Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 426 - 404: Why is this necessary_2

Chapter 426: Chapter 404: Why is this necessary_2

This is divine will.

The arrival of their mounts was also to perfect the Calamity of Measurement and allow it to reach Perfection.

However, they had not anticipated that Sun Wukong seemed to know everything.

Even if Sun Wukong had reached his full potential, he was merely one of four, what could he change?

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan fell silent, apparently considering Sun Wukong’s proposal.

After a while, the old fellow finally reacted, huffing coldly as he said, "Humph! I nearly fell for your trick, young man. If you want me to join you, then wait until you truly have the upper hand!"

Having lived for so many years, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan naturally worried he might bring a huge crisis and trouble upon himself by carelessly choosing a side.

Although now Sun Wukong seemed to understand everything and appeared to have done something behind the scenes, these minor actions were probably like an ant trying to shake a tree, insignificant compared to all the Immortals and Buddhas.

If he now chose to follow Sun Wukong, he would probably end up antagonizing all the Immortals and Buddhas, which was akin to seeking death.

"It seems you have completely lost your backbone. When the Demon Race waged war against heaven and earth, they were not weak compared to the Immortals and Buddhas. Yet, you gave up those opportunities because you were afraid of confronting the Immortals and Buddhas. That’s why they’ve been pressing down on you!"

"What an arrogant and ignorant Macaque!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan looked at Sun Wukong and scoffed coldly.

"Arrogant and ignorant is still better than a cowardly old thing like you!" Sun Wukong retorted sharply.

"Aren’t you afraid I might kill you?" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan asked with a cold laugh.

"You’d have to be capable enough to do that!" Sun Wukong laughed heartily, dismissing the threat nonchalantly.

"Haha..."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan roared with laughter and said, "Truly oblivious to death, indeed. You’ve indeed cultivated quickly, but you are still no match for me. I’ve cultivated for so many years, and you’ve only cultivated for a few. It wouldn’t take much effort for me to kill you, no more than squashing an ant."

Looking at Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, Sun Wukong scoffed and said, "Why bother deceiving yourself? If you really could kill me, would Old Sun still be standing here talking to you?"

"You’re not stupid!"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s lips curled into a cold smile as he gazed at Sun Wukong in the distance and said, " Indeed, your strength makes me somewhat wary."

"But I don’t believe you’re truly as powerful as the legends suggest, capable of withstanding a hundred thousand celestial Soldiers and Generals!"

"It doesn’t seem too difficult for me to take your life, does it?"

As he spoke, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan stared intently at Wu Ming, his gaze growing sharper as if trying to see through Sun Wukong.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan didn’t believe that a young monkey, having practiced for nearly a thousand years, could compare to him who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

Admittedly, Sun Wukong was indeed powerful, but certainly not to that extent.

But was that really the case?

Sun Wukong was much more powerful than he had imagined.

This was still his avatar. If his true body came, suppressing him might take some time, but killing him would not take long.

Hearing Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s words, Sun Wukong sighed in relief. If this old fellow pretended to be weak, feigned allegiance, then attacked him from behind, Sun Wukong would truly be defenseless.

However, now that Nine Spirits Holy Yuan voluntarily spoke such words, it indicated that this old fellow wasn’t the type who likes to play tricks behind the scenes. Such a person was indeed trustworthy.

Once he agreed to Universal Salvation, he surely wouldn’t engage in any other disturbances.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "You think you can kill me? Feel free to try, I guarantee you’ll regret it, not me!"

"Are you that confident?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan furrowed his brows and asked, perhaps this old fellow truly didn’t comprehend where Wu Ming’s confidence originated.

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, "Of course. Strength is the foundation of confidence. Old Sun has that strength, so naturally, I have that confidence."

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan lowered his head, still hesitating. After a while, the old fellow finally spoke, "Could you give me some time to think it over?"

"How long do you need?" Wu Ming immediately asked.

"I don’t know." Nine Spirits Holy Yuan honestly replied, "I will no longer pursue the matter of you killing the Grandson of the Yellow Lion. As for your earlier proposal, I will let you know after I’ve considered it."

"Such a cunning old lion. If you spend your whole life considering, how long should Old Sun wait? Old Sun doesn’t have the patience." Sun Wukong scoffed coldly.

"It won’t take that long, at most just three to five days," Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said hastily.

"I’m impatient and don’t have that patience. I can only give you a quarter of an hour to decide, either submit to me or face certain death. Choose for yourself,"

Sun Wukong said unapologetically.

The words spoken by this Old Lion were clearly just a stalling tactic.

How could Sun Wukong not see through this?

"Sun Wukong, do not push people too hard. Do you really need to fight to the death to be satisfied?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said coldly.

With narrowed eyes filled with confidence, Sun Wukong said, "Given the current situation, what do you have to compete with me? Once we start fighting, your death is certain."

"I advise you not to try any tricks with Old Sun, take your pick while I still have patience; it might be too late later,"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan couldn’t help but show a hint of anger upon hearing this, but his anger soon vanished, replaced by a look of helplessness.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan really dared not confront Sun Wukong directly now.

After all, Sun Wukong’s renowned strength preceded him; even if he faced a hundred thousand celestial Soldiers, he might not have the ability to resist.

Now with Sun Wukong being so confident, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan wasn’t sure he could withstand that strike.

Once they started fighting, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan definitely wouldn’t come out on top.

Sun Wukong guessed the Old Lion’s thoughts, which was why he dared to be so aggressively forceful.

"Fine! You’re ruthless!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said through gritted teeth.

"So, you agree?" Sun Wukong asked, somewhat surprised.

"Does this Holy one have any other choice?"

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan said with resentment.

"You know what’s good for you!"

A slight smile appeared on Sun Wukong’s lips.

Just then, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan looked up toward the distance, furrowed his brow, and said, "Zhu Bajie is actually coming. What have you done to my grandsons?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong turned his head and saw indeed Zhu Bajie was flying quickly from afar on a cloud. He casually replied, "Why don’t you ask the fool when he gets here?"

"Roar!"

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, a thunderous lion’s roar suddenly echoed beside him.

Sun Wukong immediately felt his head buzz and lost consciousness, toppling towards the ground.

At that moment, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan transformed into a golden light and rushed towards Sun Wukong, his nine heads opened their massive mouths and swiftly bit at him.

In the nick of time, Zhu Bajie arrived, raised his Jingu Bang, and roared loudly: "Evil spirit, cease your fury, eat my rake!"

As he spoke, he swung his rake at Nine Spirits Holy Yuan.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s face slightly changed, and temporarily abandoned Sun Wukong, raising a forepaw to meet Zhu Bajie’s Nine-toothed rake.

With a loud bang.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan’s claw directly hit Zhu Bajie’s Nine-toothed rake, slapping Zhu Bajie and sending him flying.

Zhu Bajie had gone all out, yet was still defeated by a casual move from Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, which showed just how formidable he was.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong continued to fall towards the ground, and after flinging Zhu Bajie away, Nine Spirits Holy Yuan hurriedly sped up to pursue him.

However, at this moment, a glint suddenly flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, and he had recovered from his dazed state.

"Why must it come to this?"

Sun Wukong murmured to himself, having thought he could handle this guy without having to lift a finger.

In the end, the Old Lion had made his move after all.