My brother is so cunning

Chapter 936 Western Envoy

"Lord Wen? Lord Wen! Were you just lost in thought?"

While Wen Rui's clone was diligently recording the hybridization experiments at school by school in the Earth's Mantle Secret Realm, his true self was sitting solemnly in the Lingxiao Palace, accompanying the Jade Emperor to receive the Western missionary delegation.

Being with a bunch of boring gods was boring enough, but having to entertain an even more boring group of chanting monks made Wen Rui, who was bored out of his mind, completely absentminded. His main consciousness was projected onto his clone to watch a live version of a short film, or rather, to conduct a rigorous biological observation experiment.

It wasn't until Venerable Kasyapa had been rambling on for a while that he noticed Wen Rui was squinting, looking like he had been asleep for a long time. Only then did he remind Wen Rui to bring his consciousness back to the present.

Once he came to his senses, Wen Rui chuckled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I get sleepy as soon as I hear monks chanting sutras. Did you just say you were chanting sutras? Never mind, it doesn't matter, you can continue."

Venerable Kasyapa silently recited the Heart Sutra, thinking to himself, "Don't be angry; monks must not break the precept against anger."

"Your Majesty, this humble monk was sent by the Buddha to visit the Heavenly Court. I have just reviewed the close interactions between the Western Religion and the Heavenly Court in the past. I hope Your Majesty understands that only when the two sides join hands and work together can the Three Realms be as safe as Mount Tai. In this time of crisis, we should help each other even more."

Knowing that he couldn't get any friendly gesture from Wen Rui, who was eager for the Western Religion to perish, Venerable Kasyapa continued to try to persuade the Jade Emperor: "The Blood Sea Demon Clan has evolved again, and the combat power of their Demon Mosquito Soldiers is no less than that of famous Heavenly Generals like Yang Jian. If the Heavenly Court and the Western Religion do not join hands and fight against the Demon Clan with all their might, the Three Realms will one day fall into the hands of the Demon Clan."

"What?" The Jade Emperor doubted his ears and frowned, "Venerable Kasyapa, do not exaggerate. Yang Jian is a peerless general who can single-handedly break through the formation of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals. How could an ordinary demon mosquito soldier be able to match him?"

"A monk does not lie. This humble monk possesses video recordings made with his sacred treasures as proof. What I say is not an exaggeration. Since Your Majesty understands Yang Jian's power, imagine how terrifying it would be if tens of thousands of Yang Jians stormed into the Heavenly Court to burn, kill, and plunder."

Venerable Kasyapa said solemnly, "Your Majesty, please allow this humble monk to play this video recording in the main hall."

Upon hearing what Venerable Kasyapa said, the Jade Emperor's expression also became solemn.

No one knows Yang Jian's strength better than the Jade Emperor. When Yang Jian stormed into the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor was anxious, angry, and helpless. It's not that the Jade Emperor couldn't defeat Yang Jian even with all his might, after all, he was his own nephew.

What angered the Jade Emperor was that his nephew relied on family ties for protection, making it inconvenient for the Jade Emperor to personally intervene. Unfortunately, his heavenly soldiers, officials, and generals were all useless, and even combined, they were no match for Yang Jian alone.

If ten thousand powerful warriors of equal strength to Yang Jian were to storm the Lingxiao Palace, his subordinates, who were so weak that even Yang Jian couldn't handle one of them, would be no match for him. That would mean the Jade Emperor would have to stand up and fight against ten thousand alone. Even though he possessed the imperial destiny and several treasures of destiny, killing one Yang Jian wouldn't be difficult, but killing ten thousand at the same time would far exceed his combat power limit.

After all, the Jade Emperor was not a god-king born for battle.

"Then please let me see it, Your Excellency."

Venerable Kasyapa successfully drew the Jade Emperor's attention. If, as he said, each of the evolved demonic mosquitoes possessed the combat power of Yang Jian, then the situation would be far beyond his control, necessitating a reassessment of the dire situation facing the Three Realms. Venerable Kasyapa took out a coral pearl from his robes. The pearl, like a projector, projected a screen displaying footage of three thousand Jiedi and five hundred Arhats, fully buffed by several Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, being easily defeated by the super demonic mosquitoes in an encounter.

The video clip was edited out, omitting the part where Kasyapa accidentally killed an Arhat and the Dharma Protector King berated Kasyapa for not saving him.

Only the most intense battle scenes were captured, with close-up shots of several super mosquitoes displaying their unparalleled martial arts skills, exquisite moves, and lightning-fast speed.

The three thousand Jiedi and five hundred Arhats in their normal state are naturally not comparable to Yang Jian, but with the blessing of the great power of many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, they have approached Yang Jian's level of combat strength.

Even though the Jade Emperor had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs fight. With his years of accumulated cultivation, even though his martial arts skills were mediocre, his insight was quite profound. He could tell the true level of the two sides fighting fiercely in the scene at a glance.

Venerable Kasyapa did exaggerate slightly. How could an ordinary demonic mosquito be comparable to Yang Jian in strength? It would take at least two mosquitoes to defeat Yang Jian without any chance of fighting back.

But this exaggeration was no longer of any consequence. The Jade Emperor was shocked, and his face grew increasingly dark. He unconsciously looked at the Creator, who was squinting and about to have his soul leave his body.

"Minister Wen, did you see that? The devil is always one step ahead of the saint. I never expected that the Blood Sea Demon Clan would be able to cultivate such superb martial arts. If we send heavenly soldiers and generals to fight, I'm afraid they will be no match for us on the battlefield!"

The Jade Emperor said with great concern, "I have been scrimping and saving to raise funds for the army, but even if I raise enough funds, we are still doomed to defeat."

Wen Rui opened his eyes, glanced at the image projected by Venerable Kasyapa, chuckled, and said, "Venerable Kasyapa, please speak plainly about what you want to say. I have never underestimated the Blood Sea Demon Clan. If it weren't for the Jade Emperor's intervention last time, I would have wanted to eradicate that Demon Mosquito Ancestor even if it meant sacrificing the entire Southern Continent. I was just worried that releasing the demon back to the mountain would lead to such disastrous consequences."

Venerable Kasyapa subtly probed the matter, even showing the Jade Emperor footage of the Western Religion's defeat, all to emphasize the threat of the demonic insects and increase the Heavenly Court's focus on eradicating the demonic mosquitoes.

In the years since Wen Rui created the sky-covering canopy and defeated Mosquito Daoist, the Heavenly Court has clearly become complacent, seemingly believing that with Wen Rui in charge, they can rest easy and have not launched another large-scale manhunt for Mosquito Daoist and the remaining demonic mosquitoes lurking in the earth.

In fact, the Western Religion was not much better off. They all thought that the main force of the demonic mosquitoes had already been annihilated by Wen Rui, and that the passage between the underworld and the mortal world had been sealed. Without blood to replenish their strength, the demonic insect army would only grow weaker and weaker, and if the time dragged on, it might just perish on its own.

Unexpectedly, the Mosquito Taoist, who had been lying low in the depths of the earth for several years, actually amassed an army of demonic insects whose members were all masters of martial arts.

This army captured the sacred site where Buddha attained enlightenment, suffering minimal losses. As a result, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Western faith could no longer sit on their lotus thrones.

The fact that they were able to capture the heavily guarded Lingjiu Cave, which was even reinforced by the Buddha, means that apart from Mount Ling, all the Western Buddhist holy sites in Xiniu Hezhou are no longer safe. As long as that elite demonic insect army attacks, they will be powerless to resist.

(End of this chapter)