Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 118 - 118 118 Ransacking Yaochi Visiting Helmet Armor Palace

118: Chapter 118: Ransacking Yaochi, Visiting Helmet Armor Palace 118: Chapter 118: Ransacking Yaochi, Visiting Helmet Armor Palace A rather obscure aura moved from another direction.

Since the general trend could not be changed, his senior brother’s suggestion was to obtain the best benefits.

Of course, his true body naturally could not take the risk, therefore the figure that had gone to the Peach Banquet was not his true body.

His true body had already headed to the celestial River Naval Forces Mansion.

Now that the Peach Garden had been sabotaged according to plan, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West would inevitably react soon, and they would certainly send gods to hunt him down.

At that moment, his duplicate causing trouble in Yaochi would surely attract the attention of many celestial Deities.

And then, the longer the delay, the more time his true self would have to escape.

This plan had been calculated many times in Sun Wukong’s mind after seemingly meticulous consideration, only then did he make a decision.

Although he heard from his senior brother that these Deities of the celestial Court wouldn’t really harm him—merely cooperate to some extent.

Yet, he desired benefits and safety was a must as well.

After all, even when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its strength.

Being cautious was still the best approach.

Especially since if the Jade Emperor decided to kill him, then it would truly be game over.

Shortly after, his true body had already arrived at the celestial River Naval Forces Mansion.

However, he did not enter but waited for his duplicate in the celestial River Naval Forces to bring out the Celestial Horses; after such a long period of nurture, the two horses had become eight, which were sufficient.

…

Meanwhile, another duplicate of Sun Wukong had arrived at Yaochi.

Yaochi was not too far from the Peach Garden, and even an ordinary celestial Deity could reach there in just the time it took to burn an incense stick, not to mention Sun Wukong, even though he was using only the cultivation level of a Middle Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal.

At that moment, Sun Wukong’s duplicate did not enter immediately and was instead observing from the emptiness outside.

He saw a large gate in front with a placard that read “Yaochi.”

The words “Yaochi” were written using Ancient divine script, exuding a terrifying aura.

In front of the gate, on either side, stood a Divine General wearing Golden Armor and looking imposing, merely standing there, emanating a powerful aura that made it difficult for anyone to approach.

Although these two Divine Generals appeared very formidable and authoritative, after a closer observation, Wukong deduced that these two were only at the Early Stage of Golden Immortal.

Inside Yaochi, with pavilions, towers, various Immortal Officials, and celestial Strongman holding rare objects from heaven and earth shuttling back and forth.

Wafts of fragrance were emanating from within.

Which made Wukong’s mouth water uncontrollably.

However, before entering, he had to deal with these two first.

To eliminate them, he had to act swiftly and annihilate them.

After all, the heavens had already plotted against him, and he could not afford to show mercy when striking.

Simultaneously, Sun Wukong’s duplicate charged out.

After all, he possessed the Nine-Turn Profound Art and various Divine Skills; he had never truly matched his skills against someone else!

Now was the chance to try.

As his figure shifted, it turned into a fly and slowly flew towards the two Divine Generals.

As he neared the pair, a black wooden stick in his hand smashed down.

Thud, thud.

In an instant, the two celestial Generals were dead under the wooden stick before they could react.

Although the stick made from Peach Tree wood could not compare in weight to the Sea-Calming Needle its power was not to be underestimated, being crafted from an innate object, even his rudimentary refinement was not something two small celestial Generals could withstand.

Immediately after, the True Spirits of both Generals were irresistibly drawn into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, entering the Underworld.

Although Sun Wukong was brutal in his approach, leaving no room for mercy, allowing them to enter the Underworld and be part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was also the greatest chance he could provide.

Of course, before letting the spirits of the two Generals enter the Underworld, he had already erased their memories to prevent detection by the Ten Yama Kings in the Underworld.

Having done all this, Sun Wukong then waved his hand and the bodies of the two Generals were enveloped in Innate True Fire, instantly refining them thoroughly into ashes.

Observing that there were no issues left, Sun Wukong then entered Yaochi.

Upon entering Yaochi, it was as if he had stepped into another world entirely.

Pavilions, towers, artificial mountains; and Fairy Maidens, Palace Maids carrying their respective Spirit Fruits walking on clouds.

Additionally, numerous Yellow Turban Strongmen, carrying jars of Immortal Wine.

Approaching from a distance, they then carefully placed these jars of wine on the ground.

As Sun Wukong entered Yaochi, he had already disguised himself as a celestial Strongman, and after entering, he could not help but look around.

The pastries, Immortal Fruits, and Immortal Wine laid out on the tables were emitting wafts of fragrance.

Which made Sun Wukong smack his lips.

He then approached a table, looked left and right, noticing that the Strongmen and Female Immortals were each busy with their tasks, seemingly not paying attention to him, and Sun Wukong quickly took a bottle of Immortal Wine to taste.

“Good wine, good wine!”

He said as he was about to stash the fine wine into a pocket.

