Chapter 1218: Chapter 372: Nezha’s Plea for Help (Part 5)
At this time, the Ox Demon King suddenly sighed.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to him.
“Old Ox, what’s wrong?”
Sun Wukong asked with a smile.
“I was thinking about your poor nephew. He is now only at the Heavenly Venerate Realm, not yet at the Great Heavenly Venerate. As an uncle, you aren’t taking care of him at all.”
The Ox Demon King sighed.
Sun Wukong didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. If he had something good, why not just call Red Boy over?
He directly tore off a large piece of roasted fish and handed it over.
“Keep this, it’s enough for him to break into the Great Heavenly Venerate Realm.”
Sun Wukong also knew Red Boy’s situation; now in the Heavenly Court, he was also a major general leading an area.
It wasn’t because of Sun Wukong’s connections, but because of his own merits and strength.
In the current Heavenly Court, unless they were someone specially favored by Sun Wukong, no one received special treatment.
Wherever one’s strength lies, that’s the position they hold.
The greater the merit, the greater the reward.
This energized all the immortals, eager to achieve great things.
Red Boy rose through his wartime exploits; over the years, he had participated in many major battles, narrowly escaping death several times, slaying countless demons and wicked immortals and Buddhas.
The Ox Demon King was immediately delighted and quickly put it away.
Red Boy had accumulated enough, just like the Dragon Girl; he only needed a bit of opportunity to break through.
Supreme Flesh, containing the dao and essence-energy of the Supreme, could help them break through.
Don’t think this is an easy thing; from ancient times to present, how many Heavenly Venerates have ever tasted Supreme Flesh?
Even if a Supreme killed another Supreme, it’s generally completely obliterated, body and soul.
On the rare occasion a body remains, its murderous intent and destructive qi aren’t something a Heavenly Venerate can refine.
This Supreme Flesh, which had been purified by strong beings like Sun Wukong, was a unique opportunity.
Sun Wukong had the Monkey Spirits bring Monkey Wine, and everyone indulged in wine and song, feasting to their hearts’ content.
This was a celebration that lasted three days.
Everyone was drunk, including Sun Wukong.
“Monkey, save me.”
He wanted to rest well, but then a voice came to him.
In Sun Wukong’s mind appeared a scene of Endless Demon Flames rising, devouring a figure.
That figure was none other than Nezha.
Sun Wukong awoke with a start, sweat appearing on his forehead, sobering up rapidly.
At this moment, Sun Wukong felt a bad premonition.
Nezha was in trouble.
That was Sun Wukong’s first thought.
Shaking his heavy head, Sun Wukong stood up.
“Wukong, what’s the matter?”
The Bodhisattva Guanyin asked.
She sensed something was wrong with Sun Wukong and inquired.
Among the people at Huaguo Mountain, only the Bodhisattva Guanyin and Ksitigarbha hadn’t drunk.
They were still sober and in excellent condition.
Eating large amounts of Supreme Flesh indeed boosted their cultivation.
The Bodhisattva Guanyin felt as if she was getting closer to the Supreme Realm, as if she could break through that barrier at any moment.
Sun Wukong furrowed his brow and said solemnly: “Bodhisattva, I dreamed Nezha was calling for help, trapped in Demonic Flames, about to be consumed.”
The Bodhisattva Guanyin was also startled.
With Nezha’s current strength, even she was unsure she could capture him.
In the Three Realms, what Demon Head could pose a danger to Nezha?
Even if a Supreme wanted to kill Nezha, it wouldn’t have happened without a sound.
But Sun Wukong wouldn’t have dreamed that for no reason.
This meant that Nezha was indeed in danger and had used Divine Skills to call Sun Wukong for help.
Only when faced with the most critical danger would Nezha, with his stubbornness, do such a thing.
“Demonic Flames? They should only exist in the Demon Realm. Could Nezha have gone to the Demon Realm?”
The Bodhisattva Guanyin frowned.
As the words fell, the two exchanged a glance, seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.
This possibility was very high.
Anyone else might not have done such a thing, but Nezha was different.
Tian Hao controlling three Supremes, disguised as Nezha, schemed against Sun Wukong.
Nezha was very angry, but because the Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor sided with the Heavenly Court, he couldn’t act against him.
With Nezha’s temperament, he would only get angrier as time passed.
It made perfect sense for him to charge into the Demon Realm and cause a scene.
“This is bad, Old Sun is going to the Demon Realm.”
Sun Wukong immediately said.
He wore a serious expression, ready to set out.
The Bodhisattva Guanyin stopped him, warning him not to act rashly.
“Nezha is already trapped; if you rush in without thinking, not only will you fail to save Nezha, but you might also get trapped yourself. This might be Tian Hao’s plot. Perhaps you should check if Nezha is within the Three Realms.”
Sun Wukong slapped his forehead; he had acted impulsively, not considering everything.
The Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor and his ilk had thought to use Nezha to scheme against him before.
Tian Hao could very well employ Divine Skills to create an illusion of Nezha in danger, appearing in his mind.
As long as he entered the Demon Realm, he would lose control of the situation.
Sun Wukong wielded Divine Skills to scan the Three Realms.
But, within the Three Realms, he did not sense Nezha’s presence.
Frowning, Sun Wukong used even stronger immortal techniques, attempting to capture Nezha’s aura.
Even if Nezha deliberately hid himself, this immortal technique had a seventy percent chance of detecting Nezha’s aura.
However, Sun Wukong still found nothing.
The Bodhisattva Guanyin and Ksitigarbha shook their heads from the side.
They too could not sense Nezha’s aura, which meant Nezha likely indeed entered the Demon Realm.
Sun Wukong’s expression was grave, knowing something major had happened.