Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 246 - 246 236 The Power of Confucianism Seeking Monthly Votes

246: Chapter 236: The Power of Confucianism (Seeking Monthly Votes) 246: Chapter 236: The Power of Confucianism (Seeking Monthly Votes) At this moment, the Vulture Corpse was truly baffled, totally clueless about the situation in front of him.

His home had suddenly been surrounded by heavenly soldiers.

Just then, Jiang Chen’s words of an incident happening reached his ears.

Instantly, the Vulture Corpse became alert and regained his composure.

What?

An incident happened?

What incident?

Was it when he harvested living souls for cultivation, or when he stole the Immortal Grass from the heavenly realm, or possibly when he secretly killed an Immortal Person?

Being an old devil, the Vulture Corpse had committed so many sins and made so many mistakes in his life that he lost count.

So when Jiang Chen said an incident had happened, his first reaction was not that Jiang Chen was tricking him, but that Jiang Chen might really know something.

Feeling guilty and seeing that the other party had more numbers, the Vulture Corpse decided to escape.

However, he couldn’t lose face, he had to make some tough talk to boost his momentum.

With this in mind, the Vulture Corpse yelled out loud, “How dare you destroy my cave dwelling, give me your lives!”

As he spoke, the Vulture Corpse waved his Dried Bone Banner, and a series of eerie green ghost fires, accompanied by waves of pitch-black evil energy, rushed out, heading towards Jiang Chen and others.

“Attack!”

Not willing to waste words with the Vulture Corpse, Jiang Chen swung his hand and ordered the heavenly soldiers behind him.

Upon his command, the heavenly soldiers formed a Star River formation and surrounded him using the brilliant Star River.

But as fast as the heavenly soldiers were, there was someone faster.

With a strange cry, Sun Wukong leaped into the air and, before the heavenly soldiers, swung his golden cudgel at the Vulture Corpse.

“Hey, monster, take my cudgel!”

Sun Wukong wasn’t skilled in hiding his cultivation level.

Therefore, his cultivation level was fully exposed in front of the Vulture Corpse, merely a peak of the Golden Immortal Realm.

But the Vulture Corpse was, at the very least, a late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal Monarch.

Indeed, a Monarch.

After coming here, Jiang Chen had realized that the customs of Dongsheng Divine Continent were truly different from other places.

The demon clan at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm didn’t call themselves Demon Kings but rather Monarchs.

More precisely, the people of Dongsheng Divine Continent usually referred to themselves as Monarchs when their cultivation reached Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Those who practiced Immortal Dao called themselves Immortal Monarchs, and those who practiced Martial Dao were Martial Monarchs.

Demons and so on wouldn’t call themselves Demon Monarchs or Devil Monarchs, but rather Monarch Gods, they liked to brag about themselves.

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Upon seeing Sun Wukong attacking, a mocking smile appeared on the Vulture Corpse’s face, “An insignificant Golden Immortal Realm monkey dares to be presumptuous in front of me, you really don’t know your place.”

As he spoke, the Vulture Corpse once again shook his Dried Bone Banner, silently reciting a spell.

Boom…

The sounds of ghosts and gods howling were heard, waves of evil energy filled the area, scattering the white clouds in the sky.

A large number of resentful spirits rushed out from the Dried Bone Banner in the Vulture Corpse’s hand, howling and wailing, rushing forward.

This momentum might have been difficult for the old Sun Wukong to handle, but now, Sun Wukong had undergone an astonishing transformation and his strength could not be compared to before.

Although he was just a Golden Immortal, below the Great Luo Golden Immortal, there were few who could defeat him.

“Take this!”

Swinging his golden cudgel with the chapter of ‘Controlling Water’ from the King Yu Scripture circulating within him, his whole body’s energy surged and turned into a diffuse water vapor.

In an instant, a vast ocean appeared beside Sun Wukong, surging non-stop, and launched forward along with his golden cudgel.

Boom…

The vast ocean spread out, directly swallowing the incoming resentful spirits.

At the same time, his golden cudgel vibrated, and a strong suppression emerged, which trapped the resentful spirits on the spot.

“Break!”

Sun Wukong stirred the golden cudgel in his hand, and the water flow divided.

From the previous surging force, it transformed into trickling streams, which brushed past those resentful spirits, washing off their evil aura.

Once the evil aura on their bodies was melted away, the resentful spirits instantly regained their consciousness.

They respectfully bowed to Sun Wukong, turned into a rainbow light, and went to the underworld for reincarnation.

“Ahhh…”

“Monster monkey, you dare to destroy my magic treasure, you truly deserve to die!” Half of the power of the Vulture Corpse’s magic treasures came from those resentful spirits.

Now that they had all been enlightened by Sun Wukong, the power of his magic treasures had been reduced by half.

He was furious.

With a look of pain on his face, the Vulture Corpse put away his Dried Bone Banner, and took out his White Bone Staff.

“Monster monkey, die!”

With a yell full of hatred, the Vulture Corpse raised his White Bone Staff.

Numerous eerie white lights bloom, sweeping in all directions.

This white light, known as the White Bone Divine Light, was specifically aimed at physical bodies.

Once touched by it, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal’s flesh would be turned to nothing within a moment, leaving only white bones.

At this point, Sun Wukong had neither secretly eaten the Pan Peach nor the Golden Pill of Taishang Laojun, and had not yet achieved his indestructible Vajra body.

He could not withstand this eerie White Bone Divine Light.

If he was touched by it, even if not all his flesh was gone, his monkey fur might not be saved.

Fearing it in his heart, Sun Wukong did not dare to let the White Bone Divine Light get close to him.

He just relied on his agile body moves to keep evading.

However, if Sun Wukong found an opportunity, he would occasionally wield his golden cudgel and strike at the Vulture Corpse.

But the Vulture Corpse was skilled in creepy magic, with sinister and spicy divine abilities, not to mention that the magic treasures in his hands were incredibly weird.

They either targeted the flesh or attacked the spirit…

If one got in contact, they were hurt, and if they got hit, they died.

Thus, Sun Wukong couldn’t get close to him, and for a time, was completely suppressed by the Vulture Corpse.

Not far away, Jiang Chen was watching their battle, his eyes sparking, and he was just short of clapping his hands with excitement.

The Dongsheng Divine Continent is indeed a holy land of Immortal Dao, where the cultivation civilization is far superior to other continents.

Look at the Vulture Corpse’s way of fighting, primarily using magic treasures, supplemented by divine abilities, fighting with Sun Wukong from a distance.

This is the real immortal skill, compare to that, the previous fist-to-flesh fights, though a bit more satisfying, it completely contradicted the image of immortals in Jiang chen’s mind.

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After watching for a while, Jiang Chen gradually got impatient as the two of them hadn’t decided the winner yet.

Hence, he decided to make a move and end this boring fight.

Attacking two to one might be against the chivalry of the jianghu, but he himself was not a part of the jianghu; he belonged to the heaven court.

Moreover, when dealing with these heretical ways, there was no need to think about chivalry of jianghu.

Moving on, Jiang Chen scolded: “Demonic being, still daring to resist in the face of heavenly soldiers.

Do the Heaven Court, all the Heavenly Gods, and the Heavenly Dao, still exist in your eyes?”

“If you have even a little remorse, you should surrender and wait for the heaven court to decide your fate.”

As he spoke, Jiang Chen secretly used the power of Confucianism to make his voice carry an aura of righteous and pure vigor.

The sound echoed in the ears like thunderclaps, exploding next to the Vulture Corpse’s ears.

PS: I’m still 85 short, I kneel to you brothers!