Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 318 - 94 In the Kingdom of Tarrycat

Lu Yu smiled slightly and said, "You forgot one person."

"Who?" the Monkey asked curiously.

"Deep in the Underworld, that Patriarch of the Nether River," Lu Yu gently said.

"Isn’t he the one who schemed against you last time, the lord of the Sea of Blood? Why does he need the Rules of Water and authority?"

"When the Patriarch of the Nether River was born, the Rules of Water naturally accompanied him. Yet, a Mysterious Figure tampered with him, causing these rules to be lost. Thus, he was inherently incomplete, unable to unleash the full power of the Sea of Blood. Later, he was entangled by Ksitigarbha in the depths of the Underworld, unable to free himself, which prevented him from ever becoming whole," Lu Yu explained with a smile, yet secretly chuckled to himself, for the Rules of Water belonging to the Patriarch were already refined into the Treasure Vase by Lu Yu.

"From what you’ve said, it’s very likely his doing this time. We can use this opportunity to get some revenge for you," the Monkey said, his eyes gleaming with excitement, for he loved engaging in such deeds.

"No need to rush, we still can’t grasp his plans yet. You should continue your journey to the Western Heaven to seek the scriptures. Leave this matter to me, and once I figure out his plans, we can act secretly together."

The Monkey nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll continue my journey westward then. Notify me the moment there is news, don’t act alone."

"Don’t worry, I wouldn’t miss calling you for help."

The Monkey soared away on his Somersault Cloud, while Lu Yu walked alone within the boundaries of the Kingdom of Tarrycat, carefully sensing the direction of the water vapor.

Seeing this refined gentleman in a green robe, an elderly man sorrowfully asked, "Young man, you must be from outside, right?" Explore more at novelbuddy

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Lu Yu looked at the old man in surprise. The old man’s face was full of wrinkles carved from age, and long labor had bent his back, while his hands were covered in calluses.

But in those somewhat cloudy eyes, there still lay a deep desire for life. He said in a simple tone, "Young man, leave this place; it will soon become desolate."

The old man’s words were filled with a look of despair as he gently spoke to Lu Yu.

"Why do you say that, sir?"

"I heard that the Three Immortals have already died. The Kingdom of Tarrycat’s favorable weather over the years has all been thanks to the Three Immortals’ magic. Now with their deaths, I fear this place will return to its former barren state. Ah, it would be better for you young people to leave soon," the old man sighed deeply, glancing at his own farmland.

"What about you? From your tone, it sounds like you don’t want to leave?"

"I’m not leaving. I’m old, bound to my homeland. No matter what it becomes, this is my hometown, my roots are here. I guess my old bones will be buried here," the old man said softly.

Lu Yu looked at the fields before him which were close to maturation; the fields were already a scene of bustle. However, the eyes of the people of the Kingdom of Tarrycat showed no joy.

The death of the Three Immortals was nothing short of a catastrophe for them; as they looked at the ripe crops, they knew this might be their last harvest.

Lu Yu watched this bustling scene, his heart filled with countless emotions. These people, insignificant as ants, still clenched their teeth and stubbornly survived even in the face of despair.

This might be the reason why the human race had been able to thrive and survive since ancient times despite the harsh conditions.

Lu Yu bid farewell to the elderly man and continued to measure the land of the Kingdom of Tarrycat with his own feet, carefully feeling the pulsation of water in the earth. For someone proficient in the Way of the Water, this intuitive gathering of the Rules of Water was of great significance.

When he entered the capital of the Kingdom of Tarrycat, the city was already in chaos. The angry populace, infuriated by the death of the Three Immortals, vented their frustrate anger on the monks.

The noisy cries and cursing mingled together, creating a strange chaos in the city. Many bald monks could only flee everywhere, clutching their heads, unable to resist these angry people.

Lu Yu glanced at this chaos and could not help but let out a deep sigh. At that moment, as a Human Sage of the Human Path, he heard the mournful cries of the Dragon of the Human Path.

This young Dragon of the Human Path could not withstand the tactics of the Patriarch of the Nether River, and could only watch helplessly as the mist and fortune dissipated. Now its breath was faint, and seeing Lu Yu, a living Human Sage, it let out a cry for help.

Lu Yu smiled faintly, for others, this situation might be hopeless, but for Lu Yu, it was not so difficult.

The monks, beaten and fleeing, spotted the independently standing Lu Yu from afar in the crowd.

This gentleman in a green robe stood among the people, aloof from the world, exuding a unique aura. Even though he stood among the crowd, he seemed as if he was floating beyond the Nine Heavens.

Although these monks lacked mana, they had first-rate judgment. They realized at a glance that Lu Yu was no ordinary man. Protecting his head and ignoring the beatings from the crowd around, he desperately rushed towards Lu Yu.

Covered in blood, he fell to his knees with a thud, and cried out loudly, "Immortal, have mercy, save your disciple!"

The crowd, armed with various weapons and following behind, also saw Lu Yu standing there and heard the monk’s wails. They quickly realized and also knelt down, saying, "We plead for the Immortal’s mercy."

Seeing this, Lu Yu asked, "The great drought in the Kingdom of Tarrycat, what has it to do with the monks? Even if they cannot bring the rain, they should not be blamed by everyone."

"Heaven possesses the virtue of cherishing life; although they are monks, they too are flesh and blood, born of parents. Why do you wish to put them to death?"

"Don’t be deceived by the Immortal, these monks are full of lies. The three Great Immortals were harmed by them. We have had good weather for many years, all thanks to the Great Immortals who brought us rain. They have no skills and incited conflicts, causing the deaths of the three Great Immortals. Today we must kill them to avenge the three Great Immortals," someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

"It’s just a demon stealing the name of an Immortal. Moreover, I never asked the Holy Monk of the Eastern Land to execute the Three Immortals; they chose to engage in Magical Combat themselves," the monk retorted.

"Even now, you dare to talk back. Let’s go, kill this baldy to avenge the Great Immortals and release our resentment," the words of the monk seemed to ignite the crowd’s fury. They glared at him angrily, and the weapons they had set down upon seeing Lu Yu were raised again. Seeing this, the monk was terrified and hid behind Lu Yu, fearing the angry crowd would kill him.

"The Three Immortals have contributed to this land, that is true, and it is also true that they perished by insisting on Magical Combat. But the fate of a nation should not depend on a few individuals. If you lack the spirit to strengthen yourselves, even several more Immortals would be in vain,"