “He wouldn’t dare not to release him.”
With that said, Laozi had already mounted the Green Ox and ascended to the heavens, while Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva turned Di Ting’s head and descended to the Underworld.
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