Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 220: A Thousand Days Drunk (3rd Update)

Marshal Tianpeng Zhu relentlessly shook his head. The bottle of Thousand-Day Intoxication he possessed was not like any of those inferior, titular counterparts found in the Mortal Realm. It was genuinely Immortal Wine, and extremely rare at that. He had gone through great lengths to obtain it from the Star of Longevity among the Three Stars of Fortune and Prosperity.

A mere taste could kill a mortal outright, and even Immortals needed to have reached Quasi-Saint Cultivation to avoid collapsing after just one cup, only to awaken a thousand days later. It was, indeed, the legendary Thousand-Day Intoxication!

Furthermore, this Thousand-Day Intoxication had another marvelous effect—it could help an individual break through their current cultivation bottleneck in their sleep. Minor bottlenecks could be shattered instantly, and while larger ones might not be completely breached, they would be significantly weakened. Thus, the wine was exceptionally effective in enhancing one’s Cultivation Strength.

After acquiring it, Zhu Tianpeng had been too reluctant to drink it, saving it for the moment when he faced the bottleneck between being a Taiyi Golden Immortal and a Daluo Golden Immortal.

To give such a wine to that damned monkey Sun Wukong seemed like a huge loss—a massive one!

"Marshal, one cannot catch a wolf without risking the flock. With just a small cup of Thousand-Day Intoxication, we can eliminate that Demon Monkey Sun Wukong from the competition. This way, he won’t pose any challenge to you in later contests, and your chances of victory will significantly increase. Don’t forget, there are three spots up for grabs to ascend the Ascend to Heaven Platform!"

The Vice-general persuaded Marshal Tianpeng Zhu, who felt a chill within. That’s right, this wasn’t just about fighting for a chance for the two Vice-generals to participate in the grand competition of the Heavenly Court; it also concerned whether he himself could ultimately emerge victorious!

Within the ranks of the Heavenly Court, there were not a few Immortals and Gods stronger than Marshal Tianpeng Zhu, but the vast majority wouldn’t bother competing in such contests.

Even if they ended up victorious, it would mean owing favors to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother—an idea most distasteful to those powerful, carefree Immortals, who would find it a poor trade to fast-track their cultivation on the Ascend to Heaven Platform at the cost of incurring such debts.

Excluding those Immortals and Gods who would never participate, only two were decidedly stronger than Marshal Tianpeng Zhu. One was Erlang, the Manifestation of Sage Truth, Yang Jian, and the other was the newly appointed Garrison Great General, Nezha the Third Prince.

If these two took two spots, only one would be left. Marshal Tianpeng Zhu was vying for that last spot, and if Sun Wukong joined the fray, it would undoubtedly be his—the monkey would leave nothing for Zhu Tianpeng!

The Vice-general was right. Without sacrifice, there could be no victory. To ascend the Ascend to Heaven Platform for cultivation and to ascend to the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm sooner than later, parting with a small cup of Thousand-Day Intoxication was nothing!

"Fine, to knock that stinking monkey out of the running, I shall offer the Thousand-Day Intoxication!"

After grinding his teeth, Marshal Tianpeng Zhu made the difficult decision, but immediately furrowed his brows. "But how can we get Sun Wukong to drink the Thousand-Day Intoxication? He’s no fool!"

"Marshal, you could invite him for a drink to welcome him, celebrating his part of our Heavenly River Navy," suggested one of the Naval Deputy Generals.

"Nonsense! That stinking monkey has been here for over two years. If I’m only offering him a welcome now, even a fool would suspect something’s up. If you were Sun Wukong, would you come?" Marshal Tianpeng Zhu glared at the Naval Deputy General with unkind eyes. The general had come up with such a brainless idea—what was his head squeezed by a door or something?

"This..."

The Vice-general fell silent, knowing well that he, too, wouldn’t accept in such a situation—let alone Sun Wukong, that devilishly clever monkey!

"Marshal, here’s what we can do: we’ll set the date for the competition, then hold a banquet claiming it’s a mobilization for the grand contest. We’ll invite all the Vice-generals to the feast and slip the Thousand-Day Intoxication into Sun Wukong’s cup there. With so many drinking, the Demon Monkey surely won’t notice a thing.

Once he drinks the Thousand-Day Intoxication, our plan will be a success!" Another Vice-general suggested with a sly grin.

"What a great idea!"

Marshal Tianpeng Zhu’s eyes brightened, and he burst into laughter, patting the Vice-general’s shoulder so hard he nearly toppled over. "Brilliant! The monkey will definitely not see it coming! Yes, we’ll do just that!"

Immediately, Marshal Tianpeng Zhu took the Vice-general’s advice, scheduling the grand competition of the Heavenly River Navy for three days later. The day before, he called all the Vice-generals for the feast. A total of twenty-three, including Zhu Tianpeng and his two Vice-generals, were to attend.

Being one of the Deputy Generals, Sun Wukong naturally could not decline the invitation and attended the feast, unaware that the seemingly innocent banquet was actually a scheming plot against him.