Just as Sun Wukong had just stowed away a bottle of Immortal Wine, some celestial Strongmen and Female Immortals noticed him.

And they walked over quickly, hurriedly speaking.

“No, no, that’s for the higher-ranking Immortals only.

We, the lower-ranking ones, must never take it!”

“Exactly, it mustn’t be drunk, mustn’t be drunk!”

Wukong watched the two celestial Strongmen approaching and smirked slightly, then spoke, “What’s there that can’t be taken?

What’s there that can’t be drunk?”

“All these higher-ranking Immortals, lower-ranking Immortals, it’s just a jar of wine.

What’s there that can’t be drunk!”

Wukong laughed and shook his head.

Just a jar of wine, yet divided between higher-ranking and lower-ranking.

“Don’t you know, if you violate the celestial rules, you’ll be sent to the Immortal Slaying Stage!”

“Exactly, quickly bring out the Immortal Wine you hid!”

These two celestial Strongmen were relentless.

“Having served those immortals and gods for so long, don’t you wish to indulge just a bit?”

As Wukong spoke, the celestial Strongmen were taken aback and began to hesitate.

It was impossible for them not to want a taste.

It was just the celestial rules hanging over their heads, forbidding them.

“Since you want to, we should thoroughly enjoy ourselves!”

Saying so, Wukong grabbed the Yellow Turban Strongman and took a big gulp from the jar of wine.

Gulp gulp!

After the Immortal Wine was ingested, the complexion of the Yellow Turban Strongman immediately turned rosy.

When Wukong released the Yellow Turban Strongman, he started to stagger in his walk.

“You, you, you…”

The other Yellow Turban Strongman pointed at Wukong and was almost about to shout, but at that moment, Wukong grabbed him as well and forced several mouthfuls down his throat.

Before long, both Yellow Turban Strongmen were utterly drunk, swayed by Wukong.

After all, it was Immortal Wine; how could ordinary Immortals withstand such potency.

Seeing this scene, Wukong could not help but burst out laughing.

Since he was causing a commotion here, he was naturally doing it to draw attention and thus had no reservations.

He gave himself up to revelry, grabbed a jar of wine and started drinking.

However, in just a moment, even Wukong felt a bit tipsy and casually stowed away the unfinished Immortal Wine.

The event unfolding in a corner of Yaochi soon caught the attention of the palace maids surrounding the area.

Seeing Wukong continuously drinking the Immortal Wine and stowing away the Queen Mother’s specially arranged wine for the Peach Banquet, they became anxious.

“No, no, you will bring great disaster doing this!”

“Yes, yes, put it down—there is still time to beg for forgiveness!”

“Exactly, if you keep doing this, no one can save you!”

“…”

One after another, the female Immortals, palace maids, and strongmen came over to persuade him.

Just then, the appearance of Wukong suddenly transformed into a hairy face with Thunder Duke’s mouth, and he bared his teeth at the female Immortals, palace maids, and strongmen.

These strongmen and female Immortals, seeing this visage, couldn’t help but take several steps back in fright.

“What’s so forbidden?

Who says only higher-ranking Immortals can attend this Peach Garden?

Today, I, Old Sun, have joined, I, Old Sun, have eaten the Flat Peaches, stirred up her Queen Mother’s Peach Banquet!”

“I wonder, what can they possibly do to me?”

Finishing his declaration, a golden light flashed in Wukong’s hand and in an instant, the light spread out immobilizing all the persuading female Immortals, palace maids, and strongmen on the spot, unable to move.

Then, Wukong gestured with his hand, and the celestial Court Spiritual Fruits held by those palace maids involuntarily flew towards him, hovering around Wukong.

He ate while collecting them.

Wukong sat cross-legged, half reclined on the seats of the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor in Yaochi.

He drank the Celestial Court’s Immortal Wine while eating the Celestial Court’s Immortal Fruits and delicacies.

He kept stuffing his face.

Though these Immortal Fruits and delicacies of the Immortal Realm might not compare to the effects and marvels of the Flat Peaches, in terms of taste, they were much better than various Spirit Fruits on Mount Huaguo, and of course, the Spiritual Energy they contained wasn’t comparable to Mount Huaguo’s Spirit Fruits.

Nevertheless, after eating his fill, Wukong casually collected all the Spirit Fruits on the table.

Planning to bring them back to Mount Huaguo to enjoy.

Then he moved the collected items through a Formation directly into the hands of his true self, since this avatar was inevitably meant to cover for his true self.

This way, the items also served to replenish his Mana.

Having done all this, Wukong looked at the palace maids and strongmen before him.

Their memories naturally could not be erased; after all, the idea was to ensure his deeds were discovered, thus creating an opportunity for his true self.

“I wonder if the changes in the Peach Garden have been discovered yet?”

Wukong mused to himself, but he did not linger and instead shot off in the direction opposite to the Celestial River Naval Forces, soaring higher and higher.

A moment later, a vast, ancient palace appeared before him, with a Bagua Diagram above the huge palace gates.

The placard read: Helmet Armor Palace!