Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 654 - 655 Fake Goods (Third Update)

“Where did you get this treasure from?”

The Great King with the Yellow Eyebrows demanded.

“Picked it up from the ground, just at the second gate!”

The small demon that Sun Wukong 2 had transformed into twirled his eyes around and said.

“It must be that Yuan Hong stole the treasure and in his haste, he dropped it! Heh, truly heaven is helping me!”

The Great King with the Yellow Eyebrows was overjoyed and without a shred of suspicion, happily patted the shoulder of the small demon Sun Wukong 2 had become, praising, “Well done! I’ll remember you. After dealing with Yuan Hong and those annoying guys, I’ll give you a big piece of Tang Seng’s flesh!”

“Thanks a lot, Great King! Hehe!”

Sun Wukong 2 watched the Great King with the Yellow Eyebrows grab the Ruyi Qiankun Bag and rush out joyfully, a mocking smile curling on the corner of his mouth. What an idiot, with no brains at all—believed it just like that!

Just let me use you to tidy up those Immortals and Gods, then I, Old Sun, will reap the benefits of the fisherman!

Outside the small Thunder Sound Temple, Yuan Hong and a group of Immortals and Gods were about to storm in to exterminate the demons when they saw the Great King with the Yellow Eyebrows burst out of the temple, who threw out his Ruyi Qiankun Bag as soon as he saw them.

“Catch!”

Sun Wukong 2 quietly followed behind, secretly activating the bag. The Ruyi Qiankun Bag swelled with the wind, and a vast suction force poured from its mouth.

“Not good!”

With a bizarre shout, Yuan Hong didn’t have time to warn the Immortals and Gods behind him. He somersaulted into the sky, dodging the sucking force of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, while the other Immortals and Gods failed to evade and were all sucked into the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, ending up in the hands of the Great King with the Yellow Eyebrows.

“Hahahahaha! Stupid monkey, no matter how many helpers you find, it’s useless. I’ll collect them one by one, two by two!”

The Demon King with Yellow Brows laughed triumphantly and made his way back to his stronghold, with Sun Wukong quietly trailing behind.

Having captured a host of Immortals and Gods from the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, the Demon King with Yellow Brows bound them one by one. He let out a few more proud laughs, ordered the boiling of water to cook Tang Seng’s flesh, and then turned back to continue sleeping in the rear bedroom. At the thought from Sun Wukong, the Ruyi Qiankun Bag at his waist flew back to him, leaving behind a fake made from monkey hair.

And the Demon King with Yellow Brows didn’t notice any of this.

“The King said to confiscate all their treasures, clean them up, and we’ll cook them all together later!”

Disguised as a small demon, Sun Wukong strutted into the rear palace courtyard where Jiang Liu’er and many Immortals and Gods were imprisoned. He directed the other little demons to confiscate all the treasures of the host of Immortals and Gods. After piling them up in the temple’s Treasure Vault, he took advantage of the distractions and stashed them all into the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, then vanished from the Lesser Thunder Sound Temple.

“Heh, those Immortals and Gods are in for a headache now! They won’t be able to grab any Merit and Destiny, and they’ve lost all their treasures. Let’s see if they dare to come over for benefits next time!”

With a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth, Sun Wukong gracefully rose upon his cloud into the sky, only to see a glimmer of Buddha’s Light approaching from afar. Utilizing his Void-Breaking Starry Eyes, he saw that the figure was none other than Maitreya Buddha.

It looked like there was no need for him to take action anymore, as Maitreya Buddha would naturally help Yuan Hong subdue the Demon King with Yellow Brows. From now on, his Golden Cymbal and Ruyi Qiankun Bag would bear the name Sun!

What happened next was just as Sun Wukong had anticipated. Maitreya Buddha appeared before Yuan Hong, drew a forbidden symbol in his hand, and lured the Demon King with Yellow Brows to the hillside.

Yuan Hong had already turned into a ripe melon in the melon field as Maitreya Buddha had instructed. Chased by the Demon King with Yellow Brows, who was thirsty and dry-mouthed, he asked the farmer Maitreya Buddha had transformed into for a watermelon. Maitreya Buddha then gave him the ripe melon that was transformed from Yuan Hong.

Once he swallowed the ripe melon, oh boy, Yuan Hong started causing a commotion inside the Demon King with Yellow Brows’ stomach. This made the Demon King wince in pain, his face contorted and tears streaming down his face, as he rolled around and turned the entire melon field into mush.

Maitreya revealed his true form at that moment. After uttering some grand and impressive speeches, he took the Ruyi Qiankun Bag and Weapon from the waist of the Demon King with Yellow Brows. But upon inspection, his expression changed drastically.

“This isn’t the Qiankun Bag, it’s fake!”

After performing the Dharma Decree, a monkey hair appeared in Maitreya’s hand. His expression immediately turned exceedingly grim as he coldly said to Yuan Hong, “Yuan Hong, I kindly came to help you subdue a demon, why did you deceive me with this fake? Give back the real Qiankun Bag right now!”

“A fake?”

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Yuan Hong was also perplexed. “That’s impossible! All those Immortal Gods that came to help before were taken by the Qiankun Bag. How could it be fake? Maitreya Ancestral Buddha, you are the witness. I never took the Qiankun Bag. If I had, wouldn’t I have subdued the Demon King with Yellow Brows long ago?”

Yuan Hong didn’t seem to be lying. Maitreya’s eyes flickered with Buddha’s Light as he opened his Heavenly Vision. He meticulously searched Yuan Hong from head to toe but did not find any trace of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag. Not even a hint of its aura, which meant Yuan Hong had indeed never touched the Ruyi Qiankun Bag.

So how did the Ruyi Qiankun Bag turn into a monkey hair?

“Scourge, where is my Golden Cymbal?”

Maitreya Buddha asked the Demon King with Yellow Brows with an angry glare.

“The Golden Cymbal had trapped Yuan Hong before. After he escaped, the cymbal disappeared and was probably taken by him,” said the Demon King with Yellow Brows. Yuan Hong, on the other hand, kept shaking his head, insisting he didn’t take it, without specifying where it had gone. Maitreya Buddha could not find any trace of the Golden Cymbal on him either and was visibly agitated.

“Could it have been taken by those Immortal Gods who came to help?”

Yuan Hong speculated, pointing the suspicion towards the host of Immortal Gods he had invited for assistance. But deep down, he already had a hunch that both the Ruyi Qiankun Bag and the Golden Cymbal were most likely taken by Sun Wukong!