Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 325 - 326: Play with Buddha Lord and Run, You Won’t Die a Good Death

Chapter 325: Chapter 326: Play with Buddha Lord and Run, You Won’t Die a Good Death

With a thunderous boom, a fine magical treasure of Buddhism was smashed into pieces in an instant, scattering debris everywhere.

The explosive impact was so earth-shattering that the entire cave shook violently; even Sand Monk, who had been prepared, could not help but feel his ears ringing.

Not to mention Sun Wukong inside the Golden Cymbal, caught off guard, his whole head buzzed loudly.

"Big Brother, are you all right?"

Having been better prepared, Sand Monk inquired after seeing Sun Wukong rolling his eyes.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I’m fine, I’m fine!"

"Let’s go!"

...

At the same time, the Yellow Brow King suddenly heard the roaring sound of the Golden Cymbal being shattered by Sand Monk. Stunned by the noise, he then realized what had happened and shouted, "Oh no! My Golden Cymbal!"

The Yellow Brow King pushed away a few little demons who had nearly been shaken silly, and rushed outside in a hurry.

He just saw Sun Wukong and Sand Monk walking out of the chamber where the Golden Cymbal was stored.

Pointing at Sun Wukong and Sand Monk, the Yellow Brow King cursed loudly, "You two bastards actually destroyed my Magic Artifact, don’t run! Watch the Buddha Lord skin you alive!"

Armed with a Wolf Fang Club, the Yellow Brow King chased after them, but Sun Wukong and Sand Monk had no intention to fight; they transformed into a streak of golden light and flew swiftly toward the cave’s exit.

The Yellow Brow King, now thoroughly enraged, couldn’t let the matter rest and immediately gathered his demon soldiers and generals to pursue them with great fury.

Once the Yellow Brow King had rallied his troops, he gave chase, and Sun Wukong, each holding their weapons, stood outside the cave entrance. Seeing the demon emerging, Sand Monk shouted, "What sort of monster are you that dares to impersonate the Buddha Ancestor, fabricate the Mini Thunder Monastery, and deceive us? Confess the truth quickly, or else you’ll get a good beating!"

"You impudent monkey, you actually don’t recognize me, no wonder you’re so bold," the Yellow Brow King said angrily.

"The name of the Buddha Lord could scare you to death. This place is called Mini Western Heaven because of my cultivation and achievement of true fruition. I’m known as Old Buddha Yellow Brow. People here are unaware, hence they call me Yellow Brow King or Grandpa Yellow Brow."

"Old Buddha Yellow Brow?" Sun Wukong couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter upon hearing this.

The Yellow Brow King shouted furiously, "Impudent monkey, mind your manners! What are you laughing at?"

"If those of Buddhism knew about this, they would probably die of anger—just a demon, yet daring to share their names!"

The Yellow Brow King was so infuriated by these words that smoke nearly came out of his seven orifices; being a Buddhist himself, he hated it most when others joked about this. And now this monkey was laughing so exaggeratedly that it was unbearable.

"You dare to be so insolent, you impudent monkey! What kind of hero are you, showing off your wit?" the Yellow Brow King spat out through gritted teeth.

"Alright, alright! Let’s not depend on witty words; let’s see the truth with what we’ve got in our hands. I want to see what skills you, this evil creature, possess," Sun Wukong said with a cold laugh.

The Yellow Brow King also laughed coldly and said, "I have long heard of Sun Wukong’s abilities. Today, the Buddha Lord wants to experience them firsthand. How about we make a bet?"

"Make a bet?" Sun Wukong asked with a frown, "What bet?"

The Yellow Brow King said with a smile, "If you can defeat me, I’ll spare you and your disciples and let you achieve enlightenment; if you cannot, I will beat you to death, then go to meet Tathagata and seek the scriptures. How about that?"

"I’d actually be pleased if you went to seek the scriptures, but they just won’t allow it!"

Sun Wukong said, pointing at the sky.

Surprised, Sand Monk glanced at Sun Wukong. He hadn’t expected Sun Wukong to say such a thing.

"Enough talk, fight and prove it!"

The Yellow Brow King snorted coldly, "Sun Wukong, today you will witness the power of the Buddha Lord! Watch the club!"

As he spoke, he raised his Wolf Fang Club and smashed it toward Sun Wukong.

"Hmph!" Sun Wukong snorted, raised his Jingu Bang to block, and shoved the Wolf Fang Club aside. Then he swung the Jingu Bang down onto the Yellow Brow King’s head.

The Yellow Brow King, quick to react, lifted his club. With a loud clang, the Jingu Bang struck the Wolf Fang Club.

Sun Wukong pressed down forcefully, and the Yellow Brow King could only strive to block it, pinned down and unable to move.

"Hmph, hmph!" Sun Wukong said with a cold laugh, "You audacious monster, it seems you are not as powerful as you think, daring to gamble with Old Sun?"

Though at a disadvantage, the Yellow Brow King still retorted, "Impudent monkey, don’t get cocky!"

"The Buddha Lord fears no one, you macaque! You even escaped and smashed my Magic Artifact? Today I will not rest until I have torn you to pieces to quell the hatred in my heart."

"You trapped Old Sun, and now you don’t want to let Old Sun escape?" said Sun Wukong, enraged, raising his Golden Hoop staff, he shouted, "In that case, take another hit from Old Sun!"

