Chapter 346 - 346 199 White Dragon Cult
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Updated : Oct 7th, 2025
346: Chapter 199: White Dragon Cult 346: Chapter 199: White Dragon Cult The Prefectural Governor was stunned.
Master Ito, who had been a scourge on the region, had been killed just like that.
Even he could hardly react, but soon a look of joy spread across his face.
Taiping Prefecture was finally at peace.
“Haha, he’s dead, wonderful, a sheer delight.”
Everyone was cheering, looking at Sun Wukong with eyes that saw a savior.
Apart from a savior, who else would have eliminated that Little Devil Ito?
The Governor excitedly said, “This young hero, no, I should say Immortal, you killed Ito.
I should commend you for your deeds.
Please stay a few days in Taiping Prefecture while I report to the imperial court to have them reward you.”
But Sun Wukong shook his head and said, “No need, we who cultivate immortality have no interest in worldly possessions.”
The Governor paused, thinking it made sense.
Those who cultivate immortality, who dine on wind and dew, who cultivate alchemical mana, and turn stones into gold, naturally have no interest in mundane worldly possessions.
Even if he commended the other, it would just be for some earthly possessions, nothing worthy of true merit.
Thinking this, the Governor solemnly said, “How about this, please leave your name, and I will have a temple built for you, where you will be worshipped day and night.”
He was very clear about the Power of Incense and Fire.
Even immortals place great importance on incense offerings, not to mention a person cultivating immortality.
He felt this reward would surely interest the other party.
But Sun Wukong still shook his head, he smiled faintly, and said, “It’s not necessary, my Incense Visitors are plentiful, I don’t need you to build a temple specifically for me.
Just do your duty as a Governor, truly benefit the living beings of this region, and consider that my repayment.”
The Governor understood Sun Wukong’s intent from his words.
The man before him had many Incense Visitors and likely many temples as well.
Such a person is typically a true Immortal; the Governor was thrilled, realizing that he had participated in vanquishing demons with an Immortal.
Though he hadn’t done anything himself, merely conversing with an Immortal was enough to make his ancestors proud.
Sun Wukong glanced at him, clearly knowing his thoughts, he just smiled faintly.
Having eradicated a Little Devil, Sun was quite pleased himself.
He signaled to Dragon Girl and Nu Ba, preparing to leave.
Staying here further held no significance.
Just then, a strong malevolent aura enveloped Sun Wukong.
A bizarre voice emerged, sounding like a beast’s call.
“You killed my son and think you can just leave?
Even a Daluo Golden Immortal descending to the mortal world couldn’t save you today.”
In Sun Wukong’s calm gaze, a woman descended.
Her face was painted white, resembling a zombie, provocatively dressed, with knock knees, but posing flirtatiously, repulsing everyone present.
“What is this thing?”
Sun Wukong furrowed his brow.
Lady Dragon of Wealth stepped forward and said, “Great Saint, I know the origins of this creature.
It is the lowest of the Ghost Great and Ghost Mother in the Three Realms, formed from the negative emotions of the most contemptible women in the world.
The Little Devil you eliminated just now must have been her child.”
That made sense; Sun Wukong suddenly understood.
It’s no wonder both were equally hideous, disgustingly so; they were cut from the same cloth.
The Yamato Ghost Mother, hearing Dragon Girl reveal her origins, scoffed coldly, an then said disdainfully, “Although I was born despicable, I have now become a protector of the White Dragon Cult.
You killed my child, I demand a blood debt paid in blood.”
White Dragon Cult?
What is that?
Sun Wukong and his companions had never heard of it.
They knew about the Daoist Sect, Buddhist Sect, and the Great Sage Sect.
As for the White Dragon Cult, they had never heard of it.
“Most likely some minor sect established by Wild Gods in remote areas, not very significant, just deceiving some uncultivated living beings.”
Nu Ba scoffed, disdainfully.
The Governor heard the three words ‘White Dragon Cult,’ and his expression shifted.
Seeing Nu Ba disparage the White Dragon Cult, the Governor quickly said, “Fairy, you are mistaken this time.
The so-called White Dragon Cult has a very powerful origin, and even has connections with the Great Sage Sect.”
“What?”
Sun Wukong and his companions were slightly startled.
This answer was unexpected to them.
The Great Sage Sect was thriving, spread across the Four Great Continents.
Above the Southern Continent, it particularly had many Incense Visitors.
They had never imagined that the White Dragon Cult had a connection with the Great Sage Sect.
“What’s the connection?
Please explain, Governor.”
Sun Wukong asked.
At that moment, the Yamato Ghost Mother grew impatient.
She shouted angrily, “Do you not see me standing here?
How dare you ignore me!
Are you seeking death?”
Sun Wukong didn’t even spare her a glance, merely flicking his hand, and a wave of mana enveloped the Yamato Ghost Mother.
She immediately found herself unable to move, kneeling there, trembling with fear.
She was utterly terrified, realizing she had crossed paths with a formidable foe.
The man before her was terrifyingly powerful, beyond anything she could match.
Could he be an Immortal?
The Yamato Ghost Mother thought of this possibility, feeling even more hopeless.
If he were an Immortal, even just an Earth Immortal, she would be doomed, no match for him.
The strength of an Earth Immortal was enough to annihilate her with ease.
She struggled desperately, yet still couldn’t breakthrough.
The Yamato Ghost Mother was utterly despairing, now certain that the man before her was an Immortal, likely an Earth Immortal or even stronger; otherwise, he couldn’t have subdued her so effortlessly.
If she knew Sun Wukong’s true identity, she would probably faint on the spot.
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