Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage
Chapter 203 - 196: Mosquito Protector Seeks Blood Sea Reinforcements

Chapter 203: Chapter 196: Mosquito Protector Seeks Blood Sea Reinforcements

The war between Tianzhu and Great Tang was nearing its end, and the fall of White Elephant City was only a matter of time.

The Ksitigarbha King, along with Wukong and the others, returned to Water Curtain Cave to devise a plan to seize the Eastern Emperor Bell.

For the Demon Tribe with Five Elements Bloodline to produce a Daluo Golden Immortal wasn’t too difficult; it might be hard for outsiders to find one, but it was a simple task for the Demon Tribe. Xuan Wu represented water, White Tiger was metal, Vermilion Bird symbolized fire, Azure Dragon was wood, and the Qingqiu clan represented earth. Now, the Demon Tribe was solely led by Wukong, making the assembly even easier.

Just by having the five major clans send five elders, the matter would be settled. Wukong had merged the River Map and Luo Book into his Dantian, alongside the Golden Lotus. He had already fathomed their profound mysteries, which were mostly about the ways of complex formations, though there was scant mention of creation myths.

Let’s put aside Wukong’s journey back to Water Curtain Cave for the moment and turn to Mount Sumeru in the Western Heaven.

This Mosquito Taoist had been converted by Amitabha Buddha and served as a protector for Amitabha, and he should not be called Mosquito Taoist anymore, but rather Mosquito Protector.

Mosquito Protector, upon hearing that the Buddhist Sect was weakening while Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Taoist took no action, felt the urgency akin to "the Eunuch being more anxious than the Emperor." The Buddhist Sect was the lifeblood of Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Taoist, so how could he allow it to be destroyed so easily? He was extremely dissatisfied with Sun Wukong, who also hailed from the Demon Tribe.

"Since Amitabha Buddha will not act, then as Mosquito Protector, I shall go down the mountain and deal with that Sun Wukong myself. I want to see just how capable he really is! A mere monkey dares to threaten the existence of the Buddhist Sect in Western Heaven!"

So he secretly descended the mountain. Amitabha Buddha naturally knew but pretended to be ignorant. The thoughts of a Saint are indeed profound and inscrutable!

Moving on, when Wukong and the others returned to Water Curtain Cave, they were greeted and a grand feast was prepared.

"Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Xuan Wu, Qingqiu, from each of the five major clans, select five of the purest-blooded Daluo Golden Immortals. I will teach you the Five Elements Formation. Practice it daily without delay, and when you have mastered it, I will have a great use for it!" Wukong issued an edict, and from the five major clans, five Daluo Golden Immortals were sent. He then taught them the Five Elements Formation and began their training.

To outsiders, the Five Elements Formation seemed to be a very basic formation, but it wasn’t so. In the hands of Fuxi, it was a formation that could shock Heaven and Earth and make ghosts and gods weep. However, Fuxi fell during the Ancient War, and although his teaching of the Five Elements Formation was passed down, it was too profound for most to comprehend. Thus, the intricate aspects of the formation were simplified, leading to its gradual weakening.

Outsiders thought that just arranging the Five Elements was enough to form the formation.

But the true Five Elements Formation required great attention to detail, especially when enacted by these five major clans, which could make it considerably more powerful. It might even reproduce the true might of the Five Elements Formation of the Holy Emperor Fuxi from Ancient Times! The Magical Treasure that the Lord of Primordial Beginning had refined into, although hastily and with few prohibitions established, was not something a common person could shake, was it?

Without forming the Great Five Elements Formation, let alone five Daluo Golden Immortals, even fifty would hardly make a difference.

The news of seeking the Eastern Emperor Bell from Mount Buzhou was not something Wukong dared to spread, so he did not disclose his intentions, but the five of them still practiced the Five Elements Formation with all their might. Now that Wukong’s strength had greatly increased and his position as the Green Emperor, the leader, had been thoroughly consolidated, no one dared to question him anymore, and no one could shake his authority!

"Golden-Winged Great Peng King, you and Shen Gongbao should set up the Myriad Immortals Formation. Although it might not suffice, it will still be enough to hold them off for a while," Wukong said. "The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will look after you in secret. You must defend the Southern Heavenly Gate and prevent the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from coming out!"

The Golden-Winged Great Peng King, already eager and impatient, said, "Rest assured, Wukong, I’ll make sure those Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals go there but never return!"

Wukong then turned to Yuan Hong, "Brother Yuan Hong, the Western Heavenly Gate is closest to the Queen Mother’s Jade Pool. Take with you thirty Daluo Golden Immortals and also form the Myriad Immortals Formation. If you can hold for half an hour, it will be considered a success."

Yuan Hong laughed, "Wukong, you underestimate me!"

Wu Zhiqi eagerly stepped forward and asked, "If Comrade Yuan guards the Western Heavenly Gate, then what about me? Where should I guard?"

After a moment of contemplation, Wukong replied, "You take charge of the Eastern Heavenly Gate. Just ten Daluo Golden Immortals will suffice. It seems the Eastern Heavenly Gate doesn’t have much of a garrison. By the time they circle back from the Western Heaven Gate and Southern Heavenly Gate, I’ll most likely have obtained the Eastern Emperor Bell."

"Who will guard the Northern Heavenly Gate?" Yuan Hong inquired.

Wukong laughed, "It will suffice if I, Sun Wukong, lead ten Daluo Golden Immortals to guard here. Brother Ying Zheng and the rest of the Daluo Golden Immortals, follow me to Mount Buzhou to shake the foundations of Kunlun!"

