Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 633 - 590 18

Sun Wukong patted Ye Zi on the shoulder and said, "But you must be a good Jade Emperor. If I come back and find you've made a mess of things here, I'll just break your seal!" Ye Zi nodded with a sycophantic smile on his face. Sun Wukong then led Ye Zi back into the Water Curtain Cave and announced to everyone that after his departure, Ye Zi would become the new Jade Emperor, hoping that everyone would support him. Everyone naturally agreed.

Although most of the Demon Kings from Flower Fruit Mountain had rebelled against Heaven, the Jade Emperor of that time had already died, and they didn't really care who the Jade Emperor was now. As long as there were no conflicts with them, they were indifferent. Moreover, through their interactions over the past few days, they quite liked Ye Zi's temperament, so none objected to Sun Wukong appointing Ye Zi to control the Three Realms as the Jade Emperor, and they trusted Sun Wukong's choice. Only Erlang God hesitated, as though he wanted to say something but then stopped himself!

Sun Wukong naturally noticed Erlang God's hesitation and, after seating Ye Zi, walked over to him and whispered, "The soul of Erlang's Celestial Hound is with the Holy Buddha Ksitigarbha. After I leave, you should take some gifts in the name of Flower Fruit Mountain, pay a visit to Holy Buddha Ksitigarbha, and exchange for the soul of Erlang's Celestial Hound. That Ye Zi, he knows how to resurrect the Celestial Hound!" After speaking, Sun Wukong returned to his seat to join Bull Demon King and others in making Ye Zi drink without allowing him to use his spiritual power to neutralize the alcohol. Erlang God, Yang Jian, watched Sun Wukong in shock, his eyes filled with excitement and gratitude. After all, Erlang God, Yang Jian, was a man who valued sentiment greatly. If someone showed him a drop of kindness, he would return a fountain!

"As long as I, Erlang God, do not die, I will ensure that Flower Fruit Mountain remains safe." Looking at Sun Wukong, Erlang God vowed to himself.

After a whole night of revelry, on the next morning, everyone gathered at the peak of Flower Fruit Mountain, looking at the rising sun above the East Sea, feeling a great surge of spirit. And all of this was inspired by the return of Sun Wukong.

"I, Sun Wukong." "I, Bull Demon King." "I, Flood Dragon Demon King." "I, Peng Demon King." "I, Lion Camel King." "I, Yang Jian." "I, Ye Zi." "I, Ye Wu." "I, Eight-Gods Flame." "We hereby swear that from this day forward, we shall become sworn brothers, sharing fortunes and facing hardships together, and never betray each other in this life. May the heavens above witness our oath with blood!" Ten people each used a dagger to slice open their palms, and then all ten hands came together, their blood mingling to bear witness to their oath!

"From today on, there will be no Seven Saints in the Demon Clan, but Ten Saints. I am the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong!" "I am the Moves Mountains Great Saint, Bull Demon King." "I am the Flood Dragon Demon King." "I am the Peng Demon King." "I am the Move Mountains Great Saint, Lion Camel King." "I am the Expels Gods Great Saint." "I am the Eternal Great Saint, Ye Zi." "I am the Fen Tian Great Saint, Ye Wu." "I am the Seal Heavenly Great Saint, Eight-Gods Flame." "I am the Eight-Nine Patterns Great Saint, Yang Jian!"

After everyone declared their titles, they didn't immediately drink the Blood Wine they were holding. Instead, they looked at each other, with each face showing different expressions. Among them, Ye Zi looked angrily at Ye Wu and Eight-Gods Flame and said, "What do you two mean by that? I'm about to become the Jade Emperor, and you two are calling yourselves Fen Tian and Seal Heavenly. Don't tell me you don't want to see me succeed?" Ye Wu and Eight-Gods Flame chuckled and said, "No, no, we just think these titles sound more imposing."

Sun Wukong, looking puzzled at Erlang God, asked, "Are you sure you want to be called the Eight-Nine Patterns Great Saint? Isn't that a bit strange? Or are you just jealous of my Seventy-Two Transformations?" Erlang God shook his head and replied, "Don't forget I have Seventy-Three Transformations, and the cultivation technique I practice is the Eight-Nine Profound Art, so this title fits me well!" After this exchange, everyone clinked their bowls and drank the Blood Wine.

After drinking the Blood Wine, except for Sun Wukong, Ye Zi, and Ye Wu, the faces of the remaining seven all turned drastically, and then they looked at Sun Wukong and the other two as if they were monsters. "What's wrong? Did you realize that I, Old Sun, am still the most handsome? No problem, from now on, you can call yourself 'Handsome Flood Dragon King', and after saying it a few times, you'll become handsome too!" The Flood Dragon Demon King did not respond to Sun Wukong's jest, but instead asked in astonishment, "Monkey, tell me the truth, what level is your cultivation at?"

Sun Wukong, puzzled, said, "Why ask this all of a sudden? Is there an issue?" Before the Flood Dragon Demon King could reply, Eight-Gods Flame, while licking his bowl, interjected, "Issue? It's a big issue. My cultivation level was at the Primary Grade of a Saint, but after drinking that bowl of Blood Wine, my cultivation surged to the Peak of a Saint, and it won't be a problem to break through to a Saint of the Great Dao. So tell me, is there an issue?" Upon hearing this, the rest nodded in agreement. Especially the Bull Demon King, who said, "And I feel like I am about to evolve. Monkey, your blood is too powerful!"

