My wife is Invincible East

Nuwa stiffened and stood up. She looked at the lonely figure of Tongtian Patriarch and recalled the scenes of the prehistoric times. "Brother, I promise you this. In this great calamity, I stand on the same side with you."

"Junior sister, are you serious?"

Tongtian Sect Master was overjoyed and said, "You are not trying to fool me, are you?"

"Seriously, Senior Brother, please take a seat." Nuwa resented what Yuanshi and Laozi had done. They were from the same sect, yet they were schemed against. Because they were weak and alone, they couldn't mount a strong counterattack, so they chose to endure it. However, that didn't mean Nuwa didn't have a temper. Faced with repeated schemes, her pent-up anger finally erupted.

You guys do the first day, and I'll do the fifteenth. Let's just wait and see!

"Brother, what's your brilliant plan? I'd love to hear your details," asked Nuwa.

"The reappearance of a human emperor in heaven and earth, carrying a murderous aura, is likely a turning point in this immeasurable catastrophe. Furthermore, he caused havoc in the underworld, rewrote the Book of Life and Death, and even stole Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mount, the Di Ting divine beast... This child is called Zhu Moye."

"Zhu Moye?" Nuwa counted with her fingers and frowned. It seemed that she could not figure out the secret of heaven, but she figured out that her disciple Yang Chan would have a disaster, which was related to Zhu Moye. Would Chan'er fall into a love disaster?

After the conspiracy, Tongtian Sect Master left the Wa Palace. Nuwa summoned Yang Chan and sighed, "Chan'er, it's time for you to leave the Wa Palace."

Chapter 509: Buddhist Saints

"Master, please don't chase Chan'er away. Chan'er will serve you for the rest of her life." When Yang Chan heard that Nuwa was going to chase her away from the Wa Palace, her eyes turned red with anxiety. She knelt down with her knees bent, "Master, please take back your decision. Chan'er can't bear to leave you."

"Chan'er, get up!"

Nuwa's stunningly beautiful face also showed a touch of sadness. She waved to Yang Chan, stroked her black hair, and said softly, "Master is also reluctant to let Chan'er leave the Wa Palace."

"Then Chan'er will stay, okay?" Yang Chan rested her face on Nuwa's knees, letting her stroke her hair. Her face flushed. "Master, is this okay? Chan'er will stay in the Wa Palace and serve you for the rest of your life."

"No."

Nuwa paused, her jade-white hands shaking her head as she spoke, "Chan'er, don't blame Master for being cruel. When I was deducing the secrets of Heaven, I predicted that you would face a calamity, a mortal calamity, and the one who would bear it was Zhu Moye. You two were destined to become husband and wife. I can only reveal this much information to you. No more secrets can be leaked, or the Heavens will blame you. Chan'er, pack up your things today and return to Heaven!"

"The calamity of the mortal world? Husband and wife!" Yang Chan's face turned pale, and she burst into tears, choking with sobs: "Master, Chan'er will not leave, Chan'er will not leave. Master, I don't want any husband, Chan'er just wants to stay by your side and serve you forever."

"Nonsense!" Nuwa's pretty face turned cold as she scolded, "Chan'er, this is a calamity arranged by heaven. How can you fool around? If you continue fooling around, you can no longer call me your master. Do you think you can escape by staying in the Wa Palace?"

"Master!"

Yang Chan's face turned pale, and she looked at Nuwa with a confused look in her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She collapsed to the ground, then climbed up, kowtowed three times, biting her lip and saying, "Take care, Master."

"Chan'er, before you leave the Wa Palace, your master will give you a treasure." Nuwa opened her small mouth, and a precious lamp flew out, landing on her jade hand and transforming. "This lamp is called the Precious Lotus Lamp, one of the four great spiritual lamps. It is as famous as the Eight Scenery Palace Lamp of Laozi, the Jade Void Glazed Lamp of the Original Saint, and the Coffin Lamp of the Buddha Dipankara."

call out!

The Precious Lotus Lantern fell into Yang Chan's hands. She held the Precious Lotus Lantern in both hands, her beautiful eyes fixed on Nuwa, reluctant to leave. "Master, take care. Chan'er can no longer serve you."

"Ah."

Nuwa nodded, but she saw that Yang Chan hadn't moved an inch and had been standing there. She felt both angry and amused. She deliberately put on a cold face and urged, "Chan'er, what's the matter? If it's okay, why don't you leave?!"

"Master, Chan'er can't bear to leave you!"

