Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 105 - 105 105 Master Xuandu Can Tianpeng No Longer Enter Calamity

105: Chapter 105: Master Xuandu: Can Tianpeng No Longer Enter Calamity?

105: Chapter 105: Master Xuandu: Can Tianpeng No Longer Enter Calamity?

Hearing the words of Master Xuandu, the Old Man of the Moon nodded and said, “Naturally, it’s possible, however, Grand Dharma, regarding the Jade Emperor…”

“Don’t worry, I will speak with the Jade Emperor.

My disciple has been under my guidance for thousands of years and still hasn’t found a companion, which really causes me anxiety!”

Master Xuandu waved his hand slightly, signaling the Old Man of the Moon to be at ease and entrust everything else to him.

Of course, the Old Man of the Moon was actually worried about Chang’e’s identity.

After all, Chang’e had a special identity, a remnant from the war between sorcerers and monsters, and as so, had been placed under house arrest in the Lunar Palace by the Jade Emperor.

However, Master Xuandu believed that under the significant heavenly circumstance of the Calamity of Measurement, the Jade Emperor had no other choice.

“Good, with the Grand Dharma’s word, this minor deity knows what to do!”

At that moment, the Old Man of the Moon gestured with his hand.

The Marriage Bond Tree which overshadowed the sky, cast down a shower of starlight representing the Red Thread of Fate tied to Marshal Tianpeng, entangling itself towards Chang’e.

Meanwhile, within the celestial River Naval Command,

Marshal Tianpeng, who was refining maps, suddenly felt bewildered, and an image of a bewitchingly graceful and extremely beautiful woman dressed in a skirt surfaced in his mind.

“Eh, why am I suddenly thinking of Chang’e?”

Marshal Tianpeng slightly furrowed his brows and then looked at the map before him, a smile appearing on his face.

Then, the image of Chang’e gradually dissipated from his mind.

Inside the Hall of the Matchmaker God, in front of Master Xuandu and the Old Man of the Moon, the figurines representing Marshal Tianpeng and Chang’e were already entangled by the red string, even coming closer to each other.

Both of them inevitably showed smiles on their faces.

However, at the next moment, Marshal Tianpeng’s red string dimmed once again and pulled away from Chang’e’s figurine.

“Eh?”

The Old Man of the Moon let out a soft exclamation, but having already promised Master Xuandu, he immediately lifted his hand and pointed.

Representing Marshal Tianpeng’s figurine came closer to Chang’e, and a thicker red string appeared on it.

Back in the celestial River Naval Command, Marshal Tianpeng’s mind was once again filled with the image of Chang’e, this time even including a scene of a beauty bathing…

Even though he had decided to be cautious, fearing a great disaster, Marshal Tianpeng felt his throat go dry.

Slap!

However, at that moment, Marshal Tianpeng slapped himself in the face.

“No good, demon invasion!”

“The Three Realms are too terrifying, and I’m still thinking about these?

Self-preservation is the most important.

What love, what beauty, if I’m going to die anyway, why think about these?”

Pondering his master’s warning from before, he was unafraid, but after meeting Sun Wukong, he received an enlightening baptism and fully realized the horror of calamities.

It was necessary to eradicate these thoughts.

The Three Realms were fraught with crisis, so why seek death?

Thus, he completely severed the ties of romantic affection, especially with Chang’e.

As he steadied his mind, the image of Chang’e vanished instantly, and Marshal Tianpeng shook his head, continuing to contemplate the map.

Moreover, he felt that his current position was far too dangerous.

After all, a battle with the Demon Race could inadvertently bring even more powerful demons, wouldn’t that mean certain death?

In his youth, he would recklessly seek out danger, but now he understood the perilous nature of the Three Realms.

“Should I resign from my position as marshal?”

Now he understood why Sun Wukong had chosen to be a minor official tending to horses.

Tending to horses was safe, there was no need for battle, and if something really happened, he wouldn’t be dragged into the fight.

At that moment, inside the Hall of the Matchmaker God,

The red string wrapped around Marshal Tianpeng and Chang’e dimmed again.

Marshal Tianpeng even took a step back, the already dim red string seemed perilously close to vanishing completely.

“This…”

Seeing this scene, the Old Man of the Moon was flabbergasted.

He had never seen any figurine resist his red string like this before.

Now it repeatedly failed to work.

“I simply can’t believe this!”

Could the Old Man of the Moon not even manage this?

The Old Man of the Moon’s eyes bulged, and then he grabbed at the endless starlight falling around him, seizing it in his hands, and swung his arm.

The limitless starlight enveloped the figurines of Marshal Tianpeng and Chang’e.

Under the effect of the starlight, the two figurines slowly drew towards each other.

However, the starlight suddenly collapsed, and Marshal Tianpeng’s figurine burst out of the enveloping starlight, moving away from Chang’e.

“Wrap the red string for me!”

“Wrap it again for me!”

“Wrap it for me!”

“Wrap!”

The Old Man of the Moon watched as his multiple efforts only resulted in Marshal Tianpeng’s figurine initially moving towards Chang’e, but then it continuously retreated.

And step by step, it moved even further away from Chang’e, and the already fading red string seemed close to completely disappearing, driving the Old Man of the Moon into a frenzy.

Since he had been in charge of heavenly marriages, he had handled hundreds of thousands if not millions of marriage bonds.

This was the first time he had witnessed such a situation.

