A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1375 - 927: Quinn Wolf Covets Monk Tang’s Flesh, Duanmu Huai Fights the Devil Horde with His Fists

Chapter 1375: Chapter 927: Quinn Wolf Covets Monk Tang’s Flesh, Duanmu Huai Fights the Devil Horde with His Fists

Let’s not talk about Duanmu Huai and Sun Wukong traveling westward with the trade caravan, but speak of the mountains in the west, where there is a cave called Wave Moon Cave nestled inside Bowl Mountain. A demon named Quinn Wolf resides there, originally descending from the heavens as one of the twenty-eight constellations, specifically the Quinn Star. Now transformed into a demon, he has occupied this famed mountain and lives a carefree life. One day, while Quinn Wolf was taking a nap, he suddenly saw a little black fox demon rush in.

"Great King, bad news, something terrible has happened."

"What terrible thing happened."

Quinn Wolf, who was having a sweet dream, was now awake and, filled with irritation, glared at the black fox demon as he asked.

"Just now, while our minions were patrolling the mountain, they spotted a trade caravan passing by, and behind that caravan, there were two monks following. The leader of the monks was seven feet tall, with a fierce and grim appearance, hardly human-like. Riding a tall horse, he looked like a fierce god reincarnated. If my guess is correct, he must be the monk rumored to have come from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to journey to the Western Paradise for scriptures!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Quinn Wolf also sat up, his thoughts stirring.

"I have long heard that the monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty has boundless magical powers, exterminating demons along his way. Countless demons and monsters have died by his hand. If one could eat his flesh, not only could one achieve immortality, but also undergo a complete transformation and ascent to transcendence, even purifying one’s spiritual essence and attaining enlightenment!"

As he spoke, Quinn Wolf felt a movement in his heart.

"But my King, it has been said that this Monk Tang is not easy to deal with; many demons have been killed by him, this..."

"What is there to fear."

Determined, Quinn Wolf abruptly stood up.

"Those demons from the Southern Zhanbu State are incompetent. Not to mention Monk Tang, it seems that any random Taoist monk can defeat them. But our West Cowherd State is different. I want to see for myself the capabilities of this monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, who dares to cause trouble in our territory! Someone come, accompany me to find out. I want to see what skills Monk Tang really has. If not, let him wait to become a sugared figurine!"

With that, Quinn Wolf donned his armor, grabbed his weapons, summoned his demon soldiers, and stormed out of his cave abode, heading towards the mountain path. Meanwhile, the traders were still blissfully unaware of the impending disaster, preoccupied as they were with flattering a woman named Cui’Er.

Regarding this, Duanmu Huai had only one comment.

They are all villains.

"Hiss... hiss...!"

Duanmu Huai remained calm, while Sun Wukong was frantically jumping around, wielding his Golden Cudgel and wishing he could smash the woman into pulp.

"Master, look, the demon has bewitched those people. If we don’t act soon, it might be too late."

"So what if it’s too late."

Duanmu Huai yawned.

"Exorcising demons also requires technique. If he suffers a loss, he will surely beg you to save him. If he doesn’t suffer, he certainly won’t take you seriously. If you try to intervene, they might mock you. If you kill the demon, they might even blame you for wanton slaughter."

"What’s there to blame."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong looked unbothered.

"When I, Old Sun, kill the demon and reveal its true form, there’ll be nothing they can criticize."

"In any case, we’re idle, so let’s just see what tricks this demon plays."

Duanmu Huai yawned again and then sighed softly.

"Ah... Wukong, do you know which game I hate the most?"

"... I, Old Sun, don’t quite understand what you mean, Master."

"The type I hate most is those RPGs with landmines. Honestly, those games are truly annoying."

Duanmu Huai sighed quietly. He had played many RPGs, but if you asked which RPG design Duanmu Huai hated the most, it would be those with no monsters on the map, just waiting for you to step on a landmine. Honestly, this approach really infuriates people, especially when you’re walking along fine and then suddenly, inexplicably, you’re thrown into battle. Especially at some levels, just when you’re about to encounter a Boss, gearing up for the fight, and then suddenly you step on a minor enemy... It’s really maddening.

"... So what does Master mean by that?"

"What I mean is, I hate those nonsensical things that suddenly jump out looking for a beating."

"Whoo—!!!"

Before Duanmu Huai could finish speaking, a sudden demonic wind swept through, followed by bursts of laughter from all directions. The traders turned pale, and the horses towing carts knelt on the ground, trembling and too frightened to move.

As the demonic wind flew by, they saw a crowd of demons surrounding them with weapons drawn. Seeing these demons, the traders were terrified, trembling fearfully, with some of the younger ones collapsing on the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers. Some even buried their heads under the horses’ hindquarters, for reasons unknown.

"Holy, Holy Monk...!"

Contrarily, the older ones were still able to stand, though their faces were ashen as they turned to look behind them. There, they saw Duanmu Huai riding a horse, casually approaching the front of the caravan.

And seeing Duanmu Huai, the leading great demon waved his curved sword and loudly declared.

"Are you the monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty who is journeying to the Western Paradise for scriptures? I’ve heard about your ability to vanquish demons along the way; you seem somewhat capable. Do you dare to challenge this king?"

"Hey, you demon, with little skill but much to say."

Sun Wukong was also carrying the Golden Cudgel and walked over. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened in anger.

"No need for master to act, let old Sun take the field and see your skills!"

