Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: The Whereabouts of the Donghuang Bell (1st Update)

“Demon Saint, please spare my life, spare me! I was blind, it’s my own fault! Please, for the sake of the Duanmu Family, spare this dog’s life!”

The Heaven-Breaking Domain receded, and Sun Wukong’s gaze swept coldly toward Duanmu Bai, who had collapsed on the ground. The icy look from Sun Wukong almost scared the soul out of Duanmu Bai, who didn’t care about the fresh blood spilling from his mouth and face. Spitting out two bloody teeth, he started kowtowing frantically to Sun Wukong, begging for mercy in terror.

“Spare you? Why should I, Old Sun, spare you?”

Sun Wukong smiled, but this smile, in Duanmu Bai’s eyes at that moment, was as terrifying as the smile of a demon. Duanmu Bai’s gaze swept over to the already dead Scorpion Tiger beside him, his body shook violently. Would he, in the next moment, become a cold corpse just like this Scorpion Tiger?

“Senior! I know I was wrong! It was all because of my dog’s eyes looking down on people that I offended you! You are a great person, please just let me go as if I were a fart!”

With this thought, Duanmu Bai’s fear intensified, kowtowing so violently that it echoed loudly, and he garbled out pleas for mercy, “Senior, I am the second son of the Duanmu Family, I can give money, a lot of money, to buy my life! Killing me would only dirty your hands, spare my worthless life, please!”

“Oh? Giving money?”

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow, “Are you talking about Demon Crystals? Do you think I, Old Sun, would lack Demon Crystals, or need you to give them to me?”

“No, no, no, that’s not what I mean!”

Duanmu Bai hurriedly shook his head, then as if he suddenly remembered something, exclaimed anxiously, “I have a treasure, a rare treasure! It is the Duanmu Family’s clan treasure, and I am willing to use it to buy my life. Please, senior, spare me this time!”

“Clan treasure? What kind of treasure is that, and how did it end up in your hands? Aren’t you the second son of the Duanmu Family? Above you, there should be the Duanmu Family’s Eldest Son, the Family Head, and so on. If it truly is a clan treasure, how would it fall into your hands?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, followed by a cold snort, “Or do you think I, Old Sun, am the kind of fool who would easily believe your randomly invented excuse just to save your own life?”

A chilling killing intent rose from Sun Wukong, and although he had restrained his momentum, returning to the aura of a Demon Marshal, Duanmu Bai no longer dared to see him as just any Demon Marshal. Feeling Sun Wukong’s killing intent, Duanmu Bai almost fainted from fright.

“It’s not a randomly invented excuse! Senior, everything I said is true, all true! I really have the clan treasure, the Donghuang Bell, the defense treasure of the Great Sage Eastern Emperor Taiyi from the Primeval Times in the Three Realms. It was given to me by my mother!”

“The Donghuang Bell?”

Sun Wukong’s eyes instantly lit up with an astonishing gleam. He stretched out his hand and pulled Duanmu Bai from the ground, grabbed his collar, and peered deeply into Duanmu Bai’s eyes, demanding in a deep voice, “Are you sure you’re not joking? Is it the Donghuang Bell?”

“Yes, sure! Absolutely correct!”

Duanmu Bai nodded his head frantically, his face pale.

“The Donghuang Bell of the Great Sage Eastern Emperor Taiyi from the Demon Clan has actually fallen into the Demonic Realm! No wonder after the Witch-Demon Great War, there was no more trace of the Donghuang Bell within the Three Realms; it turned out to be in the hands of the Demon Race and taken to the Demonic Realm!”

Sun Wukong suddenly understood. In the Ancient Primeval times, two sages of the Demon Clan’s Heavenly Court, Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, were famous. Heavenly Emperor Di Jun controlled the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation, intimidating the universe, while Eastern Emperor Taiyi wielded the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, Donghuang Bell, with unmatched defensive power, claimed to be invincible with the bell in hand, never dying, never perishing.

But after the Witch-Demon Great War, the Formation Eye of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation—the River Diagram and Luo Script—was taken by Demon Master Kunpeng, who retired to the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing, and the Donghuang Bell’s whereabouts became unknown. People thought it was buried with Eastern Emperor Taiyi in some corner of the Primeval World, but it turned out to be obtained by the Demon Race and brought to the Demonic Realm, no wonder there was no news in the Three Realms!

“Fine, for the sake of the Donghuang Bell, I, Old Sun, will spare you for now. But if you dare to deceive me, I, Old Sun, have ways to make you regret coming to this world!”

Sun Wukong grinned at Duanmu Bai, baring a ferocious smile that made Duanmu Bai shiver anew, hurriedly assuring that he would never dare to deceive Sun Wukong, and pledged that upon returning to the Duanmu Family, he would definitely offer up the Donghuang Bell with both hands.

“Senior, this Demon Core is for you, to thank you for saving my life. Huang Zhen was offensive in my words previously, please forgive me!”

“Please forgive my offense, senior!”@@novelbin@@

Huang Zhen handed over the Demon Core taken from the Scorpion Tiger to Sun Wukong, while Chai Pengyu and Hou Jie, both supporting their injured bodies, came over and apologized to Sun Wukong.

“A Demon Spirit Level demon core?”

