Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 384 - 262 Confrontation!_2

Chapter 384: Chapter 262 Confrontation!_2

Finally knelt before Buddha, turned into an obedient... dog!

Haha!

Li Ping’an sneered in his heart.

Leaving aside the ultimate outcome.

Without a doubt, the numerous Buddhas presented the Journey to the West as such a noble and perfect play, so much so that it has been praised and sung by people everywhere!

But who would know.

Right from his birth, he had already been calculated and plotted against by those bald monks of the West, everything laid out in plain sight.

Those so-called gods of the Heavenly Court were also looking down from their lofty heights, treating him as if he were an ant, amused as they watched him leap and hop in the palm of their hand, constantly calling him a sinful macaque, trampling on his dignity.

They mercilessly killed the monkeys and descendants of Mount Huaguo, provoking his rage!

And still they did not allow him to cause a disturbance,

Not allowing him to use his own strength to vent his anger, unwillingness, and humiliation, to show those gods his fury, to hear the roar of an ant!

The so-called journey to the West, the so-called turning back is the shore, but if he didn’t turn back, what could he do? He could only be suppressed by the Five Fingers Mountain forever, ultimately to be completely killed.

Thus, from beginning to end, he, Sun Wukong, was nothing but a monkey to be played with at will by Buddhism, the Heavenly Court, and others!

Thinking of all this, Li Ping’an truly empathized, feeling the injustice of Sun Wukong’s fate!

The suppression of the Five Fingers Mountain, the torture of the Controlling Ring Spell, turning an unrestrained monkey into an obedient dog, a walking corpse devoid of spirit, and yet they described it so grandly as laying down the butcher’s knife and turning back to the shore!

And now, it’s highly likely that he himself is Sun Wukong.

Li Ping’an was even more furious!

It was as though he had the power to shake the world, and he wished he could immediately initiate a twilight of the gods, slaughtering all those high and mighty deities and Buddhas.

But...

His power was ultimately too insignificant!

In the world of Journey to the West, below the saints everyone is an ant, and with those two shameless saints of the West pressing down, even a saint could be plotted against.

And if he really is Sun Wukong, he would be meticulously planned against, obediently following the path laid out by fate.

"If only I hadn’t transmigrated."

Li Ping’an thought to himself.

Just to survive, survive until the end of Journey to the West!

Moreover,

Frankly speaking, even among those in Journey to the West, Sun Wukong’s physical constitution is quite extraordinary.

You should know, the Heaven-mending Divine Stone is actually tinged with Pangu’s essence blood mixed with Chaos Qi. It inherently possesses innate spiritual nature and infinite potential; otherwise, how could the big shattered world be mended?

Could any ordinary divine stone do that?!

In the end, it’s because his constitution is exceptional!

Buddhism of the West also valued this point, which is why they began plotting from the very mending of the sky, using the karma from the Investiture of Gods, in collusion with the group from the Heavenly Court to direct the play that is Journey to the West.

Moreover, the location of Mount Huaguo is extremely special, being the ancestral vein of the ten continents and the origin of the three islands; it emerged from when the clear and murky separated, established after the distinction of the primordial chaos, with the power to suppress and tranquilize the Dazzling Sea, truly favored by Heaven.

Plus, the divine stone is thirty-six feet five inches tall, and twenty-four feet in circumference, thirty-six feet five inches tall corresponding to the three hundred and sixty-five degrees of the Universe; twenty-four feet in circumference, according to the twenty-four solar terms, with nine apertures and eight holes, aligned with the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

This arrangement is purely for absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, containing the profundity of chaos, the mysteries of heaven and earth.

If he did not enter the world and simply kept on cultivating, even at his worst, he could attain the status of a Daluo Golden Immortal!

But...

Li Ping’an’s mind was interrupted by fragmented visions of the dreams he had been having every night recently.

After he emerged from the stone,

He was adopted by his foster parents, who were Great Tang Demon-Suppressing Masters.

As the Dharma-Ending Age approached,

His foster parents instructed him to ensure he kept guard over a Devil Lord to be suppressed under Mount Huaguo.

Subsequently, they died in battle against an unexpectedly appearing Demon.

Since Mount Huaguo had entered the Demons Era,

He was bound to repeat the same mistakes as Sun Wukong because of the plotting of the saints; how could he possibly escape their control?

As for support, does Mount Huaguo count?

Indeed, he has Mount Huaguo to back him up!

Just as Li Ping’an was in the depths of worry, he remembered that he already possessed a system.

Li Ping’an was ecstatic.

Standard equipment for transmigrators, indeed. The trend set by his predecessors of transmigrators, and he was no exception.

With a system, he at least had a weapon to resist!

The conditions required by the system were to either absorb Spiritual Essence or Bloody Waves.

So simple, so effortless? So defying the heavens!

Then just to survive, survive until his Cultivation could be raised to the strongest level without any restrictions!

By then, standing on Tathagata’s bald head to urinate, he probably wouldn’t dare to let out a single fart!