"Hmph, where did this monkey come from."

Glancing at Sun Wukong, Quinn Wolf also snorted lightly.

"A skinny ghost of all muscle and no bones, a monk with a thunder god’s furry face, ugly beyond belief, nicely matches your master indeed. One looks fierce, another looks hideous..."

"How outrageous!"

Before the words were finished, Duanmu Huai roared in anger, leapt up, and charged directly in front of Quinn Wolf.

"You furry-faced monster, neither man nor ghost, neither male nor female, neither demon nor weird, a dog-like creature, how dare you spout such nonsense in front of me, you are begging for death!"

During the speech, only to see Duanmu Huai punched once, hitting directly on the nose. Blood and flesh burst, blood flowing profusely. It was like a condiment shop had opened, salty, sour, spicy all rolling out at once. Quinn Wolf couldn’t open his eyes, and his curved knife also fell aside. He could only say, "Well hit!" Duanmu Huai cursed, "Damned thief, still daring to talk back!" He then punched straight to the eye socket and eyebrow ridge, causing brains to burst and the skull to crack, like a colorful silks shop had opened, red, black, purple all burst out.

Looking again, Quinn Wolf was already a mess of blood and flesh, lying on the ground, motionless, with his head gone, only a string of neck bones starkly exposed, shaking eerily.

The minor demons around never thought their great king would be dead upon meeting, they were all stunned, unsure how to react. Yet seeing Duanmu Huai standing up, lifting his bloody fist, stepping on the corpse of Quinn Wolf, bursting it open. His eyes were furiously wide, face ferocious, and his killing intent soared to the sky.

At the same time, one could see the twenty-four stars in the sky exploding, turning into countless sparks falling from the sky, making the whole sky seem red, the surrounding winds howling, filled with wailing spirits and mournful cries.

And in the places Duanmu Huai glanced over, each little demon felt their legs weaken as if someone had pulled out their tendons and bones, leaving only soft flesh unable to move. All they could hear was the fierce god’s deep voice.

"Buddha shows mercy, giving you a quick death, Wukong, join me in wiping out these fairies, let them never reincarnate!"

Speaking, Duanmu Huai clenched his fist again, his figure blurred, and he charged into the group of little demons, with a roar he blasted his fists forward, wherever he went, the demons were blasted into pieces, turning into a sky of flying blood and flesh. Those who reacted and tried to run, found their legs powerless, couldn’t even move, only felt terror as they watched that fist, bigger than their heads, coming at them, shattering their Seven Souls and Six Spirits together.

Poor little demons who came with Quinn Wolf to wave flags and cheer, had no such skills, and in an instant, were mostly slaughtered by Duanmu Huai. Only one was left, taken by Duanmu Huai to find the cave of the Yellow Robe Monster—this also became Duanmu Huai’s routine, these road demons mostly had a cave, where they also hid many treasures.

Now those cave owners were dead, their treasures ownerless, hence Duanmu Huai gladly accepted them. This time was no exception, reaching the entrance of the Wave Moon Cave at Basin Mountain, Duanmu Huai punched the guiding little demon to death, then led Sun Wukong to kill their way inside.

Poor little demons left in the cave had never seen such a scene, didn’t have enough time to react, and were slain by the two.

"Wukong, search for the treasures here, see what good things there are."

"Alright, Master."

Now Duanmu Huai, having killed the demons, called Wukong to search for valuables, while he sat on the chair of the Yellow Robe Monster resting. Just at this moment, Duanmu Huai suddenly saw a woman hiding outside, secretly peeking inside, he also stretched out his hand, instantly pulling the woman in.

"Mercy, my lord! Mercy, my lord!"

This woman, being captured by Duanmu Huai, was also frightened and knelt on the ground, incessantly pleading for mercy, while Duanmu Huai curiously stared at her.

"You are a living person, why are you in this demon’s cave?"

"I didn’t want to."

Hearing Duanmu Huai’s question, the woman also hurriedly spoke.

"My home is three hundred miles west of here. There is a city called the Kingdom of Baoxiang. I am the Third Princess of that kingdom, my maiden name is Mimosa Pudica. It was only because on the night of August 15th, thirteen years ago, during the moonplay, I was captured by this demon with a gust of wind, and have been his wife for thirteen years..."

"Oh, right, I remember hearing about this."

At this moment, Duanmu Huai also slapped his head, he remembered correctly, it seemed that Quinn Wolf was also from the Celestial Palace, who chose to descend to the mortal realm to secretly liaise with a maid of the Celestial Realm. Due to fear of discovery, he made this woman reincarnate into the palace, while he himself descended and became a demon.

Originally, this would have been fine, but the maid lost her memory after reincarnation...well, that’s really quite funny.

It’s just like a Korean drama plot.

After going through countless hardships and finally about to be together, the woman loses her memory due to a car accident, a complete mess.

Unfortunately, Quinn Wolf wasn’t some overbearing CEO to insist on it.

But with his looks, playing an overbearing CEO probably wouldn’t attract viewers either.

Thinking this, Duanmu Huai also withdrew his gaze, looking towards the woman.

"That demon and his subordinates have been killed by my disciple and me, we are just about to head to the Kingdom of Baoxiang, if you’re not scared, come with us."

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord! As a woman in tatters, I dare not hope for more, but in the next life, I’d become a cow or horse to repay your kindness."

"...Let’s go."

I knew you wouldn’t agree to repay with your body.