Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao

Chapter 211  Sun Wukong: Battle Above the Lake

In the secluded chambers of the Royal Palace, Emperor Markus Hartfield and Arthur found themselves in a conversation that delved into the mysteries of the past.

"Arthur," the Emperor began, his voice carrying the weight of a profound history, "I knew you would eventually ask this. It is not like I wanted to keep it from you, but I had an agreement with someone."

"Who?"

"Well, it all starts with a story that begins with my battle against a formidable adversary."

Arthur listened intently as the Emperor recounted a tale of peril and triumph, a narrative that unfolded in the southern continent.

The Emperor described how he had faced a great enemy, and in the throes of battle, they both plummeted into one of the forbidden zones.

"I was on the brink of death," the Emperor continued, his eyes distant with the memories, "when a mysterious cultivator appeared out of nowhere. He saved me, and then he requested something of me."

"He handed me a baby to take care of him for 15 years."

Arthur's eyes narrowed, absorbing the revelation that reshaped the narrative of his origin.

The Emperor's gaze softened as he continued, "That cultivator was not from our world. He hailed from a higher realm, and he entrusted you to my care. He was severely injured and needed to enter a closed-door seclusion immediately to recover."

A profound silence hung in the air as Arthur processed the weight of this revelation.

The Emperor watched him closely, recognizing the gravity of the moment.

"Arthur," the Emperor said with sincerity, "he promised that he would meet you himself and explain your true origin when the time was right. Until then, he wanted me to raise you."

Arthur could clearly sense the Emperor's true emotions.

He sensed the genuine care and paternal love that the Emperor held for him.

'Hmmm, why do I have to have a complicated origin.'

"So is that person my father?" Arthur asked what as on his mind. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The Emperor shook his head, "No, he refers to you a the Young Master."

"Oh so just a servant then," Arthur nodded.

'This further confirms my conjecture of being from a powerful origin. But then what happened?'

"Thank you," Arthur finally spoke, his voice carrying a depth of emotion. "Thank you for raising me as your own."

A warm smile graced Arthur's face, a reflection of the bond that had grown between them over the years.

"You are my son too you know," the emperor smiled.

In that moment, the emperor wasn't just a ruler; he was a father who had nurtured and protected.

Arthur then inquired about when he might meet the mysterious cultivator.

The Emperor's response was clear – it would happen after Arthur returned from the Martial Emperor Secret Realm.

"After I return from the Martial Emperor Secret Realm? Why then?"

"I have no idea, he didn't particularly say."

"But do you know where this person is now?"

"I'm not allowed to speak about his current whereabouts. Sorry about this, son."

Arthur nods in understanding, "It's fine I am not that anxious."

The two then conversed for a while about other important matters.

"The waters have been stirred up. I have already made ample preparations for that great day."

The Emperor left those last words for Arthur as he took his leave.

The weight of the revelation lingered in the air as he made his way back to his cultivation mansion within the academy.

.....

Meanwhile, in a secluded location, Sun Wukong meditated beneath the tranquil surface of a lake.

As his aura intensified, breaking through the barriers of his cultivation, an illusory pillar appeared above his head.

Two stars out of the nine on the pillar glowed with an ethereal brilliance.

This signified that he had stepped into the Half-Step Martial Emperor Realm and had forged a Two Star Level Foundation!

The serene atmosphere surrounding Sun Wukong shifted as he woke from his deep cultivation.

The illusory pillar dissipated, leaving behind an air of profound power.

In the quietude of his meditation space, Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed with newfound strength.

In the aftermath of Sun Wukong's deep meditation, he emerged with a controlled breath, his eyes gleaming with determination.

*Swoosh!*

With a swift motion, he soared out of the lake, his gaze fixed in a particular direction.

"It's time to deal with that thieving serpent," he declared, his voice echoing with a hint of mischief and a sense of impending confrontation.

Then he flew in tha direction.

*Swift!*

As Sun Wukong approached a specific spot on the lake, a soft glow of light blue radiance danced on the water's surface.

His brows furrowed in realization, "He's about to evolve? Not on my watch!"

Without hesitation, Sun Wukong dove into the depths of the sea, disappearing beneath the shimmering waves.

The tranquility of the scene was disrupted by the impending clash.

Within the aquatic realm, two figures erupted from the water simultaneously.

A colossal blue serpent, its body adorned with protruding claws, revealed its majestic form.

It was on the brink of transforming into a flood dragon.

Opposite this majestic creature stood Sun Wukong, staff in hand, his expression a mix of determination and mischief.

The stage was set for a battle between the trickster god and a serpent on the verge of evolution.

"You little monkey! How dare you interrupt me. That old man is no longer here to protect you from my claws!" The serpent spoke.

It's cultivation realm was already at the Late-Stage Martial Emperor Realm!

'But why do I sense a strange power from this Half-step Martial Emperor Realm kid?'

The serpent, sensing the impending threat, coiled its immense body, its eyes reflecting both intelligence and the primal instinct to survive.

"Thieving serpent! Although teacher isn't here, I alone am enough to take care of you!"

"Ruyi Staff! Flaming Transform!"

His staff glowed red and he attacked first!

*Swoosh!*

*Bang!*

The battle commenced, and with each exchange, the serpent's power grew, mirroring the transformative energy within.

'Tch! It's cultivation is increasing with evolution!'

'Dang it! If not for the opportunity that the teacher left for me, he wouldn't have the chance to purify its bloodline!'

Sun Wukong, wielding his iconic Ruyi Staff, moved with unparalleled agility.

He countered the serpent's attacks with strategic precision.

As the serpent unleashed frigid ice attacks, Sun Wukong summoned magma with his staff, a dance of fire and ice unfolding beneath the water's surface.

The clash resonated with primal forces, the water swirling with power as two formidable entities grappled for dominance.

"Magma Flood!"

A flood of magma shot out of the staff and clashed with the Ice Breath attack from the serpent.

*Boom!*

Steam was formed and Sun Wukong quietly vanished.

"What?! Where did he go?!" The serpent was taken aback as he couldn't sense Wukong.