Yang Chan threw herself into the arms of Nuwa, her eyes reddening again. Her gaze became firm, and she unexpectedly kissed Nuwa on the cheek before turning and leaving the Wa Palace. She stood outside the Wa Palace, reluctantly turning back with mixed feelings. "Master, Chan'er will come back. Chan'er doesn't want a husband. Chan'er only wants to be your disciple and serve you for the rest of my life."

Zhu Moye?

Want to be Chan'er's husband? No way!

Yang Chan opened her small mouth and swallowed the Precious Lotus Lantern. Just as she was about to leave the Nuwa Palace, she heard Nuwa's voice behind her, "Chan'er, your master will see you off!" Instantly, a gust of wind enveloped Yang Chan, and in the blink of an eye, she had left the Thirty-three Heavens and returned to the Heavenly Palace.

……

Qingwei Heaven and Yuxu Palace outside the thirty-three heavens.

Yuanshi Yuanzun calculated with his fingers, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Is a new immeasurable catastrophe about to come? I wonder what Zhunti and Jieyin will do next. Is the battle between Buddhism and Taoism about to start again?"

After a pause, Yuanshi Yuanzun's frown deepened. "Zhu Moye? A ninth Human Emperor has appeared between heaven and earth, and he carries a murderous aura. Could he be the protagonist of this immeasurable catastrophe? The mysteries of Heaven are hazy, and it's impossible to calculate this child's past, present, and future. He caused chaos in the underworld, rewrote the Book of Life and Death, and acted against the will of Heaven. This child is truly extraordinary. He is only at the Quasi-Earth Immortal Realm, but he has such courage and ability. He is truly extraordinary. The aura of the Human Emperor within him is even stronger than that of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. The ninth Human Emperor of Slaughter, nine is the maximum number. This child's achievements can only rise, not fall."

"Oh?" Yuanshi Tianzun's face was calm, his eyes as deep as the universe, and a ripple of shock appeared. "Even Minghe can't stay here anymore, and so can the Wu clan. Are they all planning to interfere in the Buddhist-Taoist conflict and profit from it during this catastrophe? The Shura Cult is also trying to interfere. What a foolish thing to do. Don't they know that below the level of a saint, we are all ants?"

……

There is the Lihentian Heaven and Tushita Palace outside the thirty-three heavens.

The Jade Emperor was refining an elixir beside the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Two young boys stood by, their hands hanging down, their eyes fixed on the furnace, but they said nothing. Suddenly, the Jade Emperor stopped, stood up from his cushion, counted on his fingers, and chuckled, "Haha, Zhu Moye has wreaked havoc in the underworld, rewriting life and death, and snatched the Di Ting divine beast from Ksitigarbha." After a pause, he waved his whisk, and the Eight Trigrams Furnace opened. Three golden pills flew out, and the Jade Emperor placed them in a medicine bottle.

"Zhunti, you must pay for your actions." Taishang Laojun waved his whisk, gave the two boys some instructions, and left the Tushita Palace. "Karma, Zhunti, you created the cause, and there will be the result. In the future, Buddhism will surely experience three great disasters!"

……

Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

Civil and military officials stood side by side: the Eight Gods, Taibai Jinxing, the Four Great Marshals, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Eight Immortals, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li, Nezha the Third Prince… In the center, seated on the dragon throne, sat the Jade Emperor, and below him, Prince Qin Guang. He bowed and said, "This humble deity pays homage to the Jade Emperor."

"King Qin Guang, please rise," the Jade Emperor asked, puzzled. "You're not in the underworld, so why are you here in heaven to see me? What's the matter? Could something have happened in the underworld again?"

"Your Majesty, a villain has appeared in the underworld. He imitated Sun Wukong and wreaked havoc there, killing countless Yin spirits and rewriting the Book of Life and Death... He has now left the underworld and his whereabouts are unknown. I suspect he has returned to the human world."

"what!"

The Jade Emperor was furious and said, "How could such a thing happen? Who on earth is this person who dares to imitate Sun Wukong and cause trouble in the underworld? This is outrageous! King Qin Guang, please tell me this person's name and surname!"

"This person is called Zhu Moye!"

Chapter 510 Listening to the Divine Beast

Uzbekistan.

The Di Ting divine beast, carrying Zhu Moye on its back, stepped on white clouds, auras ablaze, and arrived at the Naihe Bridge. It crossed the Wangchuan River and set foot on the Yellow Springs Road. After passing through the netherworld, it soared upwards and returned to the world of the living. In a remote town near the U-Tsang Kingdom, in a deserted forest, divine smoke rose from the ground covered with withered yellow leaves. The Di Ting divine beast, carrying Zhu Moye, emerged from the earth.