Even Master Xuandu, watching the somewhat comical Old Man of the Moon, couldn’t help but feel a mixture of laughter and tears, but then he remembered he wasn’t here to enjoy the Old Man of the Moon’s troubles.

He was here to see his disciple fall for the bait under Chang’e’s spell, but now, even the Old Man of the Moon seemed to be struggling.

“Do you have any other method, Old Man of the Moon?”

Master Xuandu asked with some concern.

His expression was somewhat solemn, as he had originally relied on the Old Man of the Moon to give his disciple a chance to descend into the mortal world.

Now, however, his own disciple was actually seeking to sever the ties of affection.

“Grand Dharma need not worry.

Among the marital bonds I, the Old Man of the Moon, have facilitated, there are not tens of thousands, there are thousands.

Matters involving Marshal Tianpeng and Chang’e are naturally easy to handle.

Once I focus properly, I can certainly restore the marriage bond between Chang’e and Tianpeng!”

Having been unable to deal with Marshal Tianpeng repeatedly, the Old Man of the Moon was beginning to lose face, especially with others watching.

He wondered where he could put his old face.

“Converge!”

Following the Old Man of the Moon’s low shout, his fingers moved swiftly, casting a spell into the Marriage Bond Tree.

Following the integration of the spell, the tree emitted a mysterious aura.

In a moment of unfathomable cosmic mystery, the crown of the Marriage Bond Tree trembled, and an endless cascade of starlight fell.

It seemed to condense into a vast, thick net, enveloping the effigy of Marshal Tianpeng.

Forcibly drawing the effigies of Tianpeng and Chang’e closer and closer together.

At this moment, the effigy of Marshal Tianpeng could no longer break through the starlight.

By now, the Old Man of the Moon had employed his Great Magical Power.

There was no way he would let Marshal Tianpeng escape easily.

“Bind their marriage bond!”

The Old Man of the Moon shouted lowly.

In an instant, the effigies of Marshal Tianpeng and Chang’e nestled together.

Meanwhile, in the mansion of the celestial River Naval Command, Marshal Tianpeng, who was deliberating over a map, furrowed his brow.

The image of Chang’e surfaced in his mind once more.

And unlike the last time when he merely saw her figure, this time he directly saw Chang’e nestled against him.

Seeing her so close, Marshal Tianpeng felt overwhelmed, his blood surging.

An inexplicable pang of emotion was constantly disturbing his mind.

It gave him an impulse to leave the celestial River Naval Command and head for the Lunar Palace to find Chang’e.

Snap!

Marshal Tianpeng slapped himself again.

“What’s happening?

Demonic invasion?

If truly getting close to Chang’e leads to a calamity, what should be done?

I must be cautious, vigilant of myself, lest my years of cultivation be destroyed in an instant!”

Marshal Tianpeng then began to sit cross-legged, circulating the Heart-Clearing Daoist Technique.

Cultivation was for the sake of longevity.

Now, the Three Realms were exceedingly perilous, even the celestial Court might be breached.

Thinking of a woman now, really wanting to have his years of cultivation destroyed in an instant?

At the very least, he must consider longevity first before anything else.

As Tianpeng circulated the Daoist technique, his desires cleared, and the image of Chang’e in his mind disappeared instantly, and clarity was restored to heaven and earth.

Inside the Hall of the Matchmaker God.

The effigy representing Marshal Tianpeng once again separated from that representing Chang’e, and subsequently, in the limited space of the starlight shield, they moved as far apart as possible.

The Old Man of the Moon saw this scene and his expression changed, profoundly shocked.

He had seen many lovers and forcibly matched many, although some matches were not easy.

However, usually just forcibly entwining the red string was sufficient, but now…

He had used his strongest power to bring the two together, yet Marshal Tianpeng had moved away not long after.

And it was Chang’e, considered a top beauty.

Moreover, now Tianpeng seemed to be trying to break through the starlight shield, wanting to distance himself from Chang’e,

Although the effigies were fine, the Old Man of the Moon was sweating profusely.

After all, he was only a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his merit achievements also depended on matching lovers.

Such a forceful matching was also causing him great exhaustion.

So over time, naturally, he weakened considerably.

“How could this not work!”

The Old Man of the Moon muttered lowly.

If Tianpeng does not willingly unite with Chang’e soon, he might not make it.

Beside him, Master Xuandu was also stunned.

Though he was not the Old Man of the Moon, he knew the situation roughly.

Seeing someone resist like Tianpeng was a first.

If it were someone else, he would let it go, given that the chances of success were indeed low due to such resistance.

But Marshal Tianpeng was explicitly designated by his Honorable Master for the Journey to the West.

He must enter the calamity.

Thinking this, Master Xuandu raised his hand and pointed.

The Mystic Light condensed, heading straight for Marshal Tianpeng.

However, when the Mystic Light landed on the effigy of Marshal Tianpeng, the effigy emitted a clear and mysterious light.

That was the Taiqing Daoist Technique.

Master Xuandu couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

The Taiqing Daoist Technique served to clear the mind.

After all, the most important part of cultivation is cultivating the mind, and the Taiqing Sect specializes in cultivating the mind.

In this way, as long as Tianpeng desired, he naturally would not be easily controlled.

He never would have thought that Marshal Tianpeng would show such restraint.

“It’s over, this time I’m afraid I’ve let Marshal Tianpeng enter the calamity,” Master Xuandu couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

But how would he explain this to his own teacher?

Master Xuandu remembered how not long ago he had confidently assured his teacher that he could definitely lead Tianpeng into the calamity.