Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 424 - 403

Chapter 424: 403

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan revealed all his plans for this visit.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but give a dumbfounded smile, his face showing amusement.

"So, you came for that Yellow-Haired Lion. If you had said so earlier, wouldn’t that have settled it?"

"So, you agree!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s face showed a hint of joy.

Looking at Nine Spirits Holy Yuan in such a state, Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I’m afraid I can’t agree, the Yellow-Haired Lion has already been slaughtered by us; we’re just about to make a saddle for my master out of him. You’re too late, truly sorry about that!"

"You’re courting death!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan instantly flew into a rage upon hearing this.

"I think it’s you who’s courting death! You’d better recognize the facts; I can take your life at any moment, so you better behave yourself, dear Old Sun."

Naturally unwilling to show weakness, Sun Wukong said as he slightly raised the Jingu Bang in his hand, aiming it at Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s head, ready to strike.

"Hmph!"

Struggling to suppress his anger, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan scoffed, "Just because of a password question, you think you can intimidate this saint. You’re seriously underestimating me!"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan had already figured out that the Yellow Lion Demon wasn’t actually dead, so he didn’t believe a word Sun Wukong said.

It was clear that Sun Wukong was just looking to provoke him, hence he deliberately put on an angry face to go along with Sun Wukong, thus making Sun Wukong lower his guard.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes; he certainly didn’t believe this old fellow was truly unafraid of them.

But indeed, such a person must possess some strength; otherwise, he wouldn’t have so many followers.

However, regarding this fellow’s real power, it probably wouldn’t exceed those who are stronger than him.

To be on the safe side, Sun Wukong decided to join forces with Zhu Bajie and others.

Moreover, while Sun Wukong was thinking this, he keenly sensed that there was a slight change in Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s gaze.

He believed that Nine Spirits Holy Yuan was somewhat worried inside.

Clearly, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan was just pretending to be calm.

Indeed, old age brings wisdom, not to mention a demon.

Sun Wukong cursed in his heart, and then with a smile that was not quite a smile, he said, "In that case, there’s nothing more to discuss; we might as well have a showdown where it’s do or die, for I, Old Sun, would like to see whether it’s your mouth that’s tougher or my Jingu Bang."

"Ha ha..."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter, seemingly not taking Sun Wukong seriously at all and said with disdain, "You, a mere macaque, talk big. You think you can actually have a do-or-die showdown with this saint? Do you believe that with a mere gesture, I could take your puny life?"

"I’ve seen and slain many arrogant beings, but someone as arrogant as you, this saint is seeing for the first time!"

"I’d like to see how you could take my life with just a gesture."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickering coldly as he spoke.

At this point, Sun Wukong was even more convinced that this fellow was just bluffing. If he really had the ability, he wouldn’t be wasting words with him.

The more he talked, the more it showed his apprehension; he simply didn’t dare to make a move. Talking with Sun Wukong was merely a way to frighten him, hoping to get a chance to strike.

This old fellow was not only cunning but also quite scheming.

But Sun Wukong was no fool; such tricks naturally couldn’t deceive him.

So although Sun Wukong did not take action directly, he never let down his guard.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan stared fixedly at Sun Wukong; this old fellow had never given up.

However, with Sun Wukong being so cautious, even Nine Spirits Holy Yuan wasn’t confident enough to take him down in one fell swoop.

If Sun Wukong were to strike with all his might, he didn’t believe he could withstand it.

A person’s reputation precedes them, and no worthy being is without merit.

He did not have the confidence to contend with Sun Wukong.

Although he was confident in his own abilities, he did not believe he could confront Sun Wukong directly.

After all, Sun Wukong had once wreaked havoc in the Celestial Palace, and even a hundred thousand celestial soldiers could not capture him.

Letting Sun Wukong roam freely as if no one was in his way showed the terrifying extent of Sun Wukong’s power.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan stared at Sun Wukong, the murderous look in his eyes suddenly vanished, and he ultimately sighed helplessly and said, "Alright! As they say, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Since my grandson, the Yellow Lion, is already dead, let this matter rest."

Upon hearing the words of Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, Sun Wukong was stunned, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s quick submission made Sun Wukong worry that he might be plotting something.

With a wary look, Sun Wukong sneered and said, "Hmph, you say to let it go, and we just let it go?"

"Where in the world is there such a cheap deal?"

"What else do you want?" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan roared in anger. He had already decided not to pursue the Yellow Lion’s offense, yet Sun Wukong was still pushing for more.

"I have already decided not to delve into the crime of you killing my grandson, the Yellow Lion. I warn you not to be too greedy!"

"Haha!"

Sun Wukong could not help but laugh heartily, "Old Sun has always loved to push the limits! You have disturbed the peace of Yuhua Province without cause, thereby committing offenses against the celestial decree, and your sins are monstrous. Can we just let it go because you say so?"

"Then what exactly do you want?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan asked with a frown and a chilling voice. His intense gaze cut into Sun Wukong as if trying to kill him with his eyes.

However, even under such a gaze from Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, Sun Wukong was not the least bit afraid.

"Let me think!" Sun Wukong mused and said, "You have committed such heinous crimes, naturally, you cannot be let off easily, and by all rights, you should be taken to the Execution Platform for Demons to be beheaded and shown to the public."

"However, considering your age, Old Sun will let you off the hook, provided that you agree to be converted by my master. Even if the Jade Emperor himself comes, he would not dare to harm a hair on you. What do you think?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan was taken aback by these words, then burst out laughing, "What a foolish macaque, who do you think you are? To think you could convert me through your master’s Universal Salvation is utterly delusional."

"I see now, you macaques don’t know when to stop. I advise you not to overdo it; otherwise, you might lose your life and regret it too late."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan looked at Sun Wukong and could not help but sneer.

"Haha!" Sun Wukong laughed heartily and said, "I am indeed brash; what can you do about it? If you do not agree, well, we can always let Old Sun give you a thrashing with his staff!"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan was so angry he gritted his teeth, but out of fear of Sun Wukong’s strength, he dared not act recklessly and instead had to forcibly suppress his anger, sneering and saying, "Sun Wukong, don’t push people too far. Do you really think I am afraid of you? I simply do not wish to kill lightly. If you keep pressing, do not blame me for being impolite."

Sun Wukong did not care about Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s words. For creatures as powerful as these demons, having them on their side could greatly benefit their journey to the Western Heaven.

Zhu Bajie had the support of the Human Teachings Sect, Sand Monk was already the Great General Who Lifts the Curtain, and their unique statuses meant they need not worry.

But he was merely a Stone Monkey, now being plotted against like this.

Ever since his birth, he had always been under others’ scrutiny, everyone calculating his every move, all he encountered were those Immortals and Buddhas.

Now, the demons appearing before them were almost all orchestrated by these Immortals and Buddhas; to think that these Immortals and Buddhas would easily let them go, Sun Wukong did not believe it.

Perhaps others might be spared by these Immortals and Buddhas, but he likely would not be.

After all, during their journey, there had already been incidents of these Immortals and Buddhas wanting to kill him.

Now he had dodged them, but the real danger probably awaited at Mount Meru.

Although it was only his avatar, if the Immortals and Buddhas wanted him dead, he would likely not be able to escape.

Therefore, he naturally had to prepare as soon as possible.

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