Sun Wukong then realized and said, "I really didn't expect this, but it might not be my blood. It could be Ye Zi's or Ye Wu's. As for the three of our cultivation levels, well, how should I explain?" Sun Wukong was somewhat at a loss for words, and Ye Zi took over saying, "Your current cultivation is at the Saint Realm. Above Saints, there are Saints of the Great Dao. Saints of the Great Dao are just the Unity Dao, above which is Dao Transformation, above which are Dao Patterns, divided from one to Nine Patterns. The Monkey is already at the Eight Patterns level of cultivation. And above Nine Patterns, there is the Domain Lord. Ye Wu and I are at the peak of the Domain Lord Realm. Above a Domain Lord, there are Half-step Heavenly Venerate and Heavenly Venerate. If the Monkey were to release all his constraints, his combat power could reach the level of a Heavenly Venerate."

Ye Zi's words left everyone stunned, and it took them a long while to react. Among them, the Lion Camel King began counting on his fingers, "One Great Realm, two Great Realms... So you mean to say, you two have surpassed us by a whole ten Great Realms, more than thirty realms? My heavens, how strong are you really? I can't even imagine!" The Lion Camel King's calculations shocked everyone once again, especially Erlang God, who truly had not expected Sun Wukong's strength to have surpassed his by so much. And the Bull Demon King said, "No wonder I couldn't even hurt a single hair on you with my full-force explosion back in the Extreme Northern Ice Field. Monkey, how on earth did you cultivate?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "Actually, I'm not too clear on it myself. I was defeated by Chang'er and ended up in a special place. In that place, there are no limits to realms, and as long as you're willing, your strength can increase without restriction. That's where I increased my strength!" Upon hearing this, Eight-Gods Flame immediately grew excited, "There's such a good place? When can you take us there too? Otherwise, the gap between us and you is just too big. Eight-Gods Flame still remembers, over three hundred years ago Sun Wukong went to the Extreme Northern Ice Field in search of the Water Attribute Five-Colored Divine Stone, and they fought a great battle then. At that time, Sun Wukong was only slightly stronger than him. But now, three hundred years later, he thought his own improvement was fast enough, yet compared to Sun Wukong, it's practically unlivable!"

Sun Wukong just chuckled and said, "That place, I think you guys wouldn't really want to go there!" "How so? A place where you can increase your strength without limit, who wouldn't like that?" Sun Wukong explained, "That place is called the Huangquan World, and it's somewhat similar to our Netherworld here. But over there, only the souls of the dead can enter. If you really want to go, well, I could just kill you now, and with my connections, getting you over there shouldn't be a problem!" Upon hearing this, Eight-Gods Flame immediately shrank back. If one has to die to increase strength, what's the use even if strength increases? And hearing what Sun Wukong said, those who had initially shown hopeful expressions also shook their heads in disappointment.

"Monkey, really don't know how you spent these three hundred years," Peng Demon King said with some emotion. Sun Wukong smiled, "Ah, I had a pretty good time and made a lot of friends. Each one is a super strong being, and there's one guy who roasts meat that is simply unparalleled in this world. Someday, I'll bring them all to the Pangu Realm, let Flame God stoke the fire, Rogue Heart Sword Hero handle the roasting, Old Sha do the pot washing. When we get bored, we'll have Po Jun and Wan Jun have a go at sword-fighting, hahaha!"

"Who's Flame God? And who is Rogue Heart Sword Hero?" Sun Wukong didn't answer these questions but just laughed heartily and dove back into the East Sea. Ye Zi covered her mouth in surprise, "The monkey isn't drunk, is he? How could he fall into the sea after just one bowl of wine?" The Peng Demon King beside her said, "Impossible, if the monkey can get drunk on so little, then I'd be plastered at the sight of wine? No, he's probably gone to visit his old neighbors and friends in the sea."

"Old neighbors? Are you saying there are people in the sea? Who, some kind of fish spirit?" Right after Ye Zi finished speaking, Ye Wu kicked him right on the butt from behind and sent Ye Zi tumbling down from the mountain top. Then he said, "If you want to know so badly, why don't you go down and take a look? Haha!" Ye Zi didn't fall straight down, but instead floated mid-air and said, "How bold of you—to even dare kick your big brother's butt? Today, I'll let you realize your mistake!"

As he said this, Ye Zi had already turned around and pounced towards Ye Wu, who was not intimidated in the least, "If you want to fight, let's take it to the sky. Old Peng, Big Serpent, join in, all together, let's beat up this guy!" Peng Demon King and Flood Dragon Demon King seemed eager to try yet somewhat embarrassed and said, "Isn't that a bit much? We are so far behind in strength, we could only tickle Ye Zi." Ye Wu shouted, "Nonsense, he's currently sealed by his benefactor to merely the peak of the Saint of the Great Dao. Together, we can definitely beat him!"

Ye Zi was now filled with regret. Originally, Sun Wukong had sealed his strength to just the Peak of Unity Dao, but fearing that he might accidentally hurt Zixia with his overpowering strength, he had Sun Wukong place a triple seal on him—first to the peak of Saint of the Great Dao, second to the peak of Dao Transformation, and third to the Nine Patterns Supreme. Now, his power at the Saint of the Great Dao level might not actually be enough to defeat the onlookers below.

"Won't that hurt Brother Ye Zi?"

"Don't worry, even if we beat him to dust, he won't die. No more courtesies—let's do this together!"

And then, Ye Zi cried. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly pass at Starting Point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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