Sun Wukong withdrew his Jingu Bang, leaving the Yellow Brow King off balance, almost stumbling to the ground.

At that moment, Sun Wukong raised his Jingu Bang again and fiercely smashed it down.

The Yellow Brow King’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his Wolf Fang Club to meet the blow. There was another thunderous bang—the Yellow Brow King barely blocked the strike, but half of his body was smashed into the stone ground.

Yellow Brow King gritted his teeth and cursed, "Sun Wukong, you’re deceitful! If you have the guts, let me out and let’s fight once more."

Sun Wukong laughed triumphantly, "You overestimate yourself. With such little ability, you still dare to challenge Old Sun to a fight?"

"Old Sun is in a good mood today, so I’ll give you another chance to be utterly convinced," said Wukong.

Actually, Sun Wukong withdrew the Jingu Bang, wanting to see what sort of abilities this Yellow Brow King had.

The Yellow Brow King hurriedly jumped out. His eyes darted around, thinking that he was absolutely not Sun Wukong’s match in a test of strength.

This macaque was small, but his strength was indeed not minor. The Yellow Brow King, who had not known before, had suffered a loss and naturally would not be fooled again.

The Yellow Brow King wasn’t dumb either—his eyes swiveled, noticing Sun Wukong standing there, seemingly off guard.

Suddenly, the monster swung his Wolf Fang Club, sweeping low to the ground, aiming to smash Sun Wukong’s legs.

Sun Wukong was startled and quickly leapt into the air, "You demon still wants to play tricks!"

"That’s called ’All’s fair in war’! Monkey, accept your fate!" The Yellow Brow King shouted as he wildly swung his Wolf Fang Club in a frenzy.

The monster took the initiative to strike, temporarily gaining the upper hand, and his staff technique created a whistling wind as he temporarily suppressed Sun Wukong to the defensive, dodging clumsily from side to side.

Just then, an outstretched treasure staff flew straight toward Yellow Brow King.

It turned out Sand Monk saw that this demon was tough to deal with and feared his senior brother might be at a disadvantage.

Without delay, he struck towards Yellow Brow King’s back.

Yellow Brow King felt the threat coming from behind and his face turned pale with fright, quickly pouncing forward to escape the lethal blow.

However, he was a step too slow, and Sand Monk’s staff hit the Yellow Brow King’s back. The Yellow Brow King felt a great force strike him, and his body instantly lost control, as he was flung outwards.

He then smashed heavily onto the ground, coming to a stop with his face grinding the dirt.

"You despicable bastards, how dare you sneak attack the Buddha Lord!" Yellow Brow King cursed furiously.

"That’s called ’All’s fair in war’!" Sand Monk said coolly and nonchalantly.

Before Yellow Brow King could get up from the ground, Sun Wukong seized the opportunity to raise his Jingu Bang and smash down on his head, shouting loudly, "Take this from Old Sun!"

"Impudent monkey!" Yellow Brow King roared, swiftly lifting his Wolf Fang Club, teeth clenched as he thought to desperately block this strike.

But just then, the Jingu Bang suddenly changed direction, sweeping downward, slid past Yellow Brow King’s side, and then swung out, catching Yellow Brow King off guard and knocking him away with a blow.

"Junior Brother Sand, catch!"

At that moment, Yellow Brow King was sent flying straight towards Sand Monk.

Sand Monk also used his treasure staff to knock Yellow Brow King back once again.

"I didn’t expect this demon to be so amusing!" Sun Wukong laughed heartily, chasing after and delivering another blow. Yellow Brow King was like a ball, flying towards Sand Monk once more.

And so, Yellow Brow King, like a ball, was rapidly passed back and forth between the three, and in less than two seconds, he had been hit by more than a dozen blows.

Yellow Brow King now wanted to escape this state but was utterly incapable.

At this moment, he nearly cried; back in Buddhism, he was treated with great respect.

Even after becoming a monster, he was still a Great King.

Now, to be knocked around like this.

Yellow Brow King tried various methods, but the two were so in sync that he simply couldn’t break free. Left with no choice, he quietly began to recite an incantation.

The Human Seed Bag emitted a Golden Light and slowly took flight.

Sand Monk had seen Yellow Brow King use the Human Seed Bag before and instantly realized what was happening. He hastily shouted, "No good! Big brother, run for it!"

Sun Wukong had already suffered at the hands of Yellow Brow King, and now with Sand Monk’s shout, he naturally turned and fled without hesitation.

In a roll, he vanished beyond the Ninth Heaven.

Sand Monk was not slow either; he activated his most powerful Escape Skill just to avoid this crisis.

As both of them had fled, Yellow Brow King finally fell down with a dull thud.

Although Yellow Brow King had at last landed, he had been beaten black and blue, his body felt as though it had fallen apart, the pain unbearable. His mouth kept emitting screams, clearly severely injured.

"Curse that monkey and the Great General Who Lifts the Curtain, I, the Buddha Lord, will get even someday!"

By that time, the Human Seed Bag, having not caught anyone, slowly returned to Yellow Brow King’s hands.

Seeing the two fierce foes had run away, a crowd of little demons immediately surrounded him, asking with concern, "Great King, are you alright?"

Yellow Brow King, lying on the ground, clenched his fists and pounded the earth, cursing loudly, "Sun Wukong, Great General Who Lifts the Curtain, you two bastards! If you’re brave enough, don’t run—after messing with the Buddha Lord and then running without a trace, you won’t die a good death!"