Mount Buzhou, also known as Kunlun, is the foremost immortal mountain under heaven. Before the Heavenly Court was established, Kunlun was the practice ground of the Lord of Primordial Beginning. Later, once the Heavenly Court was established, the Lord of Primordial Beginning moved to Jade Void Palace in the Jade Purity Heaven of the Thirty-Three Heavens, yielding Kunlun to the Queen Mother of the West. And subsequently, the Queen Mother of the West built the Jade Pool and the Ten Continents and Three Islands atop Mount Kunlun.

"How shall we proceed if this angers the Heavenly Court? If they intervene in the struggle between the Demon Tribe and the Buddhists, what then?" Ying Zheng asked.

"That’s unlikely," Wukong said deliberately. "The Jade Emperor would rather we fought until the heaven and earth were turned upside down. Besides, his officials wouldn’t agree to the Heavenly Court lending a hand. During the recent conflict between the Great Tang and Tianzhu, the Jade Emperor’s meddling led to displeasure among the Immortal Officials. Now, the Buddhist Sect is facing a critical moment of survival. If the Jade Emperor interferes again, morale will plummet, and it will be difficult to lead the troops."

Hearing this, everybody couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

It was said that the Mosquito Protector had descended from Mount Sumeru and entered into Spiritual Mount.

"Buddha Ancestor, the Mosquito Protector has come from Mount Sumeru," a novice monk reported as he entered.

Tathagata was overjoyed. Could it be that Amitabha Buddha was willing to lend a hand? He knew that this Mosquito Protector was the same Taoist who had consumed Amitabha Buddha’s Third Rank Golden Lotus and drained the energy from the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit. He said, "Hasten and invite the Mosquito Protector inside."

The Mosquito Protector entered the Mahavira Hall, clad in black robes with a sullen face. He looked less like a member of the Buddhist Family and more like a giant demon of the Demon Path. But his black robes were strangely that of a monk’s, making him seem like an evil monk.

How can we tell that the Mosquito Protector was fierce? A poem is the proof, it goes: "His voice booms like thunder, his mouth as loud as drums, piercing through collars and veils with force; devouring flesh, drinking blood, invading bodies unseen, they flee the smoke and clouds, hiding in lush woods. More clamorous with the summer’s heat, yet heartless when the cold winds blow; Turtle Spirit Holy Mother met her doom, unable to avoid this scourge of countless bites."

"Mosquito Protector, it has been a while since we last met, how have you been?" Tathagata greeted with a smile.

"Greetings to Tathagata Buddha. I’ve come down from Mount Sumeru, hearing that the Demon Tribe is rampant, I came to assist the Buddha Ancestor," said the Mosquito Taoist.

Tathagata responded, "I’m grateful for the Mosquito Protector’s assistance."

The Mosquito Protector said, "The Demon Tribe’s onslaught is relentless, not something the average person can withstand. As the Buddhist Sect faces a crucial moment of survival, it is only right that I offer my help. I know the Nether River Patriarch from the Asura Blood Sea, as he is an old acquaintance. After this meeting with you, Buddha Ancestor, I will head to the Asura Blood Sea to request the Nether River Patriarch’s assistance. What are your thoughts, Buddha Ancestor?"

Once, Tathagata’s golden body had been destroyed in the cycle of reincarnation, and he was nearly killed by the calculations of a Saint. To save face, he had once ventured to the Asura Blood Sea to seek assistance from the Ksitigarbha King. This encounter with the Nether River Patriarch led to a karmic connection. With a slight sigh, he said, "Mosquito Protector, I have incurred karma with the Nether River Patriarch; I’m afraid he may not be willing to help."

The Mosquito Protector then said, "Buddha Ancestor need not worry. The karma that Sun Wukong has with the Nether River Patriarch is even greater. The Nether River Patriarch is a person of grand vision and strategy; he won’t let the small things cost him the greater goal. In going to the Asura Blood Sea, I am certain I can persuade him to lend his aid!"

In the past, the Mosquito Protector was just an ordinary mosquito. However, after biting the placenta of the Nether River Patriarch, it transformed into a demonic mosquito, but he was not yet considered to have attained true cultivation. It was only after being captured following the bite on Amitabha Buddha’s Golden Lotus that it began to possess significant cultivation prowess. Having drained the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, its mana greatly increased. He and the Nether River Patriarch could be considered old acquaintances, and it was very likely he could secure the Patriarch’s assistance on this visit.

After all, the Nether River Patriarch had tried to seize the opportunity to attain the Primordial Dao Fruit amid chaos, but was blocked by Wukong and interfered with by the Ksitigarbha King. Now that the Ksitigarbha King had joined Water Curtain Cave, there was a bone-deep enmity against the Demon Tribe. Since the Demon Tribe was now targeting the Buddhist Sect, it was highly likely he would agree to help if the Mosquito Protector requested his aid.

Tathagata was overjoyed. Bringing his hands together, he said, "Amitabha Buddha, well then, I shall entrust the Mosquito Protector with this task to the Asura Blood Sea."

Laughing heartily, the Mosquito Protector exclaimed, "Haha, haha! Our Buddhist Sect should indeed be of one heart and united in purpose. Buddha Ancestor, there is no need for courtesy. I shall take my leave at once!"

"Safe journey to you, Mosquito Protector," Tathagata bid him farewell.

With his escape technique, the Mosquito Protector transformed into a black wind and set off for the Asura Blood Sea. The Mosquito Protector was also destined to make a name for himself on the Investiture of the Gods. Yet, with such high cultivation, he was unable to foresee his own fate, his cultivation ultimately proving to be as fruitless as drawing cakes on water. But let us not dwell on this just now.

As for the intentions of the Nether River Patriarch, please listen to the next Chapter to find out.

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