Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 419 - 401 Don’t worry, Old Sun will definitely pull the rope.

Chapter 419: Chapter 401 Don’t worry, Old Sun will definitely pull the rope.

Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Zhu Bajie also realized that he had been too hasty. Such demons are easy to deal with, but there was a Great Demon behind this one.

If they could control this demon, they could use it as a hostage.

Zhu Bajie’s eyes rolled, and he nodded with a smile, saying, "It’s still Uncle Master who thinks things through. Since that’s the case, let’s spare his life for now!"

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, then continued, "We’ll spare his life for the moment, but as for the little demons in this cave, we need not leave them be. If you want to vent the rage in your heart, then exterminate them to the last!"

"Just waiting for Brother Monkey to say that! Old Zhu has been itching to give them a thrashing!" Zhu Bajie responded, then grabbed his Nine-toothed rake in one hand and the Demon-Subduing Staff in the other, flying swiftly toward the cave entrance.

From afar, they saw Sand Monk blocking the entrance, with a group of little demons clamoring to rush out, yet they were also fearful of Sand Monk’s strength.

Though Sand Monk was weaponless at the moment, he had once been the Great General Who Lifts the Curtain, and his strength was much greater than that of ordinary members of the Demon Race.

This fellow grabbed a weapon from a little demon, and although it was awkward to use, his strength was evident. How could ordinary little demons possibly be a match for him?

"Sand Monk! Catch the weapon!" Zhu Bajie bellowed, tossing the Demon-Subduing Staff which instantly flew over to Sand Monk.

Overjoyed, Sand Monk promptly threw away the scrap metal he had been using and caught their own weapons in his hand.

With divine weapons in hand, he was immediately invigorated, his strength greatly enhanced.

With an angry roar, he viciously pounced on the group of little demons. Zhu Bajie, still seething with rage, seeing that he couldn’t kill the Yellow Lion Demon, could only take it out on these little demons.

Sun Wukong too, wielding his Jingu Bang, went on a killing spree along the way.

The three brothers unleashed their mighty power, immediately stirring up a storm of bloodshed. Alas, not a single little demon in the cave kept its life; they were all slain on the spot, reverting to their original forms— a group of tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves.

Then Sun Wukong set a fire, burning down Tiger’s Mouth Cave.

Afterward, the three of them rode the clouds and fog, happily returning to Yuhua Province.

The little demons that Zhu Bajie and the others had captured were released and sent to Bamboo Joint Mountain to report the news. These two little demons were quite clever.

They did not head directly to Bamboo Joint Mountain but planned to go back to Tiger’s Mouth Cave to report.

However, seeing Sun Wukong and the others killing their way into Tiger’s Mouth Cave, with not a single demon escaping and then the cave being burnt down, the little demon was terrified and hurriedly fled toward Bamboo Joint Mountain to seek an audience with the Nine Spirits Holy Yuan.

After a demon leader asked for the details, not daring to delay, he immediately brought the two demons to Nine Spirits Holy Yuan.

The little demon knelt before Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, crying, "Please, Grandfather Ancestor, save our Great King!"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan couldn’t help frowning and asked in confusion, "I just received an invitation from your Great King, saying he wanted to invite me to some kind of rake banquet."

"That rake banquet cannot go ahead now, our Great King’s life is in danger!" the little demon quickly said.

"Oh! What exactly happened, report the truth," Nine Spirits Holy Yuan demanded with a frown.

The little demon hurriedly said, "Last night, our Great King saw a glow in Yuhua Province, deducing that a treasure had appeared. So he rushed to Yuhua Province, and unexpectedly, he really brought back three Magical Treasures, consisting of a Jingu Bang, a Nine-toothed rake, and a Demon-Subduing Staff."

"Our Great King said that these three weapons have significant origins and are rare treasures in the world. Hence, he set up a rake feast to celebrate."

"Who would have thought that this morning, four calamities dropped by! The leader was a young Immortal, and the other three had ugly appearances, indistinguishable from demons. They declared themselves the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Marshal Tianpeng, and Great General Who Lifts the Curtain."

"These four calamities insisted that our Great King had stolen their treasures, and so they stormed the cave. Our Great King, unable to defeat them, was captured alive. We don’t know if he’s still alive now, but all the demons in the cave were killed by them. These calamities even set fire to our Tiger’s Mouth Cave. I implore Grandfather to stand up for us!"

"Oh! So it was them? My grandson of the Yellow Lion made a mistake, should not have offended them," Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said.

"Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk are still manageable, but Sun Wukong isn’t someone to be trifled with easily," Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said with a frown.

At this moment, the Six Lions serving Nine Spirits Holy Yuan asked, "Grandfather, we don’t know how our Brother Yellow Lion is faring right now?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan bowed his head and pondered for a while, then said, "My grandson the Yellow Lion has indeed been captured by them, but his life is safe for now."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan was truly formidable; with but a slight calculation, he deduced that the Yellow Lion Demon had only been captured and was not harmed.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s subordinates—the Nao Lion, Snow Lion, Suan Ni, Bai Ze, Fu Li, and Tuan Xiang—heard that the Yellow Lion Demon had been captured.

The group of demons in Tiger’s Mouth Cave had been slaughtered, and their cave dwelling had been burned down. They were all furious, kneeling before Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, crying out, "Honored Ancestor above, we regard Yellow Lion as brotherly as our own limbs. Now that Yellow Lion has been captured by the evildoers, we implore Honored Ancestor to allow us to go and rescue Yellow Lion."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s brows furrowed deeply, he waved his hand and said, "You are no match for Sun Wukong. Even if you go, you won’t be able to save our grandson Yellow Lion, and you could very well lose your own lives needlessly."

The six lions quickly said, "Honored Ancestor, why diminish our spirit and snuff out our valor for the sake of others! Haven’t we also learned some skills? Can’t the six of us defeat the four of them?"