384: offerings

Li Haotian sat within his Immortal Cave, continuously inhaling and exhaling Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, Cultivating bit by bit.

It was enough for him if he could Cultivate to become an Immortal Emperor Expert at the fastest speed possible.

Everything else was not considered an urgent matter for him at the moment; this was the most urgent thing.

Only after his own strength had rapidly increased would he be qualified to wrestle with the Heavenly Court. As for his other death warriors, it was not that he did not trust them, but because their strength was not strong.

Even with his Peak Immortal Emperor strength, he did not dare to step into that great hall, which was enough to show how powerful the Magic Treasure within was.

If they were to attack the Heavenly Court with him at that time, they would likely be much weaker than him.

He actually felt that the Heavenly Court was a special Magic Treasure; not only could it gather Spiritual Qi, but it could also be used by its Master at any time to attack enemies.

Because he could clearly perceive strands of strange Qi emanating from within the Heavenly Court.

This kind of Qi was clearly that of a Magic Treasure.

While Li Haotian was continuing his Cultivation, a possibility suddenly flashed through his mind: could this Heavenly Court be used to scour the world for Powerhouses, then gather them all together to turn them into carriers for that kind of gray Qi?

Soon, Li Haotian dismissed this thought, because in the process of interacting with Nezha, he discovered that there was no gray Qi on the other party, and even with the Monkey King's Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze, he could not see anything.

After such a long period of development, they had all learned the Cultivation Technique that he had once envied; for example, Nezha had learned the Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze that the Monkey King once possessed, and had also found a way to obtain Erlang Shen's Heavenly Eye.

Today's Nezha was as if he had fused the Monkey King and Erlang Shen entirely into his own body; he could have three heads and six arms—one was himself, one was Erlang Shen, and one was the Monkey King.

At the same time, Erlang Shen and the Monkey King also displayed their own Divine Ability. Although the two of them had been slack in their Cultivation during this period, the Cultivation Technique they usually practiced were already the most top-tier existences.

Erlang Shen's Eight-Nine Arcane Art had always been very powerful, and he could easily summon the Dharma-Heaven Manifestation of the Earth; the Monkey King was the same.

The things they two had been practicing during this time were all the top-tier Cultivation Technique he once had.

While Li Haotian was in the midst of a Breakthrough, a voice suddenly resounded in his mind, as if something had gently tapped his head three times. He reacted in an instant, and a memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The records in Journey to the West stated that Patriarch Bodhi had gently tapped the Monkey King's head three times, and the latter had gone to see him at 3 AM to learn a set of Divine Ability.

Just now, during his Cultivation, he suddenly felt his head being tapped three times, as if there was some telepathic connection tapping him from the netherworld.

This feeling was mysterious and profound to him, yet he could not put it into words. He observed his surroundings and confirmed that his Formation was intact, which immediately made him even more confused.

Li Haotian thought it was an illusion, but not long after sitting down, he felt himself being tapped three times again.

Li Haotian suddenly understood, then looked in that direction; the direction from which he was being tapped was a cloud above the Heavenly Profound Sect.

Li Haotian seemed to understand, then sat cross-legged and Cultivated until nightfall. When everyone else started Cultivating or doing other things, he slowly concealed his figure, rose into the air, and headed toward the sky.

The moment he stepped into this cloud, he felt the environment around him change rapidly, and the next instant, he appeared in a strange mountain.

This mountain range not only had extremely strong immortal spirit qi, but more importantly, it had all kinds of strange animals.

Just now, a deer with twelve pairs of antlers on its head ran past in front of Li Haotian.

At the same time, there was a flock of purple birds in the sky, with flames all over their bodies, flying back and forth; this was clearly not an ordinary place.

Li Haotian somewhat blankly wanted to fly up to check the situation around him, but he discovered that his Cultivation seemed to be imprisoned, as he was unable to take off here.

Li Haotian walked step by step along the mountain road in front of him, bit by bit toward the mountain, and saw a Taoist temple standing impressively on the mountain.

As if sensing his arrival, the gate of the Taoist temple slowly opened, and what came into view was a very leisurely pastoral residence; there was no one here.

Li Haotian walked inside, then began to observe his surroundings: a thatched cottage, a small pavilion, and even a plot of land planted in the backyard.

Just as he was preparing to go to the backyard to take a look, he suddenly heard the sound of flowing water coming from behind him. Turning his head to look, he was shocked to see an old man holding a kettle and pouring tea into a cup.

"You have come, sit."

After Su Zhe heard this, his body seemed to be controlled by something, and it was forced down onto the seat.

Su Zhe looked at the other party in disbelief, his eyes full of uncertainty and shock.

He did not know how the other party did it, but he had no way to contend with such methods.

"May I ask who you are, Senior? Have I offended you in any way?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, then took out a Storage Pouch from his bosom.

"Not only did you not offend me, but you also did me a great favor. Originally, I planned to find a way to handle the Monkey King's matter myself; I didn't expect you to beat me to it."

"Please hand these things to him."

Li Haotian took the Storage Pouch, and his eyes widened immediately; inside were the armor and the Sea-Stabilizing Needle that the Monkey King had previously worn!

"Who are you?"

Li Haotian asked the question in his heart. The old man just smiled without saying a word, then pointed to a cave behind him, on which the two characters "Xie Yue" were written.

"Patriarch Bodhi!"

Li Haotian felt his whole body tremble, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

In Journey to the West, the Monkey King always called Tang Seng Master, and only when facing Patriarch Bodhi would he call him Master.

Clearly, he truly regarded the latter as his father, and the other party was also exceptionally good to him.

"You are quite a smart person, but I advise you best not to contend with the Heavenly Court. They are already crazy now; anyone who wants to hinder them will become one of their offerings."

"Offerings?"

Li Haotian frowned upon hearing this; it was the first time he had heard this term.

An indescribable feeling rushed directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Are you saying they intend to treat people from the Heavenly Court or the Immortal Realm as offerings?"

Patriarch Bodhi smiled without saying a word, merely gently waving the whisk in his hand. Li Haotian's Cultivation immediately took a step forward, directly reaching the Late Stage of the Immortal King.

"As early as tens of thousands of years ago, I discovered all of this, so I arranged for the Monkey King to be a chess piece to handle this matter, but I did not expect the Heavenly Court and Lingshan to join forces to counter me. As for whether the situation can be broken, this time it depends on you."