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

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Commander Chuihai Jiebo nodded slightly and said:

"The True Lord's carriage is currently in the clouds above. Prince, please follow me."

Moang straightened his clothes and followed them.

He had long heard of the mighty name of the True Lord Huangtian Jingfa, and he especially remembered the time when the Great Calamity of the Weak Water ravaged the four seas, with turbulent waves and countless lives lost.

The four Dragon Palaces were all punished by Heaven for neglecting their duties and failing to detect the source of the crime in time, and should have been severely punished.

If this True Lord had not used swift and decisive means to immediately execute the four Great Star Lords who caused the disaster at the very moment it began, thus stopping the spread of the calamity, and had not explained the cause of the calamity to Heaven.

My father and three uncles will likely not be able to get away with such a minor punishment as today.

All the dragon clans of the four seas were grateful for this, and King Ao Run, the father of the dragon king, had mentioned it many times, speaking with great respect.

Having witnessed the extraordinary abilities of the divine generals under the True Lord's command, one feels even greater awe and admiration for the True Lord, whom one has never met.

The leader of the sea and waves then led Prince Moang, parted the clouds and waves, and ascended straight to the ninth heaven.

Above the clear sky, celestial clouds stretched out like a sea, with auspicious wisps of mist hanging down.

Thousands of golden-armored thunder soldiers stood solemnly in formation, gleaming in the sunlight, wielding golden spears and jade halberds, and holding whips and maces.

Banners of the Thunder Palace fluttered in the wind.

In the center stands a tall banner with a black base and gold trim, inscribed with the four ancient seal characters "Huang Tian Shu Lei" (煌天枢雷), written in bold, powerful strokes.

The banners beside it read "General Governor of Divine Thunder" and "Jade Emperor's High Minister," signifying supreme authority and a prestigious position.

The generals stood in rows on the left and right, some majestic and imposing, others composed and dignified, all with eyes like lightning, and each surrounded by the aura of wind, thunder, water, and fire.

Judging from the divine light emanating from within him and the aura of authority that naturally arises, he is clearly a seasoned veteran with profound Taoist cultivation, only someone who can serve as a close general before the True Lord.

In the center of the imperial carriage, the mythical beast Xie Zhi stands majestically, its back supporting the Xuanxiao Palace, its eyes like bright mirrors, and its whole body radiating a clear and pure light.

A person sat atop it, draped in a black cloak that seemed to hang like clouds. Though he did not speak, he was already the pivot of the energy of heaven and earth.

Although he closed his eyes and focused his mind, not revealing his sharp edge, the invisible Daoist aura he exuded was as vast and unfathomable as the heavens and as deep and hidden as thunder.

This made Moang's mind solemn, knowing that this must be the famous Jingfa Zhenjun who was renowned throughout the Three Realms.

Moang took a deep breath, stepped forward a few paces, and from the clouds, bowed deeply to the figure on the back of the Xie Zhi, showing the utmost respect.

"Ao Mo Ang of the Western Sea pays homage to the True Lord."

My father once said that when the Calamity of the Weak Waters arose in the past, the four seas were in turmoil. Fortunately, the True Lord upheld the Heavenly Law and swept away the filth with thunder and lightning, stopping the calamity before it spread, saving millions of lives, and the four seas were finally at peace.

All the dragon clans of the four seas admired the True Lord's noble righteousness and profound virtue.

Today, the Little Dragon Prince pursued and annihilated the demons, and with the help of the divine generals sent by the True Lord, he slew the two fiends, retrieved the palace treasure, and was relieved of the predicament of patrolling the sea.

"I humbly request that Your Excellency temporarily relocate your entourage, and condescend to welcome you with open arms. I, Xiaolong, would like to inform my father that we will prepare a simple feast to express our sincere gratitude. This is also the wish of everyone in the Western Sea."

Chen Jiao's gaze fell, taking in the handsome young man before him.

This dragon prince possessed extraordinary talent and vitality, with a brilliant inner spirit and a hint of destiny in his brows. He was indeed exceptional compared to ordinary dragon princes.

What's even more remarkable is that he was courteous without being obsequious, and grateful for past kindness without losing his composure.

He pondered for a moment, recalling that although the four seas were at peace after the Calamity of the Weak Water, the accumulated calamity energy and the impure water essence left hidden dangers for the cultivation of the creatures in the seas and for the circulation of water veins.

The Western Sea is vast, and since we have come here, we may take the opportunity to cleanse it, which is in line with the purpose of our patrol and can help the aquatic creatures and stabilize the region.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiao nodded slightly and replied:

"Your Highness is very kind. The matter of the Weak Water is my duty, so the Dragon King need not worry about it."

