Great Demon Sun Wukong

However, what surprised Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie was that the burly man named Hao Yue Cang Qiong, although still trembling with fear from the murderous aura emanating from Sun Wukong, took a deep breath as if mustering all his strength and said to Sun Wukong, "Can, can I follow you? I can tell that you're very strong, and I want to become stronger, so I must follow the strong!" Just as Hao Yue Cang Qiong finished speaking, before Zhu Bajie could respond, Sun Wukong could no longer contain his rage. With a wave of his right hand, a mighty suction force pulled Hao Yue Cang Qiong right in front of him, where Sun Wukong grabbed the man's neck with one hand, his voice cold, "Are you tired of living? Bajie already told you to scram, do you really think I won't kill you?"

At that moment, the terrifying murderous intent that Sun Wukong had honed through countless life-and-death situations could no longer be restrained, and it was all directed at Hao Yue Cang Qiong. Then, without uttering a word, Hao Yue Cang Qiong's eyes rolled back, and he fainted. But Sun Wukong was not about to let go, his right hand still gripping Hao Yue Cang Qiong's neck, ready to crush his throat with force. Suddenly, Zhu Bajie grabbed Sun Wukong's wrist, "Elder brother, no!" This stern shout from Zhu Bajie brought Sun Wukong back to his senses considerably. With a cold snort, Sun Wukong then tossed Hao Yue Cang Qiong aside onto the ground.

Zhu Bajie, though he appeared to intervene calmly, was equally frightened. He had never seen his elder brother so enraged and filled with murderous intent. The killing intent that seeped into the bone and soul, though not directed at Zhu Bajie, still gave him chills. With this incident, Zhu Bajie gained a deeper understanding of the terror that was his elder brother. Looking at the unconscious Hao Yue Cang Qiong lying on the ground, Zhu Bajie sighed. Although he believed in accepting defeat gracefully, losing to that man was indeed very unsatisfactory!

"Brother Monkey, can I ask you for a favor?" Zhu Bajie asked earnestly as he watched Sun Wukong walk towards the third-level hall. Sun Wukong nodded. Zhu Bajie continued, "Brother Monkey, can you teach me more powerful cultivation techniques and moves? I don't want to lose to anyone ever again." Watching Zhu Bajie, Sun Wukong nodded earnestly, "As long as you can endure it, I will teach you everything I have learned and mastered. Like the cultivation technique that fool just used, what he did was merely the basics. I will teach you the complete Nine Decisions. But before that, you need to improve your strength to the level of Dao Patterns; otherwise, you're not qualified to learn!" Zhu Bajie nodded seriously.

But the next moment, Zhu Bajie's solemn expression suddenly vanished, replaced by a mischievous smile, "Elder brother, are we allowed to take whatever we want from here?" Sun Wukong nodded and said, "You can take, but you can't eat." Soon, Zhu Bajie had packed up everything on the third level and was carrying it on his back. The items on the third level were not many, but each one was a treasure, with a quality far better than those on the two levels below. Among them was a Zen Staff of purple gold, which even Sun Wukong found very satisfying and was undoubtedly going to be brought back for their master.

Initially, Sun Wukong had planned to empty the Treasure Pavilion of its treasures and then find the Sect Master for a fight, beat him, and then order him to disband the Battle Buddha Sect. Now, however, Sun Wukong decided to change his plans. If we're going to play, let's play thoroughly. At any rate, there were about three Chinese hours till dawn. With Zhu Bajie carrying that big bundle of treasures, Sun Wukong came to the Martial Arts Field of the Battle Buddha Sect. He first placed the bundle of treasures on the ground, immediately causing a dazzling display of various lights. By this time, many of the sect's disciples and patrolling martial monks who hadn't rested through the night and were cultivating at the Martial Arts Field spotted Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie. The two of them hadn't intended to conceal their presence, so being noticed was to be expected.

Sun Wukong told Zhu Bajie to guard the treasures carefully and then shouted loudly, "Listen up, members of the Battle Buddha Sect. My name is Sun Wukong, and today my younger brother Zhu Bajie and I have come to the Battle Buddha Sect with one purpose only, and that is to challenge you. Your Treasure Pavilion has already been looted by us. If you want to recover your treasures, then accept our challenge. I'll only wait for a quarter of an hour, then we're leaving!"

Once these words were out, the whole Battle Buddha Sect immediately erupted. From the Sect Master down to the gatekeeping disciples, everyone was shaken by Sun Wukong's declaration, and many were unable to react at first. But as the Sect Master, Di Zhan was the first one to grasp the meaning behind Sun Wukong's words. It wasn't the challenge that mattered the most to him—had the Treasure Pavilion been robbed? The Treasure Pavilion was the most secure place in the entire Battle Buddha Sect. And with a Dao Transformation Level super-expert guarding it, how could it be robbed?

