I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

After Ning Chen finished speaking, the Tai'a sword in his hand suddenly shone with a cold light, and he thrust it down, piercing straight into the goldfish's forehead.

The Great King of Inspiration died on the spot before he could even utter a scream. His mangled body trembled slightly, and a wisp of his soul went to the underworld to be reincarnated.

Guanyin Bodhisattva stood on the lotus platform, a fleeting look of reluctance crossing her face. After all, this Linggan King was her pet that she had raised for thousands of years. He had listened to her preach and chant Buddhist scriptures every day, and had gained some spiritual power and developed some master-pet relationship with her.

She gently closed her eyes and whispered "Amitabha."

She then opened her eyes and gave Ning Chen a few cold glances. Her gaze held an indescribable meaning, neither angry nor compassionate, but rather like watching an ant raise its mantis arm across thousands of miles.

She didn't speak, and even abandoned the corpse of the Great King of Inspiration. The lotus platform beneath her slowly rotated, transforming into a white rainbow that soared straight into the sky.

The Buddha's light faded, the wind died down, leaving only a vast expanse of blue sky.

As everyone watched the disappearing white figure, their hearts sank.

This time, I'm afraid I've completely offended Guanyin Bodhisattva. If I encounter Guanyin Bodhisattva again on my journey to the West, it might not be so easy for me to talk to her.

Tang Hao leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Ning, this time you've probably completely offended the Bodhisattva, haven't you?"

Ning Chen sheathed his sword, but his face showed no sign of seriousness; he simply smiled.

"It's nothing. It's just killing one of her ornamental fish. That beast descended to earth and devoured hundreds of people, and she didn't care. Now that we've captured her, she's coming to beg for mercy."

"She didn't care about the chaos she caused in the lower realms, only trying to save her when she knew she was about to die. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Everyone sighed inwardly, thinking that Ning Chen was too rigid in his nature, and he would show no mercy whenever he encountered a demon related to Buddhism.

The Yellow Wind Great Sage was like that last time, and today the Inspiration King is doing the same thing...

This Journey to the West Divine Realm has more than eighty levels in total.

They haven't even finished a quarter of the journey yet, and the road ahead will likely be filled with even more hardships.

With the execution of the Great King of Inspiration, the Tongtian River suddenly fell silent.

The towering waves that had surged for several meters slowly subsided, the muddy river water gradually cleared, and the sunlight shone on the surface of the water, creating a golden glow, making it seem as if it were a different river altogether.

When the water receded and the waves subsided, the villagers on both sides of the river knelt down and kowtowed, calling Ning Chen a living god.

The group borrowed an old wooden boat from the villagers. Although the boat was not big, it was just big enough to carry everyone.

The boat sailed on the river, the water calm. Zhu Ganglie sat at the bow, using a rake as an oar, paddling half-heartedly while humming a mundane tune.

"Blow, blow, blow a big balloon, blow a big balloon and play with it..."

Sha Wujing crouched at the stern of the boat to prevent the little demons in the water from suddenly leaping onto the boat and dragging Teacher Luo away.

He stared blankly at his reflection in the water, lost in thought.

It seems Brother Ning showed mercy at the Liusha River.

Back in the Liusha River, if Ning Chen had made those baits into the shape of cicadas and thrown them into the water...

He might not be able to resist, and could very well end up like this King of Inspiration, falling ashore.

Thinking of this, Sha Wujing shuddered.

He couldn't help but glance at Ning Chen a couple more times. Ning Chen had a half-smile, a calm expression, but to Lao Sha, it seemed somewhat terrifying.

This man is truly terrifying. The moment he ascended to heaven and became an immortal, the Jade Emperor issued a decree of self-reproach. It would be best for him to behave himself and follow behind him from now on.

At this point, Sha Wujing finally returned to his original aspiration and had no further wavering...

Before long, the boat docked on the opposite bank, and everyone stepped ashore.

A prompt from the divine realm appeared before Ning Chen at the opportune moment.

[Slay the Great King of Inspiration and successfully pass the eighteenth level of the Divine Realm: the River of Heaven!]

