Chapter 672 - 78: Punishing the Supreme Old Devil? The Creation Jade Scroll’s Perfection

Chapter 672: Chapter 78: Punishing the Supreme Old Devil? The Creation Jade Scroll’s Perfection

BOOM!!

Sun Monkey kicked open the gates of Douluo Palace. He strode inside with a swagger, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Anyone home? Hello?"

The monkey started shouting the moment he stepped into Douluo Palace, before he’d even taken a good look around. Only then did the scene before him come into focus.

He focused his gaze and saw two children fanning the flames of a Pill Furnace, who glanced at him in surprise. A pretty young girl was also staring at him.

Behind the Pill Furnace sat a little old man with a long, flowing white beard. He looked utterly plain and ordinary.

An unremarkable Daoist Palace, an unassuming Immortal.

Sun Wukong cleared his throat and announced loudly,

"I am Sun Wukong, the Traveling General of the Daoist Mansion, recently appointed by the Celestial Duke himself! Just making my rounds, visiting the neighbors..."

As he spoke, he glanced around, looking this way and that. He felt a faint, fleeting sense of familiarity looking at the Old Immortal’s face, but that was all.

Supreme Laojun’s face was not the same as that of the Supreme Moral Heavenly Venerate.

Sun Monkey swaggered forward at once and said cheerfully,

"Old Immortal, I’ve already announced my name. Why haven’t you introduced yourself? Don’t tell me you look down on me, the Traveling General?"

The Old Immortal chuckled and shook his head, speaking in a gentle voice.

"This poor Daoist is, naturally, the master of this Daoist Palace."

"You, Old Immortal, you don’t look like you’re up to any good. What’s this Daoist Palace for, anyway? And what’s with the little girl?"

As he said this, Sun Monkey looked curiously at the young girl, whose beauty could topple nations. She just rolled her eyes at him and snapped,

"Where did this brazen Monkey come from, daring to trespass here?"

"Hey now!"

Sun Monkey was not pleased. He put his hands on his hips.

"Little girl, you’re standing before the Traveling General of the Daoist Mansion, the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain! That’s no way to talk to me! Your own Old Immortal hasn’t even said a word!"

He pouted and added,

"Fine, I won’t stoop to your level, little girl... This looks like a place for Alchemy, doesn’t it? Old Immortal, you must be the Celestial Realm’s Alchemy Official, right? Hey, let me try some of your Elixirs!"

The words had barely left his mouth when,

under the somewhat speechless gaze of the Old Lord and the dumbfounded stares of Golden Horned and Silver Horned,

Sun Monkey walked up to the Eight Trigrams Furnace, placed his hands on the lid, and gave it a light lift.

It didn’t budge.

"Hm?"

The monkey froze. His eyes widened, and he roared,

"Up!"

He used all his strength, his hands glowing with a splendid Innate light, but the furnace lid remained as still and steady as a mountain.

"Strange, how strange..."

Sun Monkey, feeling he’d lost some face, activated the Eighteen-foot Golden Form from the Eighty-one Buddhist Techniques. His entire body turned a brilliant gold, radiating a halo of Buddhist light.

He tried again. Accompanied by Brahma Sounds and the illusory image of a Buddha Land rising and falling, he exerted one hundred and thirty percent of his strength. The lid still didn’t move.

PFFT!

The young girl at the side burst out laughing.

Sun Monkey’s face flushed with shame and anger. He couldn’t take it anymore.

"Little girl, what’s so funny? There’s something strange about this furnace, very strange! It seems Old Sun will have to show you some of my real skills!"

As he finished speaking,

Sun Wukong took a deep breath. He activated the final technique of the Eighty-one Buddhist Techniques, visualizing in his mind the Old Immortal who had passed these Great Divine Techniques on to him.

He shouted,

"Invitation of Buddhism Skill! Zhunti’s great wonder, infinite purity!"

「Meanwhile, above the Chaos.」

"Hm?"

The Ancient Bodhi Buddha’s eyes fluttered open.

’What’s going on with that monkey? Why is he using the Invitation of Buddhism Skill to borrow my power so soon?’

He frowned. He had personally passed down the Eighty-one Skills to the Monkey and used a Great Divine Technique to alter the monkey’s subconscious, making him use only Buddhist Skills and not Daoist Skills.

This was supposed to be a good thing, a way to subtly nudge the monkey towards the Buddhist Sect through repeated battles. But...

Bodhi’s brow furrowed. His eyes lit up, and he was slightly taken aback.

He couldn’t see where the Monkey was.

’Strange, how strange...’

Without thinking too much about it, and intending to show Sun Wukong the true might of Buddhist Skills, Bodhi pointed a finger. His power surged along the tenuous connection toward Sun Monkey.

After a moment’s hesitation, he went a step further, sending down a sliver of his True Spirit. He broke off a Bodhi Miaoshu Branch to carry it, and sent it drifting along the connection from the Invitation of Buddhism Skill to descend upon Sun Wukong.

’The Monkey’s whereabouts are unknown. It would be troublesome if something unexpected happened,’ he thought. ’A wisp of my True Spirit can suppress a Daluo with a single thought. That should be more than enough.’

「In the next instant.」

Inside Douluo Palace, Sun Wukong’s body swelled before their very eyes. His Eighteen-foot Golden Form transformed into an Eight Zhang Golden Form.

Phenomena appeared around his Physique: Buddhas chanting sutras, Bodhisattvas showing compassion, and a vast Buddha Land. A Miaoshu Branch materialized behind his back, swaying gently.

The monkey strained and roared,

"OPEN FOR OLD SUN!!"

VMMMM!!

The Eight Trigrams Furnace trembled slightly, but that was all.

"Open! Open!"

Sun Wukong refused to believe it. Frustrated and humiliated, the Bodhi True Spirit attached to his Physique manifested, and the Supreme Being opened his eyes.

"Let me see..."

the Bodhi True Spirit murmured. As it opened its eyes, it saw a plain, unassuming Old Immortal with a faint, unreadable smile. Its voice died in its throat.

"??"

A chill ran through the Bodhi True Spirit. Just as it was about to retreat, it saw Sun Wukong suddenly heave the lid off the Eight Trigrams Furnace. The furnace blazed with a light so bright it forced the monkey to shut his eyes.

In the next instant, an immense suction force erupted, sucking in both the Bodhi True Spirit and the Miaoshu Branch that were quietly hovering behind Sun Wukong!

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for such a generous gift. Many thanks..."

The Old Lord chuckled with delight. Somewhere in the Chaos, a certain Buddha Lord coughed up blood, his aura diminishing drastically.

"Supreme..." Bodhi ground his teeth. He looked at his Bodhi Miaoshu, which was now missing another branch, leaving only forty-eight. His heart was filled with such extreme frustration that he wanted to jump up and down, but he also felt a pang of heartache, like a toothache.

’No, seriously, what was that Monkey doing running off to Douluo Palace for no reason?’