I am Jiang Ming, the Eternal Demon Emperor

Chapter 864 The Emperor's New Clothes: His Ugly Demeanor Revealed

"Damn bald monks, you're scheming again. If I see anything you're trying to do, I'll ruin it all."

Zhao Gongming looked at the two bald men with horns on their heads who had been knocked unconscious by him with a club, and said something disdainfully.

After saying that, he patted the rump of his mount, seemingly preparing to leave.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

It was at this moment that Jiang Ming's voice rang out.

"Oh no, someone saw us. Should we kill them to cover it up? Let's forget it. Old Zhao is a man of principle, he's not afraid of those bald monks finding out."

Upon hearing Jiang Ming's voice, these thoughts flashed through Zhao Gongming's mind.

At that moment, Jiang Ming appeared in the arena as a beam of golden light.

"Oh dear, fellow Daoist, you're already preparing to leave? I see those two bald men still have a lot of spoils they haven't taken. Killing and looting corpses, isn't that an old tradition of the Great Primordial World?"

Jiang Ming stared at the two bald men on the ground and spoke.

"They didn't die. They were just knocked unconscious after being outmatched in a sparring match with me."

Zhao Gongming immediately glared and began to lie through his teeth.

"Is that so? In that case, fellow Daoist. Would you mind if I robbed them now?"

Upon hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Jiang Ming immediately made a request.

"Robbery? Robbery is great, of course I don't mind."

After hearing Jiang Ming's words, Zhao Gongming suddenly found him much more agreeable and said.

"Thank you. I'll grant your request."

Upon hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Jiang Ming immediately unleashed his supernatural power, the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand.

Then, to Zhao Gongming's astonishment, he stripped the two monks down to their underwear. Jiang Ming was the real professional at robbing them.

Back in the day, when he robbed Master Duan De, he mastered a unique skill.

Later, he even acquired Jing Tian's ultimate skill, the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand.

He has long since transformed it into an unparalleled skill of theft.

Without even touching the two monks, it was as easy as looting equipment in a video game. He used the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand technique to rob the two monks of all their treasures.

These two monks were both at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. They dared to cause trouble in the Buddhist sect, so they must have some skills.

Now look what's happened. It all benefits Jiang Ming.

"Let's go. I didn't expect to have such a gain after coming out. However, I need to fake it so they won't think that you did it. Behold my supernatural power, a fake that's indistinguishable from the real thing, the Emperor's New Clothes."

After a moment of realization under Zhao Gongming's strange gaze, Jiang Ming spoke up.

Then, he pointed with two fingers, and golden light appeared on the bodies of the two monks, forming two sets of clothes.

Zhao Gongming examined it carefully, even using his Heavenly Eye several times, but he still couldn't understand it.

"Fellow Daoist, did you return those things to them?"

Zhao Gongming asked in confusion.

"Don't worry, this is a supernatural power. If you don't believe me, we can hide and wait until they wake up and the power stops working. Then you will understand the mystery."

Jiang Ming spoke up.

"Alright, let's wait and see." Zhao Gongming was also curious about what would happen next.

He didn't think Jiang Ming was lying to him. There was no need for that. To rob someone and then return it was no different from being a fool.

then.

Jiang Ming, along with Zhao Gongming, instantly merged into the void, as if becoming part of the void itself.

Jiang Ming cast a spell, creating a wind and rain incantation.

Three minutes later, a gust of wind blew up, followed by a torrential downpour.

The two monks felt as if they were naked, their bodies chilled to the bone. Upon waking, they tried to recall what had happened. All they could remember was that they had flown to the shores of the East Sea and were just about to enter when they felt a sharp pain in the back of their heads and immediately fainted.

“Someone has ambushed us. Shameless villain, if I ever find out who you are, I will destroy your physical body, tear your soul apart, and imprison your spirit in the eighteen levels of hell for endless torment.”

One of the monks said angrily.

"Shh, don't speak such blunt truths. We can only accept our bad luck in this matter. We're not the only two of our Western Sect's experts who have been knocked unconscious. Even if we report this to the two sect leaders, they'll only tell us to be more careful in the future. Actually, this matter is related to that big idiot from the Jie Sect, and we can't afford to offend him. Everyone knows that he's only spared us because of the sect leaders."

Just then, another monk beside them spoke up mysteriously.

Jiang Ming glanced at Zhao Gongming and noticed that Zhao Gongming's already dark face was now even darker.

Jiang Ming pretended not to know anything.

Soon, the two monks continued their mission and entered the East Sea.

When they arrived at the East Sea Dragon Palace, they naturally alarmed the East Sea Dragon King and the rest of the East Sea Dragon Clan.

"Two masters, may I ask what brings you to my East China Sea?"

"It is Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea," he said.

He disliked the Western Religion and was unwilling to join it even after the dragon race declined.

What's so good about Western religion? If you join, the dragons will become your mounts, your guardian deities, and your watchdogs kept on pillars.

"Dragon King of the East Sea, I believe you understand why we have come here. Our Western Sect is willing to let your dragon race join us. When our Western Sect prospers in the future, we will share some of our immeasurable merit and fortune with your East Sea."

A monk, dressed in white robes, looked quite otherworldly, and indeed possessed a certain air of otherworldly grace.

Then, suddenly, the expressions of the angry dragons around them froze, their faces filled with strange looks, because they watched in disbelief as the two pretentious high monks were suddenly reduced to wearing only their underwear. They seemed oblivious, still maintaining their posture as enlightened monks.

Meanwhile, Zhao Gongming, who was hiding in the void with Jiang Ming, stared wide-eyed at what he saw that was utterly unbelievable. He simply couldn't believe that Jiang Ming's supernatural powers were so terrifying and astonishing.

That's what you call making a fool of yourself without even realizing it. He even felt a chill run down his spine from being too close to Jiang Ming.

"You old dragons, you don't have many years left to live. When the karma in the eye of the sea erupts, you will probably have to fill the sea with your bodies. At that time, if you are willing to join my Buddhist sect, the two leaders will help you overcome the difficulties by consuming some of their merits."

The other of the two monks, completely oblivious, stood tall and proud.

"Please return, both of you. Our dragon clan will find a solution ourselves, so there's no need for you to trouble yourselves."

Ao Guang wasn't stupid; he wouldn't be fooled by their lies.

Besides, these two Buddhas of the Western religion have been tricked by someone, and they are showing their ugly side without even realizing it. It is utterly ridiculous.

"Alright, alright, you said it yourselves. If you regret it later, the conditions won't be as good as they are now."

Another Buddha immediately spoke angrily.

The East Sea Dragon Clan is truly ungrateful. Do they really think they are still the rulers of the world? After the Dragon-Han Calamity, the Dragon Clan has declined steadily. Now, they may not even have any Quasi-Saints left. Sooner or later, they will be devoured by other forces and reduced to an inferior race.

(End of this chapter)