Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 653 - 654 Refinement of a Genuine Qiankun Bag

Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Hong irritably.

“This, I know it’s not good to always bother the Great Saint, but I really am out of ideas this time!”

Yuan Hong replied with a wry smile.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes: “Go find someone to help you! There must be many Immortals and Gods in the Heavenly Court who are willing to help. Call them all to assist you!”

“Right! How did I not think of that?”

Yuan Hong’s eyes lit up, followed by a hint of confusion, “Didn’t you say, Great Saint, that we should avoid involving those Immortals and Gods from the Heavenly Court in the scripture seeking process as much as possible, so they wouldn’t snatch away our merit and destiny?”

“Things change! This Demon General Huang Mei is a child of Miluo Buddha. Calling those Immortals and Gods from the Heavenly Court to help is just the thing to pit the Taoist Sect against the Buddhist Sect! And if that still doesn’t work, we can go to Maitreya Buddha to subdue this child!”

Sun Wukong said, a sly look flickering in his eyes, but Yuan Hong didn’t notice it.

“Hmm, the Great Saint is indeed far-sighted and strategic. Yuan Hong admires you. I’ll go gather reinforcements right away!”

Yuan Hong nodded, made a respectful fist salute towards Sun Wukong, and took to the air, vanishing from sight in a blink.

“Heh, those immortals and gods from the Heavenly Court just think about taking advantage and scraping up merit. This time, Old Sun is gonna make you all bleed a little! Hehe!”

With a cold laugh, Sun Wukong transformed into a golden light and flew towards the smaller Thunder Sound Temple, slipping quietly into the rear hall. He saw a group of lesser demons about to boil Jiang Liu’er and the others anew, so he blew a breath that turned into a frigid air, encircling the bottom of the pot to delay the boiling of the water. Then he flashed into the bedroom of the King Yellow Brow.

King Yellow Brow was deep in slumber on his bed, with the Ruyi Qiankun Bag hanging at his waist. Sun Wukong’s eyes spun around, and with a wave of his hand, the body of King Yellow Brow floated up, and the Ruyi Qiankun Bag at his waist was drawn into Sun Wukong’s grasp.

“Eh? This treasure has actually stepped into the Innate Spiritual Treasure realm, seems like that fellow Maitreya Buddha’s cultivation has made quite the progress!”

Having secured the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, Sun Wukong inspected it and realized that this genuine treasure had reached the level of a Medium Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, no longer an Acquired Spiritual Treasure. Without a doubt, it was thanks to Maitreya Buddha carrying it and refining it daily that, as his cultivation increased, the grade of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag had improved as well. Just like the imitation Qiankun Bag on Sun Wukong’s own body had undergone a grade improvement, but still not nearly as much as this genuine article.

“This treasure, from now on, is Old Sun’s!”

Sun Wukong left a monkey hair transformed to look like the Ruyi Qiankun Bag at King Yellow Brow’s waist and, becoming a streak of light, exited the smaller Thunder Sound Temple. After he stabilized on his cloud, he channeled the Chaos Primordial Force into the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, intending to erase Maitreya Buddha’s personal mark within it. Otherwise, once they met, if Maitreya Buddha so wished, the treasure would no longer obey him!

Chaos Primordial Force could assimilate all things, and Sun Wukong’s cultivation strength was by no means weaker than Maitreya Buddha’s. Very soon, as strands of Buddha’s Light flew out from the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, the personal mark Maitreya Buddha had left inside was completely eradicated by the Chaos Primordial Force.

Sun Wukong then imprinted his own life mark within it, and from that moment on, only Sun Wukong and his original self could activate this Ruyi Qiankun Bag. Others, including King Yellow Brow and Maitreya Buddha, couldn’t operate it, even if they got their hands on it.

As for erasing the life mark Sun Wukong had imprinted inside? It’s likely that no second person possessing the Chaos Primordial Force exists within the Three Realms, making it all the more impossible!

Auspicious clouds drifted over from the horizon, carrying the immortals and gods summoned by Yuan Hong. Sun Wukong, having concealed his presence, landed on the roof of the smaller Thunder Sound Temple, ready to enjoy the show.

The show began with the main act, King Yellow Brow taking the stage, spouting a slew of pompous words. Basically, ‘You shameless monkey, you couldn’t beat me so you went for backup. But let me tell you, it’s all in vain no matter how many you bring,’ and so on, being as arrogant and boisterous as one could be!

As the plot unfolded, it was Yuan Hong’s turn to appear. Sure enough, Yuan Hong jumped out and started to go at it with King Yellow Brow once more. After fighting for a while, King Yellow Brow intended to use the same old trick, and with the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, he planned to bag Yuan Hong along with the immortals and gods he had brought, all at once.

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If King Yellow Brow still had the Ruyi Qiankun Bag in his hands, none of those immortals and gods could escape; they’d all be captured inside. But the problem was that the Ruyi Qiankun Bag had already fallen into the hands of Sun Wukong, leaving just a monkey hair turned fake hanging on King Yellow Brow’s waist, absolutely ineffective!

King Yellow Brow confidently waited for the Ruyi Qiankun Bag to show its power, but all that floated down from the sky was a monkey hair. The Ruyi Qiankun Bag was gone!

“This, this is impossible?”

King Yellow Brow was completely dumbfounded. His Ruyi Qiankun Bag, also known as the Human Seed Bag, could forcibly capture any being below Quasi-Saint into it, an impenetrable defense against any insufficiently powerful. Now that his shield was gone, what could he use to fight Yuan Hong and the immortals and gods from Heavenly Court summoned by him?