Leave the underworld and return to the world of the living.

Zhu Moye got off the back of the Di Ting beast and took a deep breath. Compared to the filthy, turbid ghostly air, black air, and evil spirits of the underworld, the air in the living world was obviously much fresher. The fresh air and the scent of mountain soil were particularly refreshing, giving people the illusion of being in another world.

Seeing Zhu Moye standing there silently without saying a word, the Di Ting beast blinked its bright red eyes, seemingly unable to understand the character of its "new master" and seemed quite unfamiliar with him.

Neither the man nor the beast spoke a word, they just stood there quietly. A breeze blew slowly, picking up fallen leaves, which floated up and down in the air, but no one broke the silence.

The Di Ting divine beast snorted, closed its eyes, and lay on the ground, as if it had fallen asleep and was snoring. The snoring was like thunder out of the blue, rumbling all over the place. Many birds and beasts were frightened by the Di Ting divine beast's snoring and became panicked. They flew in groups of three or five, spread their wings, and flew straight into the sky.

Zhu Moye left the gloomy and terrifying underworld and returned to the world of the living, feeling like he had survived a catastrophe. His emotions were difficult to describe and extremely complicated. He was attracted by the peaceful environment before him and immersed himself in it. At the same time, he was planning his future path. However, he sighed inwardly, thinking how unfortunate it was that he had ended up in the world of "Journey to the West", where there are gods and Buddhas, demons and monsters everywhere.

Raiding the underworld, rewriting the Book of Life and Death, and killing the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons—each of these actions violated and challenged the authority of Heaven's rules and regulations, undoubtedly dealing a resounding blow to the Jade Emperor. Zhu Moye suspected that word of this would soon spread throughout the Three Realms. Perhaps Prince Qin Guang had already gone to Heaven to report what had happened in the underworld.

I believe the Jade Emperor will not swallow this anger, and will soon mobilize the heavenly soldiers and gods to deal with me! By then, all the masters of the Heavenly Court will come out, and there will be no place for me to hide in the Three Realms. This matter will be troublesome!

Time was indeed pressing, and it was, weighing down Zhu Moye's breath. But it wasn't pressing either. As the saying goes, "One day in heaven is one year on earth." In other words, Zhu Moye still had a year to cultivate and develop his power, quickly breaking through to the early stages of the Golden Immortal Realm. Then, with the help of his unique cultivation system, he would barely have the capital to confront the Heavenly Court.

But, how easy is it to break through from the Quasi-Earth Immortal realm to the early Golden Immortal realm in a year? To develop one's own power in a year and use it to challenge the Celestial Court, which has existed for tens of millions of years and is filled with countless masters, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges, is not that a fantasy?!

Zhu Moye frowned and was thinking of a countermeasure when he was awakened by the thunderous snoring of the Di Ting divine beast. He felt both amused and angry in his heart. This beast was really a nuisance.

With a kick of his foot, a pine nut shot out and hit the forehead of the Di Ting divine beast with a "bang".

"Roar!"

The Di Ting divine beast awoke from its slumber, its fur standing on end as it scrambled to its feet. It roared with such force that the ground shook slightly. Its golden-red eyes glanced warily around, as if searching for an enemy to ambush it.

However, there was no one around except Zhu Moye.

The Di Ting divine beast could only blame itself for its bad luck. It lay on the ground again, rolled its eyes in annoyance, and snorted loudly. Two streams of foul air blew out, blowing away a large number of fallen leaves under it, as if in silent protest.

This beast!

Zhu Moye saw the Di Ting beast's very human expression and couldn't help laughing. He said, "Come here!" After the voice fell, the Di Ting beast hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, it ran over happily and circled around Zhu Moye, its face full of flattery. If it didn't understand human language, it might have said a few words to please Zhu Moye.

After all, Zhu Moye is its new master and cannot be offended.

Although it did not understand human language, the Di Ting divine beast still roared a few times. Seeing Zhu Moye's surprised look, it became more proud. It held its head high and chest out, and subconsciously shook its tail, which stirred up a strong wind, blowing the surrounding trees to and fro. "Crackling" sounds were heard, and many trees cracked out of the ground, uprooted, and flew in all directions.

Listen carefully to the mythical beast and it lives up to its reputation.

Zhu Moye saw that the Di Ting beast only flicked its tail lightly, stirring up gusts of wind that instantly destroyed half of the forest. He sighed inwardly, thinking that the beast didn't know how to restrain itself, destroying such a peaceful forest in an instant.

