txolops Chapter 108 Baoxiang Kingdom: The Yellow-Robed Demon Gets Spinned Like a Top
Chapter 108 Baoxiang Kingdom: The Yellow-Robed Demon Gets Spinned Like a Top
Upon hearing this, the monster realized what was happening. He looked closely and realized that the monk with the hairy face and thunderous mouth was none other than the Monkey King who had caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!
He was so shocked that his drunkenness vanished, and he immediately jumped three steps forward, pointing at the traveler and cursing, "That's not true! That's not true!"
When I captured Tang Sanzang, all I knew was that he had two disciples named Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing. I've never heard anyone mention a person with the surname Sun.
The pilgrim said, "I did not come with those two. My master, because I am a kind and compassionate person, sent me back because I am used to fighting monsters and have killed many. So I did not travel with them. You do not know your ancestor's name."
The monster said, "You are no man at all! Having been banished by your master, how dare you show your face to others!"
The pilgrim said, "You wicked monster, don't you know that a teacher for a day is a father for life, and there is no overnight enmity between father and son! You harmed my master, so why didn't I come to his rescue? You harmed him, fine, but you also curse me behind my back. What do you mean by that?"
The monster said, "When did I ever curse you?"
The pilgrim said, "It was Pigsy who said it."
The Yellow-Robed Monster said, "Don't believe him. That Pigsy has a pointed snout, and he can sometimes mimic a woman's slurred speech. Why would you listen to him?"
The pilgrim said, "Let's not waste time on such idle talk. You stole someone's treasure, so you should have known this day would come!"
Without another word, Baili Bo revealed himself and cursed, "You shameless scoundrel!"
Back then, you colluded with that Corpse Demon to steal my relics, occupy my cave, and drive me out of White Tiger Ridge. This hatred is etched into my bones!
My darling is back with me today, let's see what you can do now!
Upon seeing him, the yellow-robed monster was both surprised and furious, and shouted, "So it's you, you one-horned beast! I had no idea who it was. You're just a defeated opponent of mine. What, you couldn't defeat me with that old Taoist priest, so you brought this monkey along?"
"And that monkey, when your master was in my cave, I spared his life and let him go west. Instead of being grateful, you conspired with this monster to extort my treasures. Where is justice?! Where is my son now?"
Upon hearing this, the traveler spat angrily and said, "Bullshit! Don't talk nonsense. You turned my master into a tiger and imprisoned him in a cage. Is that your way of showing kindness?"
"To be honest, your two bastard children have already been killed by Pigsy in the Golden Palace. If you want to find them, go to the Kingdom of Baoxiang!"
Enraged, the monster drew its steel blade and charged straight at Baili Bo.
Not to be outdone, Baili Bo drew his five-pronged sky-supporting fork and engaged him in battle.
What a good fight!
One demon, that monster, wielding a sky-piercing fork against a steel blade. The fork rose like a dragon emerging from its lair, the blade fell like a monstrous python amidst a raging torrent. One, burning with the rage of a deep-seated hatred, the other, heartbroken from the loss of his son, his anger surging like a tidal wave. Fork against blade, cold light flashing; blade against fork, sparks flying. They fought until the stone bed overturned, dust swirling, and the brocade curtains torn to shreds.
Baili Bo's martial arts skills were already quite strong, and with the addition of the inner core, they increased even more significantly.
Although the Yellow Robe Monster had lost his inner core, he was still extremely fierce. They fought for eleven or twelve rounds without a clear winner.
Wukong, watching with great interest, exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! This little Taoist is quite capable! Let me join in the fun!"
He drew his golden cudgel, swung it around, revealing it to be as thick as a bowl, and struck it down.
The Yellow-Robed Monster, fighting two opponents alone, was no match for them. After seven or eight rounds, he showed signs of defeat.
He quickly jumped out of the circle and shouted, "Wait! Sun Wukong, you've miscalculated! You two ganging up on the few doesn't make you heroes!"
"Besides, since you said you wanted to fight, you shouldn't have come in with me. I have a hundred or so demons here, big and small. Even if you had a whole bunch of hands, you wouldn't be able to break out of my gate!"