"Gentlemen, tomorrow marks the day of our Heavenly River Navy’s grand competition. As always, we will select the top three to represent our Navy in the Heavenly Court grand contest. I hope everyone will bring their best to the table! The rules of the competition have already been explained by Vice-general Chen, and they remain unchanged from the past.

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Do not feel burdened; give it your all, for yourselves and for the glory of our Heavenly River Navy!"

"Compete for glory!"

"Compete for glory!"

The various deputy generals of the Heavenly River Navy were so stimulated by Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng’s impassioned words, they all shouted as if they were injected with chicken blood. Sun Wukong, on the other hand, curled his lips, thinking all this talk was nonsense!

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With the cultivation qualifications for the Ascend to Heaven Platform at stake, along with a vast amount of cultivation resources, only a fool wouldn’t go all out!

It was obvious to anyone with half a brain that all competitors in tomorrow’s Heavenly River Navy competition would use every trick in the book to defeat their opponents and advance—Zhu Tianpeng’s speech, in Sun Wukong’s view, was a complete waste of breath!

So among the twenty-three people, Sun Wukong was the only one who quietly sat in his seat without standing up to applaud and shout, focusing on tasting the various fruits and delicacies on the table.

Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Sun Wukong, his brows slightly furrowing. His rousing speech seemed to have no effect on Sun Wukong; the demon monkey was just too damn calm! Hmph, no matter how unperturbed you are, once you drink my Thousand-Day Intoxication, you’ll be out for a thousand days.

By then, not to mention the Heavenly River Navy competition, you won’t even know how long it’s been since the entire Heavenly Court competition ended; let’s see how you compete with me then!

"Bring out the wine, everyone drinks to their heart’s content tonight, don’t stop until you’re drunk. Let’s drink up and give it our all tomorrow!"

Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng gave a covert signal to his two vice-generals; grasping his intent, they clapped their hands, and the soldiers, carrying fine wine, made their rounds, pouring the fragrant liquor into the cups before the deputy generals. The soldier responsible for pouring Sun Wukong’s drink winked subtly at the two vice-generals after doing so, to which they nodded.

"Come on, drink! No going back sober!"

"No going back sober!"

With Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng taking the lead and draining his cup in one gulp, the other deputy generals also picked up their cups and finished their drinks in one go. Sun Wukong was no exception; he hadn’t noticed anything unusual about the wine in his cup and found it exceptionally sweet. He drank it in one gulp, feeling a warm surge spreading through his limbs, indescribably comfortable!

"Heh, Sun Wukong, what if you’re the Great Sage Equalling Heaven? What does it matter how skilled you are? Aren’t you still caught in my trap? After drinking my Thousand-Day Intoxication, let’s see how you manage to get up for the competition tomorrow!"

Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng had been secretly watching Sun Wukong the entire time. Seeing Sun Wukong down the Thousand-Day Intoxication in his cup, a sly, triumphant smile curled the corner of his mouth, which he quickly hid, continuing to press people to bring more wine and started drinking heavily with the deputy generals.

"What’s going on? How come I’m feeling a bit dizzy? Could it be, I am getting drunk?"

The second cup tasted a bit different from the first, but Sun Wukong didn’t pay it much mind, thinking the wine and the pourer were the same, so perhaps he was just being sensitive. But soon, he began feeling slightly dizzy, similar to the sensation of being drunk in his previous life.

In this life, with the Heavenly Demon Body and Chaos Primordial Force, he had extreme resistance, a constitution that would never get intoxicated. He had never felt like this before, and now, unexpectedly, he experienced the sensation of inebriation.

"No, there was something wrong with that first cup of wine!"

Quickly, Sun Wukong realized something was amiss. The other deputy generals were still drinking merrily, none showing signs of intoxication. The only one feeling the discomfort of drunkenness at the banquet was him, which was abnormal, way too abnormal!

Sun Wukong was well aware of the condition of his own body, and he knew that his high resistance gave him an extraordinary ability to fend off drunkenness. It made no sense that the other deputy generals were fine yet he would be the first to get drunk—there was only one possibility!

His initial feeling was correct; his first cup of wine was different from the rest, it was tainted!

"There’s no poison, but the liquor is incredibly overbearing. If it weren’t for my special physique, I would probably be knocked out and completely unaware by now!"

Concentrating hard to use his Chaos Primordial Force to resist the spread of the alcohol’s effects, Sun Wukong was inwardly alarmed. He was no fool and quickly figured it out; he had been set up!

Tomorrow morning was the day of the Heavenly River Navy competition. If he got drunk at this critical time, he would certainly miss tomorrow’s event. According to the competition rules previously read by Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Tianpeng’s vice-generals, failing to show up on time was considered an automatic forfeiture.

Forget vying for a spot in the Heavenly Court’s competition; he wouldn’t even get the chance to compete and would be eliminated!

"Damn you, you wicked fat pig! To think you dare scheme against Old Sun like this! Just you wait, if Old Sun doesn’t pummel your face into a blooming peach tomorrow, you won’t understand why flowers are so red!"