My original purpose in coming here was to cleanse the land and inspect the criminal law. What I am doing today is merely a side effect.

The Crown Prince is diligent and conscientious, and his martial arts skills are superb. The Dragon Palace has a worthy successor, which is cause for celebration.

Although the calamity of the Weak Water was quelled, some of its lingering turbidity still lingered at the intersection of the four seas, polluting the spiritual energy of the water veins and hindering the cultivation of the aquatic creatures of the Western Sea.

Now that we have arrived, I will accompany the Crown Prince to the Dragon Palace, firstly to fulfill the invitation, and secondly…”

He slightly raised his gaze, looking down at the vast Western Sea, and said in a deep voice:

"We can take this opportunity to cleanse the seas, wipe out the remaining evil forces, and restore peace and tranquility to the Western Sea."

Upon hearing this, Moang was startled, feeling both pleased and respectful.

What delighted me was that the True Lord actually agreed, and what I respected was the True Lord's effortless and magnanimous demeanor in his words.

He immediately bowed again, his voice even more respectful:

"On behalf of the Western Sea, I, Xiaolong, respectfully welcome the True Lord's arrival! I immediately send word to the Dragon Palace to order the courtyard to be swept and prepared in preparation for the True Lord's arrival!"

Chen Jiao said no more, only giving a slight nod to Fei Peng, who was standing to the side.

Fei Peng understood and turned to relay the order.

Three thousand Lei Fu soldiers silently turned around, their ceremonial guards solemn, surrounding the imperial carriage.

Guided by Moang, they parted the clouds and slowly headed towards the vast blue sea and the faintly visible palace of the Western Sea Dragon Palace.

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The Dragon Palace of the West Sea is a magnificent underwater palace.

But one sees glazed tiles, coral beams, pearls illuminating the walls, and agate paving the steps.

The whale general patrolled outside with a halberd, the turtle general guarded the gate with his sword, and shrimp soldiers and crab soldiers came and went like a woven tapestry.

Even more impressive are the giant whale carrying the stele and the old turtle bearing the mountain, truly a royal court of aquatic creatures, with magnificent scenery.

Poems as proof:

Deep within the waters lies a crystal palace, its jade towers reaching to the heavens. Whales and giant turtles serve as generals patrolling the deep sea, while crabs and tortoises guard the dragon's court.

Inside the Crystal Palace, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, sat upright, holding a jade scroll and intently reviewing it.

Its appearance is that of a dragon with a human body, wearing a golden crown, with a pair of jade-colored dragon horns rising from its temples, and a green beard hanging down to its waist.

Wearing a navy blue dragon robe embroidered with gold, depicting a vast expanse of blue waves, he exuded an aura of majesty.

Suddenly, a patrolling sea yaksha entered to report:

"Your Majesty, the Chief Administrator of the Eight Rivers, the Great Dragon God in Charge of Rain, and the son-in-law of the Jing River Dragon King, have come to pay your respects."

Upon hearing this, Ao Run's eyes flashed slightly. He put down the jade book and smiled.

"Now that my brother-in-law has arrived, please come in quickly."

A separate banquet with delicacies should be prepared in another room; it must not be neglected.

Before long, the Dragon King of the Jing River led a young man in brocade robes into the hall.

The Dragon King of the Jing River wore a crown and an ochre-yellow dragon robe, his refined appearance exuding the majesty of the ruler of the water palace.

His brows now held a hint of the turbulent energy of a river, unlike Ao Run's tranquility, which stemmed from his long residence in the deep sea.

The boy beside him looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

Despite his brightly colored brocade robes, he couldn't hide his fierce and unruly aura; his brows furrowed with arrogance, and his eyes flashed like lightning when he looked around.

His round face had a pair of bright, piercing eyes that seemed to glow with a hint of sunset. He had a wide mouth and curled lips that were the color of blood, and sparse red hair at his temples.

Indeed, it resembles the spirit of Tai Sui, and looks like an angry little thunder god. It has a naturally fierce and unruly appearance, like a water dragon emerging from the waves.

Ao Run frowned secretly upon seeing his appearance.

The dragon has nine sons, each different from the others. In the bloodline of the dragon race, distinctions of rank and kinship are often revealed in their appearance.

The purer the bloodline, the closer the appearance is to that of a dragon, and the more majestic it is.

This child's appearance suggests he is either a giant softshell turtle or a crocodile dragon; his bloodline is clearly impure.

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