[Rewards: Root Bone +800, Physique +800, Comprehension +500, Dao Cultivation +2400 years!]

[Obtained the innate spiritual treasure: Heavenly Seal!]

Xing Tian Seal?

What kind of magical artifact is this?

With a slight thought, Ning Chen summoned the treasure and immediately felt a weight in his palm as a precious seal fell into his hand out of thin air.

He looked closely and saw that the seal was square and upright, about a foot in size, with a dark blue color all over, and was unusually heavy in his hand.

The four walls of the seal are decorated with relief paintings.

The front is carved with a venomous dragon, its scales menacing, spewing thick clouds from its open mouth.

On the back is a doorway with countless withered ghostly hands reaching out from inside, as if trying to climb out. On the left are five plague rats, each carrying a sack of plague. On the right is a talisman, winding like a snake, twisting and turning, subtly matching the secret text of the Plague Department.

The bottom of the seal is engraved with four large characters in seal script.

May the plague and evil spirits be eradicated!

The characters are archaic and have a subtle, dark red sheen.

With a thought, Ning Chen saw the information about this treasure appear before his eyes.

[Obtained: Heavenly Seal, also known as Plague Seal]

[Rank: Innate Spiritual Treasure]

【Effect 1: Mystic Seal Suppresses Prison】

When this seal is unleashed, it can generate the force of a ten-thousand-pound mountain, flying through the air and smashing down, specifically targeting the top of the head.

[Effect 2: Controls all plagues and disperses epidemic toxins]

The seal contains the power of plague; when activated, dark green plague energy surges from the bottom of the seal, covering the sky and spreading throughout the eight directions.

Wherever the plague passes, vegetation withers, birds fall to the ground, and beasts die. Cultivators who come into contact with it experience stagnation of their magical power, while living beings that touch it experience the decay of their souls.

This is the essence of the plague-ridden energy of heaven and earth, capable of transforming a plague-ridden, calamistic region into a desolate, poisonous wasteland.

[Note: This seal is too violent and harmful, which is against the harmony of Heaven. Be very careful!]

Ning Chen felt a chill run down his spine after reading it.

What a fierce baby!

Of the countless magical treasures in the Three Realms, some are for attack and destruction, while others are for defense. But a seal like this one, which so readily pollutes the land and spreads plagues, is truly rare.

No wonder Lü Yue was able to secure his position as the God of Plague, overseeing human epidemics and wielding great power over plagues!

He looked at it over and over again, and saw that among the five plague rat reliefs on the seal, the largest one suddenly turned its eyes slightly, as if it had glanced at him through the seal wall.

Ning Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put the seal into his pocket, thinking that as expected of the Plague Department's magical treasures, each one was sentient, and he would have to be careful when using them in the future.

As the white light dissipated, the group was drawn back to the playground of Beijing University on Blue Star by the power of the divine realm.

As dusk fell on Blue Star, a gentle evening breeze blew.

Everyone dispersed and rested for two days.

On the morning of the third day, Ning Chen stepped into the Divine Realm again. After the familiar light and shadow shifted, he appeared on the first level of the Journey to the West Divine Realm.

Auspicious clouds rose beneath his feet, and he was about to head straight for the Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao.

The Golden Palace stood majestically, with layers of clouds surrounding it. Ning Chen entered the palace, where the Jade Emperor sat on his nine-dragon throne, reviewing memorials. Upon seeing him enter, the Jade Emperor's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he placed the memorials in his hands aside.

The Jade Emperor asked.

"How did you handle the matter at Taoshan, Minister Ning?"

Ning Chen bowed respectfully and briefly reported how he had persuaded Yang Jian to stop.

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor was overjoyed and repeatedly praised him for his quick wit and composure.

After praising Ning Chen, the Jade Emperor sighed again.

"If Yang Jian were even half as sensible as you, my dear minister, I wouldn't be in such a difficult position!"

Ning Chen didn't dare to reply and could only give an awkward laugh...

Your Majesty flatters me!