Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Chen Jiao looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, who was bowing and smiling, with a dignified and imposing air, and was indeed somewhat surprised.

It has only been a few years since the last time I visited Huanghua Temple to open the temple.

This Golden Light Immortal had actually reached the perfect Golden Core stage, with faint traces of elixir fire and tribulation energy surrounding his body, and the Nascent Soul stage was just around the corner.

It seems that his advice about "Tai Bai Jin" back then was indeed of great help to his path of cultivation.

In a flash, Chen Jiao calmly returned the greeting and said in a gentle voice:

"It turns out you are Fellow Daoist Jin Guang. I have long heard of the Abbot's great name, which is as famous as thunder in my ears. Today I have the pleasure of meeting you, and you are indeed extraordinary in your Daoist aura."

"This humble Taoist priest, Jiang Xiao, thanks you for your kind assistance, fellow Daoist."

Seeing that he was humble and polite, with a composed demeanor, and not merely a reckless and fierce person, Jin Guang Zhenren's smile widened, and he waved his hand, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Jiangxiao, you are too kind. It is true that this old dragon has been tyrannical for a long time, and I have long been unable to tolerate it."

Today, fellow Daoist, you are merely acting with integrity and uprightness; what wrong have you done?

Having said that, he turned to face the Thunder Dragon Lord, whose face was ashen in mid-air. His smile faded slightly, and his voice deepened:

"Zhe Lei, Fellow Daoist Jiang Xiao and Yu Ming of Xuan Ri Mountain fought a fair and square battle, and their fates will be left to fate."

Are you jumping out now to bully the young because of your age, or to use your godfather's name to carry out acts of personal revenge?

"Shouldn't you even ask for a shred of decency for such behavior?"

Just now, the Thunder Dragon Lord had attacked in anger, but his Xuanbo Ziji Thunder Spear was easily neutralized by the thousands of golden lights of the Golden Light True Man. He was already in awe, his anger subsided, and he became wary.

Since attaching himself to the Flood Dragon Demon King, Jin Guang Zhenren has not only made a fortune in the business of alchemy and poisons, but his own cultivation and supernatural powers have also improved day by day.

Especially his divine power of forming a thousand golden light arrays, which traps heaven and earth, wears down magical power, and makes one's bones weak and muscles numb upon contact, is truly remarkable.

Over the years, countless ignorant cultivators and demons have suffered great losses.

Although he was a Taoist, he only referred to himself as a True Man and did not call himself a Demon Lord like ordinary Golden Core demon cultivators.

However, in recent years, he has been privately referred to as the Demon Lord.

He suppressed his anger, pointed his steel gun at the enemy, and said in a deep voice:

"Jin Guang! Your Huanghua Temple has always kept to itself and our Tunlei River, so why are you meddling in our affairs today?"

This scoundrel killed my adopted son and destroyed the lineage of Xuanri Mountain. This enmity is irreconcilable, and there is absolutely no possibility of a peaceful resolution today!

Are you truly going to make an enemy of Tunlei River and Xuanri Mountain for this man?

Upon hearing this, Jin Guang Zhenren laughed heartily, pointed at Zhe Lei Long Jun, then at Yu Ming's corpse below, and sneered:

"Adopted son? You do recognize a good adopted son!"

He was outmatched and killed, and now you're jumping out to pretend to be a loving father and son, upholding tradition? That's utterly ridiculous!

"Even if it were just your secret support, or even if Yu Mingzhen were your own son, his death today under Fellow Daoist Jiangxiao's sword is simply his fate!"

"As for keeping to yourself? Old man Zhe Lei, don't try to flatter yourself! You've been reaching out quite a bit over the years, swallowing Lei Jiang's hand."

Moreover, the Lord of Xuanri Mountain, Yu Ming, has already been executed here. The Daoist lineage? It's nothing but a joke! Today, Fellow Daoist Jiangxiao has rid the people of a scourge, which is truly a meritorious deed.

If you want revenge…

Golden Light Immortal lightly flicked his whisk, a faint golden light swirling around him, and said:

"I, Jin Guang, will be here to accompany you on this journey."

