59: 59th Chapter Bald Gourd the Old Clapper 59: 59th Chapter Bald Gourd the Old Clapper Sun Wukong shook his head with a smile.
Bai Yu had just become a Celestial Immortal, while Fahai could be considered a strong one among them.
Now, compared to the first time they met, Fahai’s strength had increased by a third.
With his strong methods, he had few opponents among those of equal cultivation.
Having just attained the rank of Celestial Immortal, Bai Yu had a long way to go to catch up with Fahai.
“I will definitely win it back.”
Bai Yu gritted his teeth.
Fahai raised an eyebrow and said, “Then I shall wait for you to win it back.”
Both of them snorted coldly at the same time.
Sun Wukong looked outside and said, “Stop quarreling, there are distinguished guests arriving.”
Bai Yu circulated his mana, instantly returning to normal.
Fahai and Bai Yu stood behind Sun Wukong, looking beyond Huaguo Mountain.
Two figures arrived, it was none other than Immortal Master Erlang and Nezha.
“What brings the two brothers to me?”
Sun Wukong asked with a smile.
Nezha pulled a face; he didn’t speak.
Instead, Immortal Master Erlang said, “By the decree of Lady Houtu, we are to quell the rebellion in the underworld.
Nezha and I fear the rebels are numerous and strong, so we ask the Great Saint to lend a hand.”
Sun Wukong was somewhat surprised.
The Ten Kings of Hell are incarnations of Taiyi Suffering Heavenly Venerate Tianzun, they should not have rebelled, right?
That is also not right; he is an incarnation of Great Emperor Ziwei.
Who else could have rebelled?”
With these two great gods presiding over the underworld, who could rise up against them?
“Shen Tu, Cai Yulei, and the other Five Directions Ghost Emperors.”
Sun Wukong frowned; were those few rotten fishes and shrimps also in need of their combined effort to be subdued?
“There are also some great calamities suppressed in the eighteen levels of hell, who for some reason have been let out.
Even the united Ten Kings of Hell cannot hold them back.”
Immortal Master Erlang explained.
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said, “I’m not going.
Those suppressed in hell are great calamities?
Maybe they were wronged.
I won’t grant you this favor, Old Sun.”
Immortal Master Erlang was slightly taken aback; he gave a wry smile, bowed his hands, and left with Nezha.
Outside Huaguo Mountain, Nezha asked in surprise, “Big brother, are we just leaving ?”
With a bitter smile, Immortal Master Erlang said, “I forgot that for these past thousand years, Sun Wukong was suppressed in the underworld, on the nineteenth level no less.
Nezha stuck out his tongue.
No wonder the monkey got angry.
If it were him, he likely would have already taken action.
Wasn’t it just deliberately ripping open the monkey’s old wound?
“With you and me joining forces, brother, we need not fear subduing those Mountain Spirits and Goblins.
You shouldn’t take it too much to heart,” Nezha consoled him.
Nodding, Immortal Master Erlang said with a smile, “Let’s go to the underworld.”
“Why didn’t the Great Saint accept Immortal Master Erlang’s invitation?”
Fahai was a bit puzzled.
Supporting virtue and suppressing demons, isn’t that what immortals should do?
Sun Wukong sneered, “Why should I agree?
There are so many gods in the Three Realms, many of whom are stronger than Old Sun.
Since Lady Houtu has issued a decree, other gods will not refuse.
What difference does it make if Old Sun doesn’t go?”
Fahai was slightly taken aback; indeed, it did make sense.
Leaving others aside, just Xuantan Ancestor or True Martial Great Emperor, which of them wasn’t a top power in the Three Realms?
Their capability to subdue demons was not inferior to the Great Saint’s.
“Some people just want to drag Old Sun into the fray, but I won’t let them get their way.
If they annoy Old Sun, I’ll flip their disguise with a single swing of my stick and expose their true faces to the world,” said Sun Wukong with a sneer.
He had come to understand many issues.
“Which one is the Great Saint talking about?”
Fahai’s heart trembled, and he looked curious.
“A bald gourd, an old clapper; in any case, they’re all old coins, none of them good stuff.”
Fahai was filled with question marks?
Inside the Immortal Peach Orchard, the Local Deity sneezed.
He looked around in confusion.
Who was talking about him?
In the estate of a wealthy family in the mundane world, a dashing and handsome young man was drinking with a strikingly beautiful woman.
Suddenly, he sneezed too.
“Who is talking about me?”
“Ling’er, what’s the matter?”
The woman, dressed in white martial attire and radiating a sharp, heroic aura, was clearly a mighty swordfighter.
Swordfighters reached enlightenment through the sword, and the mortals called them Sword Immortals.
This woman had clearly just entered the realm of Sword Immortal.
“It’s nothing, Bi Lian.
I just suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, there’s no need to worry,” reassured Li Ling with a slight smile.