However, Zhu Moye was more surprised than surprised. He hadn't expected the Di Ting beast to possess such power. It was truly surprising. Originally, Zhu Moye thought the Di Ting beast was merely a "monitoring" beast, with limited combat capabilities and little use. He had extorted it from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva simply to vent his anger and disgust him. But he never expected that his extortion would actually bring him such extraordinary power.

A divine beast, endowed with the name of a god, how could its strength be weak?!

No wonder Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's face was so distressed when he blackmailed the Di Ting beast. It turns out the Di Ting beast is incredibly powerful, possessing the ability to monitor the Three Realms. Having been at Ksitigarbha's side for tens of millions of years, thanks to its magical powers, Ksitigarbha has a complete understanding of every move within the Three Realms. It's fair to say that the Di Ting beast had accomplished so much, and yet Zhu Moye couldn't help but feel heartbroken to have it blackmailed.

Chapter 511 Peeping into Heaven

Losing the Di Ting divine beast was like losing a huge aid, unable to monitor the Three Realms, like being blinded in both sight and hearing. Now, haunted by inner demons, his realm has fallen from "Buddha" to "Bodhisattva". He is currently in seclusion cultivating, and can barely protect himself.

Unable to monitor the Shura Cult in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood and the Witch Clan in the underworld, an important chess piece that Buddhism had painstakingly placed in the underworld was temporarily rendered useless.

The silent calculation, due to the existence of Zhu Moye, disrupted the balance of power among the Celestial Court, the Wu Clan, Buddhism, and the Shura Cult, causing Buddhism, once the strongest, to fall behind. The Wu Clan and the Shura Cult, originally at a disadvantage and always passive, took advantage of the opportunity to secretly trip up the enemy, leading to the karma between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Zhu Moye, resulting in such a disastrous defeat.

Having lost his divine beast, the Di Ting, and his Buddhahood, he is now plagued by inner demons. If he cannot overcome this great calamity, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will likely remain in the Bodhisattva realm forever, unless he can fulfill his great aspiration to attain enlightenment.

"I will not attain Buddhahood until Hell is empty." Is this aspiration so easily fulfilled? If Hell were emptied, the living would cease to exist, the dead would cease to exist, and the annihilated would remain undisturbed. At that point, the Three Realms would be in chaos, perhaps returning to the prehistoric age.

Of course, this isn't the only path. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, in his quest to regain the Buddhahood, would have to give up his position as a Bodhisattva and reincarnate through the six realms of existence, reborn for tens of thousands of years to cultivate the Buddhist path anew.

If there hadn't been the variable Zhu Moye, perhaps nothing would have happened.

Zhu Moye had no idea that the mere flapping of his wings would lead to such dire consequences, causing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to suffer a fate worse than death. He was left with only two options: wait for his wish to come true, or reincarnate and return to Buddhism. However, even if time could go back and Zhu Moye were given another chance to choose, he would still choose the path he had taken before.

The way of the emperor is to have a heart as solid as a rock!

If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was given a chance, he would never have provoked Zhu Moye. If he had not provoked Zhu Moye, the law of heaven would not have brought down the cause and effect, and the subsequent series of problems would not have occurred.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

Zhu Moye's eyes fell on the Di Ting divine beast and he gave an order: "Di Ting, check where we are now."

At a command, the Di Ting divine beast crouched down, tilted its huge head, put its ears to the ground, and moved its eyeballs a few times, taking in the sounds of all things in the world, and in an instant it found out the name of this place.

However, the Di Ting beast could not understand human language. It could only use its magical power of "telepathy" to transmit the information it received from all things in the world through the air. In a childish voice, it said, "Master, this is a mountain forest near the U-Tsang Kingdom. There is a town thirty miles to the east."

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhu Moye nodded, took two steps, and then stopped. The Di Ting beast, following behind, stared at a dragonfly on the ground, swatting it with its claws, enjoying itself immensely. It didn't notice Zhu Moye had stopped, and crashed headfirst into it, leaving a large red bump on its forehead. The Di Ting beast grimaced in pain. Meanwhile, the Di Ting beast, with its distinct golden-red eyes, looked at Zhu Moye with a strange gaze, perplexed. It shook its massive head slightly and stood up again.

Zhu Moye's gaze fell on the Di Ting mythical beast. With its tiger head, single horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet, it looked every bit like a monster. If it entered a town, wouldn't the locals treat it as a monster and chase it away? It would attract so much attention that Zhu Moye suddenly asked, "Di Ting, do you know how to transform?"