Before he finished speaking, the three thousand silver strands of the whisk in his hand moved without wind, each strand standing upright and gleaming with a golden luster, emitting a faint, sweet and pungent fragrance.

Upon hearing this, the Thunder Dragon Lord's vertical pupils flashed with lightning, and he laughed in fury, rebuking:

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Don't think that just because you've managed to get on the good side of the Demon King, you have the right to run rampant.

Even if the Flood Dragon Demon King possessed extraordinary abilities, he was currently far away in the Eastern Continent of Divine Victory, and his influence was beyond his reach!

"I will kill you right here and now. Do you think he would travel all the way across the ocean to Xiniu Hezhou to seek revenge on me for the sake of a dead man like you?"

His voice boomed like thunder, and the steel gun in his hand crackled with lightning; he was clearly furious.

On the face of the Golden Light Immortal, which was as dark as iron, anger was hidden, and his eyes were like lightning, piercing straight at the Thunder Dragon Lord.

"Old mudfish, how dare you question Brother Xuanling's name? And how dare you presume to know Brother Xuanling's breadth of vision?"

"Why don't you try? Will your Thunder-Swallowing River's lightning magic strike me first, or will my golden light array first lock your dragon tendons and bones, turning them into lamp oil?"

Upon hearing this, Zhe Lei Long Jun immediately let out a fierce shout and said no more. His body erupted with blue-purple lightning, and countless electric snakes danced and roamed wildly within it, his aura locking onto the two people below.

Chen Jiao remained calm, his Tai Chi sword pointing diagonally at the ground, its blade shimmering with crimson light and faintly emitting the chirping of birds, waiting for the sword to fall and sever the old dragon's head.

The surrounding cultivators and guests, who were watching from afar, held their breath, knowing that if these three were to actually fight, it would be an earth-shattering event.

Just when tensions were running high and a conflict was about to erupt.

"Three people."

A calm yet clear voice suddenly rang out in the room, reaching everyone's ears.

The newcomer was dressed in a dark blue robe, with a wiry and powerful build. His golden monkey fur shimmered with a warm luster under the sunlight of Youdu.

He didn't display any amazing aura; he simply stood still in the void, his deep eyes calmly looking over.

It was none other than the Lord of Tongyou City, King Yu Rong.

Half a step behind him stood the burly macaque king, arms crossed.

"This place is Tongyou City."

Yu Rongwang spoke, his voice still calm, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"The three of you are all guests invited by me. Whatever your grudges may be, could you please set aside your hostility and give me some face?"

His gaze first fell upon the Dragon Lord Zhe Lei: "Dragon Lord, you have come from afar as a guest, and your adopted son has just passed away. You are understandably distraught. However, the city is not a place for fighting."

He then turned to Chen Jiao and Jin Guang Zhenren, saying, "Fellow Daoists, please temporarily cease your supernatural powers."

Today is the day of the Treasure Exchange Ceremony, where fellow Daoists from all directions gather. Let us not allow bloodshed to spoil our harmony.

Yu Rong Wang is a powerful ruler of the underworld and the local lord, and he is also a man of unfathomable supernatural powers.

His intervention at this moment carries significant weight.

The Thunder Dragon Lord's expression shifted, and the lightning in his hand flickered slightly before slowly fading away.

He knew that the Yu Rong King was incredibly powerful and held the reins of the city's rules. If he were to forcefully intervene, he would not only fail to please the city lord but might also offend him.

He let out a heavy snort, withdrew his thunderous aura, and held his steel spear upside down, thus temporarily ceasing his attack.

The silver threads of the whisk in Jin Guang Zhenren's hand drooped, and his protective aura completely disappeared. He cupped his hands to Yu Rong Wang and said:

"Since the city lord has intervened, this humble Taoist priest will naturally comply."

Chen Jiao also sheathed his sword and said with a salute, "Since it is the city lord's will, there is nothing wrong with it."

King Yu Rong nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on Chen Jiao for a moment, seemingly with a deeper meaning, before he addressed the three:

"Now that the three of you have come to the gathering, please come into the house and we will serve you tea."

"A few minor grudges can be resolved after the conference if one is still willing to settle them; the area outside the city is vast, and there is no reason why not."

After saying that, he turned to the side and made a "please" gesture.