And if he were to practice the Supreme Technique and acquire a Peerless Spiritual Treasure, would there be any need to go to Mount Fangcun to learn the Seventy-two Changes?

Would there be any need to make trouble in the Dragon Palace and rob those kinds of trashy Magical Treasures?

Once his strength reached an absolutely powerful Domain, who could prevent him from causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace?

At this moment, visions of smashing the Southern Heaven’s Gate and overturning the thirty-three layers of heaven with a single stick floated through Li Ping’an’s mind!

Buddhism of the West, would they dare to ask him to retrieve the scriptures then?

Let’s wait and see!

As Li Ping’an was absorbed in thought,

He was interrupted by the conversation between the Devil Incarnate and the Old Monkey Spirit.

The Old Monkey Spirit said indignantly,

"Devil Incarnate,

Why don’t you stay put in your Grey Water Cave?

Why must you covet our Water Curtain Cave and raise arms again?"

The Devil Incarnate sneered,

"Old Monkey, I’ve long wanted to take over your Water Curtain Cave.

If it were not for the Great Island Master’s decree that each demon clan must cultivate within their own cave abodes,

do you think you Monkey Spirits could have survived until now?"

The Old Monkey Spirit replied sternly:

"Since you are aware of the Great Island Master’s instructions,

why then do you try to seize our Water Curtain Cave?"

The Devil Incarnate arrogantly swept his gaze over the more than a thousand Monkey Spirits before him, sneering:

"Who asked you Monkey Spirits to be so useless?

The Water Curtain Cave is such a fine cave heaven.

If it weren’t for the Great Island Master’s partiality,

pitying you Monkey Spirits as the weakest demon clan amongst the seventy-two caves of Mount Huaguo,

how could it be your turn to occupy the Water Curtain Cave?"

The Old Monkey Spirit, utterly unafraid, said:

"Since you, the Devil Incarnate, have mentioned the Great Island Master,

then I will invite the Great Island Master to come and make a fair judgment."

"No need!"

The Devil Incarnate said confidently:

"The Great Island Master has been away from Mount Huaguo lately."

The Old Monkey Spirit frowned:

"Then let’s invite the Second Island Master to come and make a fair judgment.

If he, the elder...

The Devil Incarnate interrupted with a laugh:

"No need!

I have come to take over your cave abode

with the tacit approval of the Second Island Master."

Only then did the Old Monkey Spirit and the group of Monkey Spirits understand.

Why the Devil Incarnate dared to defy the Great Island Master’s orders.

Li Ping’an, brooding upon hearing this, thought:

Don’t tell me!

I’ve just been in Mount Huaguo for a few days, and now I’m caught up in a demon brawl.

If only I had secretly pledged allegiance to the Devil Incarnate earlier.

The Old Monkey Spirit knew the means of the Devil Incarnate,

were much stronger than his own.

But as the leader of the Monkey Spirits,

he must protect the Water Curtain Cave Heaven today at all costs.

Otherwise, the more than a thousand Monkey Spirits of Mount Huaguo would have nowhere to stay,

and in this Dharma-Ending Age, it would be even harder to cultivate.

The Old Monkey Spirit, thus bracing himself, asked the Devil Incarnate:

"Is there really no room for negotiation?

Do you, the Devil Incarnate, insist on taking over our Water Curtain Cave?"

Seeing the Old Monkey Spirit’s resolute attitude, the Devil Incarnate straightforwardly picked up a several-hundred-pound steel saber and, facing the Old Monkey Spirit and Li Ping’an with all the Monkey Spirits, taunted:

"I, the Devil Incarnate, have grown tired of staying in the Grey Water Cave.

I have long wanted to change a place to cultivate.

Now with the spiritual energy diminishing,

whoever occupies it first grows stronger.

My minions!

Do you think there’s room for negotiation?"

The Devil Incarnate’s hundreds of various demons answered in unison:

"No negotiation!

No negotiation!"

The Old Monkey Spirit and all the Monkey Spirits, upon hearing this, braced for battle,

knowing that the conflict was inevitable,

unless the Great Island Master returned.

Therefore, they all picked up their weapons, prepared to fight to protect their home against the Devil Incarnate.

Li Ping’an, who had been watching the spectacle, was quite puzzled and murmured a complaint:

"Why not just switch caves? Idiots!"

"Hmm?"

Just when the two groups of demons, already on the brink of battle and in a highly tense atmosphere, were about to clash,

with only the Old Monkey Spirit and the Devil Incarnate speaking for their sides,

and negotiations about to break down,

suddenly, a discordant voice appeared,

seemingly mocking both the Devil Incarnate and the Old Monkey Spirit.

Both groups, already silent,

became even more so.

"Who dares to interject?"

The Devil Incarnate looked towards the crowd of Monkey Spirits opposite him.

The Old Monkey Spirit realized that one of his subordinates had spoken.

But now was absolutely not the time to betray his underling.