Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1194 - 836 act now

Chapter 1194: 836 act now

"Disciples under me have erred, yet instead of seeking repentance, you vainly attempt to shield them. It’s only because the Taoist Ancestors have withdrawn from the world and no longer concern themselves with worldly affairs that you’re not facing severe punishment."

Jiang Chen, standing at the moral high ground, castigated these Great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect.

What is justice? In the Prehistoric World, the Taoist Ancestors are justice. Who in the Mystic Sect would dare to rebut when using the Taoist Ancestors to press one’s point?

Even if Jiang Chen’s words were harsh, these Great Divine Transcendents had to tolerate them, unable to utter a word of retort, for they lacked the moral high ground and Jiang Chen had pinned down their weakness.

Moreover, if this matter truly escalated, it wouldn’t disturb the Taoist Ancestors but rather the Saints. What kind of beings are the Taoist Ancestors? Such trivial matters do not necessitate their personal involvement—having their disciples, the Saints, manage them would suffice.

Jiang Chen’s master is one of the Upper Qing Saints, a Saint of the Mystic Sect!

If the situation were truly stirred up, providing an Upper Qing Saint a reason to act, seizing the opportunity, how could he not vent his anger on their behalf and deal them a harsh blow?

This rationale was clear to the Great Divine Transcendents. Therefore, in the face of Jiang Chen’s admonishment, they chose to endure. What they feared was not Jiang Chen but the Upper Qing Saint standing behind him.

Just as they could pressure Jiang Chen to avenge their disciples, similarly, the Upper Qing Saint could pressure them for his disciple’s sake.

"Elder sirs, please heed the advice of this junior—return and reflect upon your actions in seclusion. Consider this a minor punishment to serve as a severe warning," Jiang Chen, still a junior, couldn’t truly punish these seniors from the Mystic Sect, but verbally taking advantage seemed enough to satisfy him.

Being scolded by a junior, these Great Divine Transcendents felt the utmost frustration, a complete loss of face. However, they couldn’t utter a word of retort, nor dare to speak harshly, fearing Jiang Chen would elevate the issue further.

"Hmph!"

The more they thought about it, the more stifled they felt, coldly snorting in anger as they left with their sleeves flapping.

"Ah..."

In the void, a faint sigh was heard, its origin unknown, as if deeply affected by the events that had just taken place.

Kunpeng, the venerable ancestor, watched the formidable figures who had arrived with great momentum now fleeing in a sorry state, and for some reason, he felt a great relief in his heart.

It wasn’t just me who lost face today...

"Elder sirs, this junior was merely fulfilling his duties. We may inevitably clash in the future. To prevent any unbearable incidents, I implore you to strictly control your disciples, lest they fall into my hands," Jiang Chen’s manner suddenly changed after he dismissed those Great Divine Transcendents, bowing solemnly towards the void, addressing all the Great Divine Transcendents that were secretly observing the situation.

This was the approach of courtesy before force—if in the future, any Mystic Sect disciples ended up dead by Jiang Chen’s hand, their elders first should not think about troubling Jiang Chen but rather consider whether their disciples had violated the Mystic Sect’s rules.

Only after thinking it through should they decide whether to seek out Jiang Chen for retribution.

Indeed, Jiang Chen’s words had an immediate impact, halting the steps of other Mystic Sect experts who, motivated by their disciples’ deaths, wanted to trouble Jiang Chen.

Without the moral high ground, questioning Jiang Chen would be no different from the earlier Great Divine Transcendents—nothing more than humiliating oneself.

Therefore, the Mystic Sect powerhouses remained silent, with the fate of the previous Great Divine Transcendents fresh in their memory, no one wanted to follow in their footsteps.

The Mystic Sect thus stood down, allowing the troubles surrounding Jiang Chen to diminish significantly. What remained were minor issues, hardly worth noting.

For instance, several Quasi-Saints from the myriad tribes emerged from their respective Cave Heavens, their gazes coldly fixed on Jiang Chen, seeking justice for their deceased compatriots.

In addition, in the boundless void, many Innate Dao Sovereigns appeared, some with bloodstains and others pale-faced, their eyes brimming with hatred towards Jiang Chen. Their furious demeanor suggested they wished to flay Jiang Chen alive.

These Innate Dao Sovereigns, each bearing injuries, were obviously those who had recently been struck down by Jiang Chen. Their hatred towards him was understandable; after all, who wouldn’t be enraged after being suddenly attacked and severely wounded in their own home?

As for the myriad tribes, there were simply too many who bore grudges against Jiang Chen, making them the prime targets of his recent offensive.

Besides them, there were also experts from the Demon Clan, a significant faction within the anti-Jiang Chen coalition, hence they also suffered heavy losses.

However, compared to the myriad tribes, the Demon Clan’s strength was somewhat weaker, so they appeared more cowardly—hesitating to confront Jiang Chen directly and instead observing the situation from the shadows.

If Jiang Chen was at a disadvantage, they wouldn’t hesitate to kick him while he was down, but if he had the upper hand, they’d bide their time.

The ones openly scolding Jiang Chen now were the myriad tribes’ Quasi-Saints, while the injured Innate Dao Sovereigns primarily played a supportive role—or, rather, applied pressure.

"Human King, we are neither from the Mystic Sect nor remnants of the Demon Clan, so why have you dealt such a heavy hand to our Hou Yi?"

One of the Quasi-Saints, at the peak of great completion, approached Jiang Chen, questioning him with a face full of anger.