Transformation?!

The Di Ting Divine Beast nodded, then shook its head. Zhu Moye couldn't figure out what the Di Ting Divine Beast was trying to say to him. It nodded and shook its head, was it saying yes or no?

"Master," the Di Ting beast could only communicate its words through its telepathic power. "Diting has practiced under the Bodhisattva for many years and has some understanding of the art of transformation. I just don't know what you want Diting to become."

"A small, inconspicuous animal." Zhu Moye remembered Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's words, who mentioned that Di Ting was a white dog before he attained enlightenment. "Then you can become a dog!"

The Di Ting beast nodded its enormous tiger head, then transformed itself. Its massive body shrank dozens of times at a visible speed, transforming into a mere twenty-centimeter-tall, snow-white puppy. Its golden-red eyes gleamed at its transformation, a look of smug pride on its face. It mimicked a dog's bark, barking a few times. Then, wagging its tail, it approached Zhu Moye and circled him, its pink tongue lolling out in a adorable display.

"go!"

Zhu Moye and the Di Ting beast walked thirty miles eastward and arrived at a town. After entering the town, they had a quick meal in a restaurant and then found an inn to stay in.

Zhu Moxie ordered the Di Ting beast to find out the current situation of the Heavenly Court in order to formulate a strategy to deal with the future capture by the Heavenly Court. At this point, Zhu Moxie could not help but admire the Di Ting beast's ability, which was a thousand times more powerful than the "Heavenly Eyes" and "Heavenly Ears".

The Di Ting divine beast crawled on the ground, and in an instant the sounds of all things in the world came one after another. It easily found out the truth about the Heavenly Court, and took in all the arrangements and plans made by the Jade Emperor to appoint all the immortals and gods, and told them to Zhu Moye without missing a word.

"He appointed the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li as the Grand Marshal of Demon Subjugation, and his third son, the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, Nezha the Third Prince, as the vanguard. He has mobilized the three armies and led a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and gods to capture me. What a powerful force!" Zhu Moye used the ability of the Divine Listening Beast to gain a thorough understanding of the arrangements in Heaven. A slight look of surprise appeared on his face as he said in a deep voice, "Only one year remains before the Heavenly Army descends to Earth?"

A year's time?!

Zhu Moye didn't have much time left, but he didn't worry either. Instead, he began to formulate a plan to deal with the Heavenly Army.

Chapter 512 The Ultimate Mission

"Ding Ting, I'll credit you with this." Zhu Moye had already formulated a plan to deal with the Heavenly Court. He was completely confident and no longer worried. His eyes fell on the Di Ting beast. He grasped the beast's neck with one hand, lifted it up, and swung it in the air a few times. "What reward do you want? How about a few big, fragrant, and crispy meat bones as a reward for your meritorious service?"

"Wang Wang."

The Di Ting beast was very dissatisfied with Zhu Moye's mistreatment of the meritorious officials. It was so angry that it bared its teeth and claws, slapped Zhu Moye's hand away with one claw, and fell from more than a meter. But halfway, it stepped on the clouds with all four legs and landed steadily on the table, "Woof woof woof!"

"It's quite smooth and soft."

Zhu Moye touched the soft head of the Di Ting beast and affirmed its value. "Then what do you want? As long as it is within my ability, I will satisfy you."

"No need for the big meat bones." The Di Ting beast blinked its distinct golden-red eyes. Having followed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for years, it had long since given up meat and lived on a vegetarian diet. Or perhaps, it subsisted on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Buddha energy and disliked meat. The Di Ting beast rolled its eyes in annoyance at Zhu Moye's words. It had merely transformed into a puppy to conceal its presence and avoid alarming the mortals of the Yang world, but that didn't mean it was truly a dog.

Although it was a white dog before it attained enlightenment, that was a thing of the past. Now it was the Di Ting divine beast, and had nothing to do with the white dog. Even though it had transformed into a little white dog, that didn't mean it was still a dog.

The Di Ting Divine Beast turned around on the table and, using its communication ability, expressed its inner thoughts. "Don't want the meat with bones. Downstairs in the inn, I saw someone selling a snack called Tanghulu. I want that."

Candied haws?

You said that you used to be one of the four great Bodhisattvas, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, listening attentively. "When you sit on the ground, you listen to eight hundred sounds; when you lie down, you listen to three thousand sounds." You bent over the desk on the ground, and took in the sounds of all things in the world. As a divine beast, you actually like to eat candied haws just like Tianyi, that girl!