However, when Di Zhan and his people reached the Treasure Pavilion promptly, he could hardly believe what he saw. The entire Treasure Pavilion was plundered, and all the guardians, including the Dao Transformation Level super-expert, were seriously injured and unconscious. Di Zhan was nearly driven to spew out a mouthful of old blood. But as a seasoned Sect Master, Di Zhan managed to suppress the consuming rage. Yet, everyone could tell their Sect Master was in a very bad mood. After several deep breaths, Di Zhan, without a word, led all the powerhouses straight to the Martial Arts Field, including the Elder Kuzhan who had received a Supreme Rank Spirit Stone from Sun Wukong.

By the time Di Zhan arrived at the Martial Arts Field with the angry powerhouses of the Battle Buddha Sect, the sect's disciples had already surrounded Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie in layers, both inside and out. In the center of the encirclement, aside from Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, there were seven or eight disciples of the Battle Buddha Sect lying on the ground bruised and battered. However, these individuals were only at the Primary Grade of Dao Transformation and were not the main force of the Battle Buddha Sect.

"I am Di Zhan, Sect Master of the Battle Buddha Sect. Who exactly are you? Why have you done this?" Di Zhan, the Sect Master of the Battle Buddha Sect and at the Peak of Unity Dao cultivation, with one foot already stepping into the Dao Transformation Primary Grade threshold, wielded a pair of iron fists that were rarely matched among peers. Moreover, he was extremely eager to battle. Sun Wukong glanced at Di Zhan and said, "Are you deaf? I am Sun Wukong, and this is my junior brother, Zhu Bajie. Today, we are here to challenge your Battle Buddha Sect. You can come at us together or one by one, the numbers are up to you. As long as you defeat my junior brother, you can take back an item from your Treasure Pavilion. But you only have three Chinese hours. After three hours, we are leaving!"

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, more than a dozen Battle Buddha Sect disciples, unable to contain their rage, charged forward, but were immediately halted by Di Zhan's shout. These two were definitely new faces, and daring to challenge them so openly must mean they possessed extraordinary abilities. What concerned Di Zhan greatly was that Haoyue Cangqiong, the guardian of the Treasure Pavilion, had been defeated and was still unconscious. If that was also the work of these two, then their cultivation levels were certainly not to be underestimated!

With that thought, Di Zhan first made a respectful gesture towards Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie and said, "I do not know why you elders would play such a joke with us juniors, but since elders are in the mood, naturally, I am willing to accompany you in this. Please, elders, be merciful later on and spare us juniors our lives." After speaking, Di Zhan gave a meaningful look to the four people beside him. Immediately, four monks stepped forward, each a burly man with bulging muscles and tall stature, their cultivation at the Peak of Unity Dao. These four were highly respected in the Battle Buddha Sect, among the top experts.

Seeing that Di Zhan also knew how to be tactful, and didn't do anything foolish out of anger, it seems that to become a sect master, one must be no fool. Patting Bajie on the shoulder, Sun Wukong whispered, "Bajie, these four have Peak of Unity Dao cultivation, definitely not as strong as you, but you can't be careless. After all, your foundation is still too weak. When the fight starts, be sure to use the Earth's Core Gold-Melting Flame you've recently obtained. This is a rare opportunity for actual combat, don't waste it!"

Zhu Bajie nodded, flexing his arms while the bright golden Earth's Core Gold-Melting Flame and the Golden Crow True Fire he had merged with in the Pangu Realm flickered alternately over his body. Taking a few steps, Bajie suddenly stopped, then swung his right fist outward. The bright golden Earth's Core Gold-Melting Flame immediately spewed out three or four meters along his right arm and then coiled around his entire right arm like a fiery dragon.

The same motion was mirrored on his left arm; with a swing of his fist, the dark golden Golden Crow True Fire transformed into nine vividly lifelike Golden Crows, swirling and dancing around his arm. That was not the end, as Bajie's legs shook, the crimson Red Lotus Karma Fire began to burn under his feet, gradually covering both of his legs. Lastly, a nearly white flame swirled up around his body. This was the flame formed by the fusion of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, Golden Crow True Fire, and Earth's Core Gold-Melting Flame, which Bajie had dubbed Red Lotus Golden Crow Fire.

Looking at Zhu Bajie, who was now engulfed in flames, Sun Wukong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "This fool, always so flashy!" The fact that Sun Wukong would say such a thing showed how speechless he was at Zhu Bajie's antics. Just as Bajie was covered in fire, making him appear all colorful, the four men had already charged towards him. As they charged, the four positioned themselves in the four cardinal directions. The Four Directions Fist was the strongest unique skill of these four men, a collective punch technique.

In the next moment, the four stout martial monks took up the positions of southeast, northwest, enclosing Zhu Bajie in the center, and each struck the same punch. Zhu Bajie intercepted two of their fists with his left and right hands, but the punches of the other two landed on his stomach and lower back, one in front and the other behind.

Zhu Bajie roared in anger while the four men screamed out in pain simultaneously.

"Are you idiots? Didn't you see I'm covered in fire and you still dare to touch me?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it with a recommendation ticket or a monthly pass at Starting Point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)