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

Ning Chen remained unmoved. According to the old dragon king, these four sea-stabilizing needles had all been in the Supreme Lord Laozi's Purple Gold Furnace and were forged by the Supreme Lord Laozi.

He had at least used the Tao Te Ching to build his foundation, so perhaps this towering white jade pillar could resonate with him to some extent.

Five hundred years later, the Monkey King lent him the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff), which he could use, but Ning Chen still couldn't see the attributes of this divine weapon.

This means that the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) ultimately did not recognize him as its master.

Now that he has the opportunity to obtain the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) and the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, how could Ning Chen not be tempted?

In the future, he and that Monkey King will each hold a magic staff and storm into the Great Thunder Temple in the Western Paradise, beating those bald monks until they are covered in bumps. Just thinking about it makes me feel very happy!

Ning Chen pondered how to take down this pillar of strength, and casually said aloud.

"In the eyes of the old Dragon King, with his vast knowledge, which of these four divine needles is the most powerful?"

The old Dragon King's face was solemn as he slowly shook his head.

"It's not fair to compare them, they can't be compared at all; each has its own merits and strengths..."

"but.........."

The old Dragon King subtly changed his tone, a hint of mockery in his voice.

"When I was young, I heard my father say that the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) was once used by the Great Yu the Great as a weapon in a great battle against the ancient Xiangliu and Wuzhiqi. However, it couldn't withstand the repeated fierce battles and cracked in several places! Later, when Laozi had no choice, he used the Purple Gold Cudgel to tighten and reinforce both ends of it, preserving its spiritual essence. Among the four Sea-Stabilizing Needles, in terms of toughness and stability, the Ruyi Jingu Bang is far inferior to my Sky-Supporting White Jade Pillar..."

The Dragon King's intention in saying this was to highlight the perfection of his own treasure, while incidentally belittling the Sea-Stabilizing Pillar of the East Sea Dragon King next door.

However.......

hum!

Ning Chen felt a sudden jolt deep inside his left ear!

The Ruyi Jingu Bang, which he had been nurturing in his ear, suddenly unleashed a scorching fighting spirit and overwhelming ferocity, like an angry dragon whose tail had been stepped on!

A violent and unparalleled thought instantly surged into Ning Chen's mind, filled with anger, frustration, and the rage of being underestimated!

The staff trembled and hummed violently. If Ning Chen hadn't used his divine sense to soothe and suppress it, it would have almost burst through his ears and transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long weapon, striking the outspoken old dragon king several times over.

Let this old dragon see for itself what it means to be less sturdy than a white jade pillar, and what it means to have lost all spirituality!

This Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) comes from five hundred years in the future. It was used by the Monkey King Sun Wukong to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace and kill countless heavenly soldiers and generals.

The staff was stained with a large amount of the blood and souls of immortals and gods, and had long since developed sentience. It was no longer the ruler that stabilized the sea, but a peerless and deadly weapon!

Ning Chen's expression changed slightly. He endured the deafening roar in his ears and quickly interrupted the old dragon king.

"Stop, Your Majesty the Dragon King of the West Sea! Let's leave aside the matter of the Ruyi Jingu Bang for now!"

He was afraid that if he hesitated even a second, the Ruyi Jingu Bang would leap out of his left ear and beat the foul-mouthed old dragon king until his head was covered in bumps.

The Dragon King of the West Sea was speaking with great enthusiasm when Ning Chen interrupted him, causing him to pause slightly in surprise.

He immediately felt that Ning Chen must have been intimidated by his words, and his confidence had increased, so he continued on the topic.

"Immortal Ning, now that you know the power of this towering white jade pillar, why not take a look at the other treasures? Old Dragon keeps his word; besides this divine needle, you may choose three more!"

Ning Chen's lips curled into a meaningful smile, but his gaze remained fixed on the towering white jade pillar.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King! I have only one question: if I can shake or lift this towering white jade pillar today, will Your Majesty still stand by your promise?"

Upon hearing Ning Chen's words, which seemed to stem from youthful ignorance and aroused competitiveness, a hint of a smile flashed in the Dragon King's eyes.

He was certain that Ning Chen had no chance of shaking this divine needle.

Although he thought so, who was the Old Dragon King? He was the first dragon to appear in Journey to the West and was most skilled at defusing awkward situations.

The Dragon King still wore a tolerant smile like an elder, stroking his beard and nodding.

"Of course it counts! Old Dragon's word is law! If the Immortal can truly lift this pillar, Old Dragon will have no objections! However..."

Old Long changed the subject.

"If the Immortal is unable to do so for the time being, it is alright. The treasure trove contains thousands of treasures, and the Immortal may choose three items at will! After all, this item is heavy and cannot be forced. The old dragon is also afraid that the Immortal may damage his own foundation if he tries it."

"Alright! It's a deal!"

Ning Chen was waiting for these words from the old Dragon King.

He took a deep breath, said no more, and turned to walk towards the cold, massive pillar that supported the heavens and the earth.

The Dragon King stood to one side with a smile, his robe sleeves fluttering lightly, displaying the leisurely attitude of a young man who wouldn't know his own limitations until he hit a wall.

Ning Chen approached the towering white jade pillar, which exuded a primordial aura. He slowly reached out and pressed his hand against the cold, smooth shaft...

Snapped!

Ning Chen's palm gently touched the towering white jade pillar. The next second, a cold aura emanated from the pillar, but there was no other movement!

.......

Uh, it's alright...

Ning Chen knew that with his current cultivation level, the Sky-Supporting Jade Pillar would definitely look down on him, but he still had a backup plan.

He was determined to get this.

Ning Chen closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all distractions, and silently recited the supreme mantra of the Xuanmen school, the Tao Te Ching.

"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name..."

"The highest good is like water, which benefits all things without striving..."

"All things carry yin and embrace yang, and through the interaction of these two energies, harmony is achieved..."

Although Bodhi Patriarch instructed him to reduce his practice of the Tao Te Ching, Ning Chen had already deeply engraved the text in his mind.

As the scriptures flowed, profound and mysterious Daoist charm emanated from his body, a hazy, clear light emanating from him, causing Ning Chen's clothes to flutter even without wind.

However, the expected resonance did not materialize.

The towering white jade pillar remained unmoved, like an iceberg rooted in the deepest abyss, exuding an aloofness and majesty that kept people at a distance.

Ning Chen's Daoist aura was like a spring breeze brushing against a rock, unable to shake it in the slightest.

It stood there coldly, showing no respect whatsoever to the Moral Celestial.

Ning Chen's face immediately flushed slightly, and a barely perceptible blush crept up to his ears.

This magical needle, after being placed in Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace, showed absolutely no reaction. It's as if they're incredibly inept at making needles!

I silently recited the Tao Te Ching, but I couldn't even get a single response.

Or perhaps this guy is an idiot who hasn't developed any senses yet?

Not far behind Ning Chen, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, stood with his hands behind his back, taking in Ning Chen's condition.

The old Dragon King's lips curled into a slight smile. He stroked his whiskers, shook his head, and smiled without saying a word, the thought "I knew it would be like this" rising in his mind.

This young man, although a disciple of a sage, is ultimately somewhat ignorant and arrogant.

This is probably why the Sage Taiqing let him go out alone to gain experience.

"Alright, alright," the old Dragon King was about to step forward and smooth things over, giving Ning Chen a way out.

Right now!

Ning Chen felt a sudden itch deep in his left ear, and a scorching, fierce aura suddenly erupted!