novelraw Chapter 97: Sun Wukong VS Xuan BaiShe
Chapter 97: Sun Wukong VS Xuan BaiShe
The celestial fury had finally fallen silent, leaving behind an oppressive silence disturbed only by the crackling of residual flames.
Xuan BaiShe descended slowly from the sky, floating with grace. He still held Hue Qing against his chest, his divine silhouette partially hidden by shreds of celestial Qi forming vaporous clouds around his intimacy. On his forehead, the Yin-Yang symbol pulsed.
A servant of the Xuan family approached trembling, her head lowered so as not to meet the gaze of the young master whose crushing aura made her own meridians vibrate. She carried on her outstretched arms a new black tunic, embroidered with silver threads representing the ancient turtles of the Xuan lineage, symbols of longevity and wisdom.
"Young Master... I... I bring your clothes..." she stammered, her voice on the verge of failing under the spiritual pressure.
"But Lord BaiShe... you must hurry... your sister, Lady Xuan Ling, is currently in the Meeting Hall... She is fighting the rebel of the Sun family, Sun Wukong..."
BaiShe froze.
’Sun Wukong?’ he thought, his deduction abilities inherited from the **Heart of the Immortal Sage activating instantly to search his memories.
’The madman who killed Buddha in his previous life and was imprisoned by The Ace of the Rakshasas in the Forbidden Kingdoms?’
He remembered the legends of the Era of Origins speaking of this monkey born from a rock impregnated with the essence of the universe, a being whose Celestial Anarchy law rejected all divine authority.
"What the hell is he doing here?" he murmured.
He gently placed Hue Qing on a resting bed that servants had just hurriedly brought. The young woman, whose Emerald Abyss Physique was still struggling to stabilize the energy of the Tribulation she had tried to absorb for him, painfully opened her eyes of absolute black.
She fixed him.
"BaiShe..." she murmured, her short breath making her opulent bust burned by lightning rise.
"Rest, Hue Qing... I want the best elixirs for her recovery" he replied while gently caressing her cheek.
"I must leave... an unexpected distraction demands my attention at the top of the sect..."
He turned away from her and seized the tunic held out by the servant. With a fluid movement, he dressed.
He adjusted his white jade belt and replaced his Sage Monocle on his right eye, instantly resuming his mask of nonchalant and cultivated young master.
His Qi, once boiling with chaos, retracted abruptly to reveal only a calm and unfathomable depth, typical of his Immortal Sage heritage.
Without another word, the space around him began to twist grotesquely under the effect of his will.
...
The air vibrated from the collision between the law of the Immortal Qilin and that of Celestial Anarchy. Wukong blocked a spear thrust with the end of his staff, causing a shock wave that made the marble slabs under his feet burst.
"Is that all the Xuan family has to offer?" mocked Wukong.
"I am already bored, little one... I heard there was a genius in this generation, a certain scholarly snake... where is he hiding?".
Ling’er grimaced in pain, her wrist vibrating under the impact.
’I hate BaiShe, but seeing this foreigner insult his family name awakened in her a pride she could not ignore.’
"Do not utter his name with your monkey mouth!" she shouted while triggering her < Golden Lightning > technique.
Wukong was about to strike the ground with his staff to deploy his Myriad of Monkey King Impacts when an icy and authoritative presence suddenly manifested above the arena. The ambient Qi dropped brutally by several degrees, and a massive shadow seemed to hover over the Meeting Hall.
Xuan BaiShe appeared, floating in the air about ten meters above the ground.
His hands were crossed behind his back, his black tunic floating majestically in a wind that did not exist inside the room.
The assembly of Elders held its breath at this apparition.
The aura of the young master had become unfathomable...
BaiShe descended and landed without a sound between his adoptive sister and the rebel with golden hair.
Sun Wukong stopped, his staff now resting on his shoulder as he scrutinized the newcomer with growing curiosity. A carnivorous smile drew on his lips, revealing his white teeth.
He instantly recognized the aura of fortune and calamity surrounding BaiShe, an energetic signature that only a being of his caliber could identify.
"The son of fortune in all his splendor..." launched Sun Wukong while slightly tilting his head, his amber pupils shining with a wild glow.
"I had to make all this noise for you to finally come out of your hole, Xuan BaiShe...".
BaiShe adjusted his monocle with a gesture of exquisite slowness, his face remaining perfectly impassive despite the provocation.
He cast a brief glance at Xuan Ling, whose dress was soiled by the dust of combat, before bringing his attention back to Wukong.
"It seems that some have forgotten that courtesy is the basis of all civilization, even for those born from a rock," replied BaiShe in a monotone and emotionless tone. "Your impudence has already lasted too long, Saint Equal to Heaven..."
"Oh... I see you have done your little investigation~"
"Dare to lay a hand on Ling’er? It is time to teach you good manners."
Without another word, Sun Wukong leaped.
He did not settle for a ranged attack; he reduced the space between them in the blink of an eye. The Celestial Pillar split the air with a shrill whistle, aiming directly at the top of BaiShe’s skull.
The latter shifted with a millimeter step.
< Arts: Myriad of Illusory Swords >
Instantly, hundreds of translucent blades composed of pure Qi materialized around him, forming a protective dome that intercepted Wukong’s staff.
The impact produced a shock wave that made the spiritual marble slabs at their feet burst. Wukong, surprised by the density of BaiShe’s Qi, did not retreat however. He used the rebound to chain a series of circular strikes of a speed surpassing human perception.
"Interesting! You manage to counter 20% of my power!" exclaimed Wukong while laughing.