Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 280: Wukong, quickly tie me up with a rope

Jiang Liu, within this demon’s cave abode, was entirely fearless, and to these little demons, he seemed indifferent to life and death.

For instance, if Silver Horn King wanted to capture him? Fine, no need for you to catch me, I’ll follow you myself to save the trouble of a fight.

Or if Gold Horn King said he wanted to eat him? Sure, up to you, kill or slice, all fine!

A certain old demon beside them, obviously nearing the end of his life, couldn’t bear the thought that eating a piece of Jiang Liu’s flesh would grant him immortality, leapt up in impatience to make his move, only to be nearly knocked unconscious by a slap from Silver Horn King.

On the surface, it looked like they really intended to eat Xuanzang, but all of this was just for show. Actually killing him would be asking for trouble, so naturally, Silver Horn King couldn’t let the old demon actually kill Jiang Liu.

Facing the bemused expressions of the little demons, Silver Horn King could only speak up and say they would keep him for a few days before deciding.

Hearing Silver Horn King’s words, the little demons in the cave naturally couldn’t say anything and stepped forward with ropes to bind Jiang Liu, placing him in a stone chamber on one side to prevent his escape.

"Sigh, I’ve been on this Journey to the West for over a year now, and finally I’ve been captured by a demon creature?" Inside the stone chamber, Jiang Liu looked at the ropes binding him and couldn’t help but shake his head with some emotion.

Well, as a character like Tang Monk, wouldn’t it be somewhat illogical not to get captured by demons?

Yet, such restraints seemed superfluous for him.

Though the rope seemed specially made, imprisoning him and unbreakable, couldn’t he just cast a Dispel Curse on himself to break free from this state?

But now that he had been captured, and Sun Wukong had lost his mana, imprisoned in the Purple Gold Gourd, what next? How should he save himself?

Or rather, how should he play out this heavenly ordeal?

Jiang Liu was not in a hurry, contentedly waiting and even sitting down calmly, closing his eyes and silently practicing the Cultivation Technique of Heavenly Dragon Zen Sound.

And so, in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Jiang Liu remained contentedly in his place, while Sun Wukong was trapped in the Purple Gold Gourd, unable to escape even as his mana was restored.

What about Zhu Bajie and the others? They were naturally still waiting in the Exquisite Immortal Mansion.

The master and eldest brother had gone to heaven, so a delay of a few days or even a month or two was not unusual.

One day, Gold Horn King and Silver Horn King were alone, having found excuses to send away all the little demons within the cave.

"What do you think we should do next? How should we arrange for someone to rescue Tang Monk!" Gold Horn King looked around and immediately began discussing the next steps with Silver Horn King.

According to the master’s instructions, capturing Tang Monk and holding him in this demon cave would count as a fulfillment of the ordeal, right?

The next step was simply to finish playing out this act, so Tang Monk could be successfully rescued, and the matter would then be satisfactorily concluded.

"Hmm, indeed, we do need to think of a plan!" Hearing this, Silver Horn King nodded in agreement.

Immediately after, the two started deliberating on how to legitimately facilitate Tang Monk’s rescue.

"That monkey is locked in the Purple Gold Gourd, so it seems we need to find a way to let him out," Gold Horn King mused, feeling that the situation ultimately rested on Sun Wukong.

"Hmm, having him locked up for these days, he should have suffered a bit, hmph…" Silver Horn King nodded, still bearing a grudge about Sun Wukong causing Havoc in Heaven and being shoved into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, feeling quite satisfied thinking about Sun Wukong confined in the Purple Gold Gourd.

After a brief discussion, Gold Horn King and Silver Horn King had every intention to secretly release Sun Wukong; naturally, this made the task much simpler.

That night, after drinking a few extra cups, Silver Horn King was somewhat tipsy. He took out the Purple Gold Gourd and shook it, clearly showing signs of drunkenness, and said, "That monkey has been shut in here for so many days, I wonder if he’s dead yet?"

Sun Wukong, imprisoned within the Purple Gold Gourd, lit up at the sound from outside. The demon outside seemed drunk? Might there be a chance?

Inside the Purple Gold Gourd, Sun Wukong’s eyes rolled around a few times before he shouted, "I’m not dead, I, Old Sun, am still alive, hahaha!"

"Damn, this monkey still has so much energy to shout so loudly!" Hearing Sun Wukong’s shout from inside, Silver Horn King was displeased.

Finding it unsatisfactory, he grabbed the Purple Gold Gourd and shook it violently several times, causing Sun Wukong inside to stagger and yell, and only then did Silver Horn King nod in satisfaction.

"You little demon outside, I, your Grandpa Sun, am like a tiger that has fallen to the plains and is bullied by dogs today because you sneak-attacked me! Otherwise, with just your ability, I could crush you to death with one finger!" Sun Wukong protested vigorously from inside the gourd, shouting out loud.

"You’re still stubborn? What abilities do you, this monkey, have? Daring to puff yourself up at a time like this!?" Placing the Purple Gold Gourd on the table and burping from alcohol, Silver Horn King asked scornfully.