Upon receiving the demon core, Sun Wukong glanced at it and indeed found it contained much more energy than the one from the Demon Marshal Level, but it wasn’t of much use to him. He casually tossed it back to Huang Zhen. “The Great Sage Equalling Heaven has no need for such a thing, keep it for yourself. And stop calling me ‘senior’ at every turn; it sounds awkward. Just ‘Great Sage’ will do.”

“Thank you, Great Sage!”

Huang Zhen was inwardly delighted as he clasped his fists in thanks to Sun Wukong. Chai Pengyu and Hou Jie also thanked him profusely. After all, a Demon Spirit Level demon core was precious to them, even though it was of little use to Sun Wukong. With this core, their expedition to the Myriad Beast Mountains was already worthwhile!

“Take these spirit pills to heal your wounds and continue heading deeper.”

With a flip of his palm, Sun Wukong produced a bottle of healing pills in his hand. The cork popped off, and three Immortal Pills flew out, landing in the hands of Huang Zhen, Chai Pengyu, and Hou Jie. As for Duanmu Bai, sparing his life was already a favor because of the Donghuang Bell, so how could Sun Wukong waste healing pills on him? Moreover, being the second son of the Duanmu Clan, having access to a supreme treasure like the Donghuang Bell, he obviously didn’t need Sun Wukong to provide him with healing commodities; he should be carrying some himself.

“We’re going to continue deeper?”

The trio of Huang Zhen looked stunned, then quickly realized that Sun Wukong must have had other objectives for coming to the Myriad Beast Mountains. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept his strength hidden and accompanied them. That was good; with a powerful figure like Sun Wukong joining them, the gains from this venture into the Myriad Beast Mountains would surely exceed their expectations by far.

They swallowed the pills given by Sun Wukong, and at once, they turned into a gentle and warm flow that spread through their bodies. The three of them felt the broken meridians within being rapidly restored by the warm flow, and soon they felt as if reborn— even more resilient than before. Overjoyed, they fully cultivated to refine the medicinal power, absorbing and refining as much of the efficacy of the Immortal Pills as possible, feeling their cultivation strength slightly advancing!

“Thank you, Great Sage!”

A moment later, the three of them stood up and saluted Sun Wukong to express their gratitude. Sun Wukong waved his hand dismissively. “Alright, no need for such formalities in the future. Duanmu Bai, lead the way.”

Just as Sun Wukong had thought, Duanmu Bai was carrying healing pills. Though he was covered in blood from his fall, his injuries were mostly superficial. After taking some medicine and cleaning himself up, he looked fine, except for the several teeth he had lost, which would not regrow so quickly, making his smile somewhat comical.

“I’m to lead the way?”

“What, do you have a problem with my arrangement?”

“No problem at all, absolutely no problem!”

Duanmu Bai quickly shook his head as if he were playing a tambourine. He was like fish on the chopping board now; how could he dare to object? If he annoyed Sun Wukong who could simply wave his hand and snuff out his life—who would know out in this wild mountain range?

Moreover, with Sun Wukong’s near-Demon Saint cultivation strength, even if the Duanmu Clan knew he died at Sun Wukong’s hand, they probably wouldn’t dare say anything. As for the Donghuang Bell, it wasn’t as if, without Duanmu Bai, Sun Wukong couldn’t find it. Apart from him, his mother also knew of its whereabouts within the Duanmu Clan!

After collecting himself, Duanmu Bai continued to lead the way, with Huang Zhen, Chai Pengyu, and Hou Jie in the middle, while Sun Wukong still strolled leisurely at the rear. His calm and relaxed expression remained, but now no one dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction towards him. After all, with near-Demon Saint level cultivation, where couldn’t one go in the Myriad Beast Mountains, as long as they didn’t encounter the emperors among the demonic beasts?

“Big sister, are you interested in the Great Sage? Right from the start, I felt you treated him differently, always defending him. Could it be you already knew he was very powerful?”

Throughout the journey, Huang Zhen occasionally stole glances at Sun Wukong, then quickly averted her gaze, afraid of being caught. All her actions didn’t escape Hou Jie’s notice. Twinkle in his eyes, he sent a private message to Huang Zhen teasingly.

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

Huang Zhen glared at Hou Jie angrily, then quickly snuck another look at Sun Wukong. Seeing that he hadn’t reacted specially, she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Hou Jie she sent a message back, admonishing, “If the Great Sage hears this and gets angry, aren’t you afraid he’ll just squash you with a flick of his hand?”

“Not at all, the Great Sage is not that kind of person, otherwise he wouldn’t have given us pills to heal our wounds.”

Hou Jie took a quick peek at Sun Wukong himself before chuckling as he replied, “Big sister, actually, we’ve found it strange too. You’ve always been indifferent to others, but on this trip, you’ve repeatedly spoken up for the Great Sage. Did you already see something extraordinary about him?”

“Something extraordinary?”

Huang Zhen reflected for a moment. She hadn’t really thought about that question. It was just an intuition that made her feel Sun Wukong was hiding something. At first, she thought he was in dire straits like her in the past, trying to join a mercenary group to get by, which ignited her compassion. Little did she know, the man turned out to be a great figure concealing his strength, making her compassion seem like a complete joke now!

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