Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 708 - 709

Chapter 708: 709

Chapter 708: 709

The monster that stole the weapons of Yuan Hong and his two companions was a Yellow Lion Demon that resided in Tiger’s Mouth Cave on Leopard Head Mountain. Its cultivation strength was not too strong; with Yuan Hong and his companions’ abilities, they would have more than enough to deal with it. However, its great-grandfather was the Nine-Headed Lion Spirit, the mount of Taiyi Saves from Suffering, a Heavenly Venerate from the wondrous Yan Palace in the eastern extreme, also known as the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint. Its divine skills were vast, and Sun Wukong estimated that it had at least the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint. Yuan Hong and the others would likely have a hard time overcoming it.

“You go retrieve your weapons; just defeating that demon will suffice. Do not harm its life; I, Old Sun, have my own plans for what follows!”

Sun Wukong instructed Yuan Hong and his companions, who found it a bit strange but nonetheless nodded in agreement. After leaving the great hall, they soared into the clouds and flew toward Leopard Head Mountain.

Half a day later, Yuan Hong and his companions flew back, having reclaimed the three divine weapons. They had beaten the Yellow Lion Demon and chased it off, capturing a whole cave of lesser demons and bringing them back. The cave dwelling itself was burned down by Zhu Bajie in a fit of anger.

“Great Saint, what shall we do with these lesser demons?”

Yuan Hong waved his hand, and a crowd of lesser demons flew out from his sleeves, landing on the ground, their limbs weak and unable to move. This was the divine skill of the Qiankun Sleeve, which Sun Wukong had learned from Zhen Yuanzi and passed on to Yuan Hong.

“Let’s take these little demons back to Flower-Fruit Mountain and train them!”

Sun Wukong frowned. He had told Yuan Hong and the others not to harm the life of the Yellow Lion Demon, but he had not told them to bring these lesser demons back. However, among the lesser demons, there were indeed ones with exceptional talents not to be underestimated. After thinking it over, he collected all the lesser demons into the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, leaving the Dragon Cat and Dragon Scorpion to watch over them while they simultaneously sorted through them to see if there were any worth cultivating.

“The three Divine Monks possess vast divine skills; this king is impressed! Come, prepare a banquet to celebrate the Divine Monks’ victory! And to welcome and cleanse the dust from the Great Saint!”

The King of Yuhua was overjoyed and ordered a banquet to be prepared. Sun Wukong did not decline, and he followed Jiang Liu’er and others into the feast.

“Losing the divine weapons is one difficulty, but up next is the attack from the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint! Jiang Liu’er and the others are celebrating too early!”

Watching everyone’s high spirits, Sun Wukong did not want to dampen their enthusiasm just yet. After all, the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint would certainly not let this go so easily. He would step in when Yuan Hong and the others could no longer handle the situation.

This time, Sun Wukong would not allow the Taiyi Saves from Suffering Heavenly Venerate to take the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint back again!

At noon the next day, the horizon suddenly surged with rolling black clouds. Sun Wukong, who was in the courtyard of the royal palace guiding Yuan Hong and Zhu Bajie on how to perform blood refinement on their divine weapons, suddenly lifted his head.

Monster Qi!

Strong Monster Qi was rapidly approaching from due north.

Within it, there was an extremely powerful force. Sun Wukong understood in his heart that this must be the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint.

“A demon’s qi is approaching! How strong, how many!”

Yuan Hong was the second to react, stopping his consecration of the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick, and gripped it in his hand.

Zhu Bajie also stopped his consecration of the Nine-Toothed Nail Rake, gripping it in his hand, and the next moment, along with Yuan Hong and Sandy Monk, he soared into the sky towards the city gates.

The demon clouds arrived in front of Yuhua County City and halted several dozen feet away from the city gate tower. A host of demons emerged from the black clouds, revealing their forms.

“People of Yuhua County, listen up; hand over Tang Seng and his disciples to me immediately. Otherwise, the day when the demon army breaks the city will be the day when bones pile into mountains!”

The Yellow Lion Demon flew out from among the horde of monsters, shouting towards Yuhua County City.

“What should we do? Divine Monk! The monsters are going to break in!”

King Yuhua, trembling in fear, stood atop the city wall, looking at the sight of the monster clouds darkening the skies, his legs so weak he would have collapsed to the ground had he not been braced against the city wall.

“Your Majesty, fear not. With us brothers here, those fiends won’t be able to harm you!”

Yuan Hong, having received the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick, hadn’t completely refined it yet, but it no longer affected his usage. It was his time to be full of confidence. Upon hearing this, he let out a hearty laugh, then his figure soared from the city wall, flying towards the monster cloud outside the city.

“You demons listen up, your grandfather Yuan Hong is here. Those with sense should retreat obediently and preserve your lives. If you persist in being evil, don’t blame me for being ruthless under my stick!”

Pointing the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick obliquely at the monsters, Yuan Hong shouted sternly, and a tremendous aura burst forth from him simultaneously.

“Half-step Quasi-Saint? Yuan Hong, this guy, has improved his cultivation rather quickly!”

Sun Wukong was surprised. He had thought Yuan Hong had only concealed his Qi-Blood, assuming he was at most at the late stage of Daluo Golden Immortal realm, but now Yuan Hong had reached the Half-step Quasi-Saint Realm. This fellow’s cultivation had advanced astoundingly over the years!

The horde of monsters too, was startled by the aura that arose from Yuan Hong, especially the Yellow Lion Demon, who didn’t recall Yuan Hong having such a formidable presence during their previous encounter!

Indeed, it was Sun Wukong’s gift of the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick that had aided Yuan Hong’s rise to Half-step Quasi-Saint. While refining the Divine Stick, he had been infused with the origin of the power of wind and thunder within it, propelling his cultivation from the late stage of Daluo Golden Immortal to Half-step Quasi-Saint in one fell swoop, not far from the Quasi-Saint Realm now.

Although he had just broken through and his realm was not yet stable, for those who practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Skill, the best way to stabilize the realm was through battle. In combat, an unstable realm could be quickly firmed up. Yuan Hong felt every inch of his flesh was boiling, cheering, longing for a hearty battle. The monsters before him were the perfect targets for practice!

“Yuan Hong, don’t be too arrogant. Just my brothers and I are enough to take you down!”

Unwilling to lose face, the Yellow Lion Demon, though surprised by Yuan Hong’s strength, couldn’t easily back down in front of so many monsters. After all, without his earnest pleas, the Nine-Spirit Sovereign wouldn’t have come with such a grand display to avenge him.

However, the Yellow Lion Demon wasn’t foolish, noticing the gap in strength between him and Yuan Hong. Glancing at the Snow Lion Demon and others around him, seven demon kings including the Yellow Lion Demon, charged out from the monster army and surrounded Yuan Hong.

“Trying to outnumber me? How shameless!”

Yuan Hong’s expression darkened, a hint of ferocity flashing across his face, “Since you are courting death, don’t blame me for being heartless!”

Sssss~!

Threads of thunder light began to coil around the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick. With a loud cry, Yuan Hong launched his attack first, the Divine Stick creating dazzling streaks of thunder light, striking fiercely at the Yellow Lion Demon and the seven monsters.

“Bullying the few with many isn’t the act of a true man! Big brother, Old Pig is here to help you!”

Seeing that Yuan Hong and the seven demon kings were engaged in a fierce battle, Zhu Bajie couldn’t sit still. Tightening his grip on the Nine-Toothed Nail Rake, he bellowed as he ascended on a cloud and rushed into the fray, joining the battle.