"Listen up, I, your Grandpa Sun, am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who caused Havoc in Heaven five hundred years ago. The tricks I know are countless, and little demons like you only dare to scheme against me when I’m not paying attention!" Sun Wukong in the gourd spoke loudly, doing his best to belittle Silver Horn King.

"Hahaha, this monkey, you’re infuriating this Great King!"

Listening to Sun Wukong’s words, which kept belittling him, Silver Horn King half genuinely and half pretentiously cried out in fury.

"The less capable a person is, the bigger their temper tends to be, while those who truly have skills simply take action. If you’re really capable, why don’t you let me out? If you can beat me fair and square, I’ll take back what I just said!" Mockery laced Sun Wukong’s voice, which continued to ring from within the gourd.

Provocation, though a simple trick, must be said to sometimes be particularly effective - the simpler the ruse, the more likely it is to work.

Whether genuinely angered by Sun Wukong, or perhaps due to his drunken state, the Silver Horn King seemed to have completely fallen for Sun Wukong’s provocation.

"Fine, today this great king will see just what skills you, a short and scrawny monkey, actually possess to boast so boldly before me!"

With that declaration, Silver Horn fumbled for a moment before successfully picking up the Purple Gold Gourd, and then, he opened its mouth.

As soon as the Purple Gold Gourd was opened, naturally, Sun Wukong, who couldn’t wait to be released, shot out as a streak of light and leapt free.

However, before Wukong could make a move, Silver Horn King, who had opened the mouth of the gourd, suddenly listed to one side and collapsed onto the table, falling fast asleep.

"Heh heh heh, this guy..." Seeing Silver Horn King passed out drunk, Sun Wukong smirked with a smile.

He thought about attacking and killing him right there, but after a moment’s hesitation, he didn’t make a move.

"Hey, wake up, wake up. Where’s my master?" Sun Wukong nudged the sleeping Silver Horn King and asked.

But Silver Horn King, looking as if he were dead to the world like a pig, didn’t respond at all to Sun Wukong’s shoving.

After considering the situation, Sun Wukong decided not to make a move that would startle the enemy. He picked up the Purple Gold Gourd and after plucking one of his hairs and blowing on it to create an identical copy of himself, he placed it inside. He then positioned the gourd properly back on the table.

Next, he employed a transformation skill to assume the appearance of a little demon and began to wander about the cave dwelling.

After roaming around for a bit and chatting with a few little demons, he quickly learned from them where Jiang Liu was imprisoned.

However, when Sun Wukong arrived at the stone chamber, he found the door shut and two little demons standing guard, preventing anyone from entering.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong paused in his steps, but then he cracked a sly smile.

Using one of his seventy-two transformations, he turned into a tiny mosquito and flew straight over, then slipped through the crack in the door of the stone chamber.

Master, Master...

Jiang Liu sat on the ground, circulating the Heavenly Dragon Zen Sound cultivation technique, feeling the gradual increase of Experience Points when suddenly, the weak cry of a mosquito broke his concentration, prompting him to open his eyes.

Did he just hear Wukong’s voice?

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However, looking around the stone chamber, he saw only himself.

"Master, I’m right here!" As soon as Jiang Liu opened his eyes, Sun Wukong dispelled his transformation, reverting to his monkey form and appearing before Jiang Liu.

While speaking, Sun Wukong glanced at the ropes binding his master and said, "Master, let me untie you first!"

As he was about to untie the ropes...

"Wait, Wukong..." But as Sun Wukong went to untie the ropes, Jiang Liu hastily spoke up, stopping him.

"What is it?" Sun Wukong looked at Jiang Liu, puzzled.

"Just leave, do not rescue me, and even tell Bajie and the others not to come for me!" Jiang Liu shook his head as he spoke.

"What!?" Sun Wukong’s words made Sun Wukong’s eyes bulge in bewildered surprise.

"Dispel Curse!"

Without further explanation, Jiang Liu cast a Dispel Curse on himself, able to eliminate all control type effects.

As expected, with the skill enacted, the ropes that bound him undid themselves, and Jiang Liu regained his freedom.

He moved his limbs and stretched, saying, "You see, these ropes couldn’t hold your teacher. If I wanted to escape, I would’ve done so long ago!"

"Then why are you..." Sun Wukong felt his head couldn’t quite keep up.

If his master could find a way to escape, why had he remained there? And now, he was even insisting that Sun Wukong and Bajie not rescue him?

"It’s complicated, and I can’t explain it all in a few words. Just listen to me and do not come for me!" Jiang Liu shook his head, indicating he was not inclined to explain further, merely instructing Sun Wukong.

"Well, alright then!"

After some thought, considering his master must have his reasons, Sun Wukong, having great trust in Jiang Liu, decided not to ask any more questions and turned, preparing to leave.

"Sigh, wait a second, Wukong, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Tie me up quickly with the ropes. I can untie them, but I can’t tie them on myself..."