Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 300 - 300 289 Identity of Ghost Emperor of Fengdu

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Jiang Chen, sensing something, followed the sound and indeed saw the figure of Jiang Xuan appearing out of thin air, walking towards him step by step.

However, Jiang Xuan at this moment looked noticeably different from before.

The white hair at his temples was gone, replaced by black hair, and the wrinkles on his face had disappeared.

He was no longer the image of an old man but instead extraordinarily young, appearing to be in his early twenties, brimming with vitality, looking even younger than Jiang Chen.

If he hadn’t sensed that familiar aura, Jiang Chen might have mistaken him for someone else at first glance.

As Jiang Xuan approached, fully entering Jiang Chen’s line of sight, his pupils couldn’t help but shrink again.

On Jiang Xuan’s robe, which had remained the same for many years, were patches of blood stains.

Even though they had been there for quite a while, they still glowed, with mysterious runes intertwined, causing terrifying fluctuations.

Even from a distance, Jiang Chen could feel the appalling power radiating from those blood stains, sending shivers down his spine.

It was the suppression of higher beings over lower ones, just one glance from afar was enough to suffocate anyone.

If even a tiny bit of the blood touched him, Jiang Chen could have been seriously injured or even killed, despite his current cultivation.

Not to mention Sun Wukong and Zhang Ling beside him, as well as the disciples of the Shangqing Palace.

Sun Wukong was just holding steady, but Zhang Ling and the others were instinctively stepping back, afraid to face the blood stains directly.

Hiss~

It’s hard to imagine who left those blood stains behind.

Just the splattered blood had such a formidable power.

If that person actually showed up, the terror would be unimaginable.

Jiang Xuan, who was approaching from a distance, obviously noticed the peculiarities here.

While he did not stop walking, a mysterious light suddenly shone from his body, encircling him.

In an instant, the intimidating power emanating from those blood stains disappeared, and everyone subsequently regained their composure.

His rejuvenation was a sign of returning to his peak condition.

Coupled with the blood stains on his body, it was clear that Jiang Xuan had been through a bloody battle, most likely related to the chaos in the underworld, although it was unknown what the outcome was.

With these thoughts in mind, Jiang Chen quickly went up to meet Jiang Xuan and respectfully bowed, saying: “Jiang Chen pays his respects to the Ancestor!”

The others also came forward and gave their salutations, saying, “The younger generation pays its respects to the Senior Ancestor.”

Since even the sect leader was calling him “Ancestor,” it was entirely appropriate for them, the juniors, to refer to him as “Senior Ancestor.”

Coming up, Jiang Xuan looked Jiang Chen up and down and said with a laugh, “You little rascal, you’ve done quite well for yourself.

The old man has only been away for a few years, and you’ve become the disciple of an Upper Qing Saint.

That’s quite a surprise.”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled proudly and said, “It’s all thanks to luck.”

Jiang Xuan was speechless.

This was indeed a coincidence.

If not for the coincidence, how could Jiang Chen have become his disciple, especially in this era when the Upper Qing Saint was going to the Chaos for cultivation?

Without further probing into the details, Jiang Xuan diverted the topic and said, “You’ve done a good job this time.

You single-handedly quelled the ghost chaos in the Shu Region, saving countless lives.

You deserve a great reward.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen, not wanting to take credit, humbly said, “If it weren’t for the help of the Dao friends in Shu Region, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to act.

If we’re talking contributions, they should be credited as well.”

Jiang Chen hadn’t forgotten the promise he made to the cultivators when he first arrived in the Shu Region – to report their good deeds to the Ancestral Land.

Now that Jiang Xuan was here, there was no need for Jiang Chen to go to the Ancestral Land.

He could just tell Jiang Xuan directly.

As expected, Jiang Xuan didn’t disappoint Jiang Chen.

He answered, “You needn’t worry about that.

The situation here is already known to the Ancestral Land.

An elder has been awakened and personally handling this matter.

They will certainly not let those who have contributed go unrewarded.”

Hearing Jiang Xuan saying this, Jiang Chen was reassured.

He had never met the elders of the human race, but he knew these were the top leaders of the race, the oldest beings.

Their character and cultivation were top-notch.

With such people intervening, Jiang Chen need not worry about anything that followed.

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After discussing the matter of rewarding merits, Jiang Chen thought of what Jiang Xuan had said earlier and brought the conversation back to the Ghost City.

“Ancestor, you just mentioned that you want to name this Ghost City ‘Fengdu,’ but isn’t Fengdu located in the Netherworld?

It’s a city built by Fengdu Ghost Emperor.

Won’t there be any problems using this name?”

No sooner had Jiang Chen finished speaking than Jiang Xuan replied, “Do you think that after the Fengdu Ghost Emperor’s fall, the city of Fengdu could still be preserved?”

The logic was reasonable.

Since it was the residence of the Fengdu Ghost Emperor, the city of Fengdu was probably destroyed by the avatars of the Two Saints of the West at the onset of the war.

Even so, Jiang Chen still wasn’t reassured.

He spoke worriedly, “Ancestor, although the Fengdu Ghost Emperor has fallen, a being like him has already attained the Dao Fruit of the Daluo, which equals eternal existence along with heaven and Dao, his existence can’t be extinguished.”

“Even if he fell, it could be temporary.

Maybe one day, he will recover from the River of Time and Space.

Right now, by establishing another Fengdu City, wouldn’t we be offending the deceased Fengdu Ghost Emperor?

When he comes back, won’t he deal with us?”

Understanding Jiang Chen’s concerns, Jiang Xuan patiently explained, “The Fengdu Ghost Emperor is truly dead.

Even if he returns in the future, it won’t be him.”

Jiang Chen, not understanding, quickly asked, “Why is that?

Also, why did the Fengdu Ghost Emperor suddenly fall?

Why did Dao hunt him down?”

Jiang Chen had many questions in his mind.

Now that he had met Jiang Xuan, he blurted them all out.

As for these secrets of heaven and earth, Jiang Chen had no access to them.

But as a witness to these events, Jiang Xuan must have clearly understood what actually had happened.

On the side, Sun Wukong was secretly perking up his ears, ready to eavesdrop on their conversation.

He was also very curious about these secrets.

The two’s little schemes could not escape Jiang Xuan’s notice.

He thought for a while, picked some things he could share and said, “The Fengdu Ghost Emperor is not inherently a prehistoric divine being of the Netherworld as people think, but the incarnation of a Great Divine Transcendent.”

“That Great Divine Transcendent has an irreconcilable conflict with the Buddhist door.

Previously it was unknown but now that the identity of Fengdu Ghost Emperor has been exposed, how could the Buddhist door tolerate him?

Therefore, the masters of the Buddhist door joined forces to kill him in the Netherworld.”

Adding to this, Jiang Xuan said, “Previously, when the Buddha invited the Fengdu Ghost Emperor to the Spiritual Mountain to discuss Dao, it was because of suspicions about his identity.

That’s why he was invited to the Spiritual Mountain for final confirmation.”

Who that Great Divine Transcendent was, Jiang Xuan didn’t say, and Jiang Chen didn’t ask.

If Jiang Xuan didn’t say it, it meant that it was not something he should know.

However, in Jiang Chen’s mind, he was already guessing the origin of that Great Divine Transcendent.

PS: I’m really tired.

There are so many high school books.

Today I helped my sister move her books to the sixth floor, running up and down several times, I’m exhausted.

But she finally started school, so she won’t bother me anymore.