Upon hearing this, the pilgrim chuckled and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Let alone a hundred or so, there could be thousands or tens of thousands. Once we've investigated them one by one, we can easily defeat them, striking every blow without missing a target, until you're completely wiped out!"
Upon hearing this, the monster immediately issued an order, mobilizing all the demons in front of and behind the mountain, as well as all the monsters inside and outside the cave. Each of them took up a weapon and tightly blocked the three or four layers of doors, refusing to let them pass.
Upon seeing this, the pilgrim was overjoyed, straightened his staff with both hands, and shouted, "Transform!"
Sure enough, it transformed into a three-headed, six-armed form, and with a flick of its wrist, the golden cudgel transformed into three golden cudgels.
Look at him, with six hands wielding three sticks, striking his way through like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, or an eagle arriving at a chicken coop.
Baili Bo also roused himself, wielding his five-pronged fork like the wind, and unleashed a flurry of attacks.
The poor little monster, those boiled in the broth had their heads smashed to pieces; those scraped left blood flowing like water! It roamed freely, as if it were in an empty land.
Just as the battle was reaching its climax, Baili Bo suddenly remembered Li Fa's instructions: "Take back the inner core, then leave immediately, the farther the better!"
He felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself, "My elder brother instructed us not to linger in battle."
He feinted with his trident, leaped out of the circle, and said to Wukong, "Great Sage! My master has ordered me not to linger in the battle; I must leave first!"
Having said that, he rode on a cloud and departed on his own.
The traveler paid no attention, focusing only on killing the lesser demons.
Before long, inside and outside the cave, corpses littered the ground. Only an old demon remained, brandishing his knife and rushing out, cursing, "You impudent monkey! You're lazy and lazy! How dare you come here to bully people!"
The traveler turned around abruptly and beckoned, "Come here! Come here! Defeating you will be my achievement!"
The yellow-robed monster was enraged and swung his sword to strike. The Monkey King raised his staff to meet him.
Two people were outside the cave, and a fierce battle was about to begin:
The staff rises like a dragon playing in the water, the knife falls like a tiger leaping. One is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the other is one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations descending to the mortal realm. The staff comes and the knife goes, flashing with cold light; the knife goes and the staff meets, sparks fly.
They fought for another thirty or forty rounds, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
The Monkey King thought to himself, "This fellow's martial arts are not weak; I must use a plan."
So he raised the stick with both hands and assumed a high-stepping stance.
The monster, unaware of the trap, saw an opening and brandished its precious sword, charging straight down to slash at the lower body.
The pilgrim saw it clearly, quickly turned around and used a large, flat movement to deflect the demon's knife, then used the "Stealing Peach Under the Leaf" move to strike the demon's head with his staff!
If this blow lands squarely, even someone with a head of bronze and a brain of iron will be turned into mincemeat.
The yellow-robed monster was terrified and couldn't dodge in time, so he could only cry out in pain.
No sooner said than done.
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from mid-air: "Stop harming my fellow Daoist!"
A beam of golden light descended from the sky, striking directly at the Monkey King's golden cudgel.
With a loud clang, a Vajra pestle appeared in the middle, blocking the Golden Cudgel.
The traveler was startled. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the newcomer was over ten feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist.
He wore a golden helmet, a golden armor, a jeweled belt inlaid with pearls and jade, and a pair of smoky yellow boots.
Standing there, he exuded a menacing aura, truly awe-inspiring and with an extraordinary fierce appearance.
The pilgrim shouted, "What kind of monster are you, daring to block my path?"
The demon laughed, "I am the Great King Linggan of the Tongtian River! This yellow-robed monster and I have a past connection; I have come today to rescue him!"
The pilgrim was furious: "You ignorant brat! Take this from me!"
The Great King of Inspiration did not fight. Instead, he grabbed the Yellow-Robed Monster, set off on a cloud, and headed west.
The pilgrim hurriedly leaped on his somersault cloud to give chase, but suddenly saw a demon-subduing pestle fall from mid-air. The pilgrim quickly blocked it, and when he looked again, there was no trace of the demon.
He had no choice but to pick up the Vajra Pestle and head to the Kingdom of Baoxiang.
Do you know who this King of Inspiration is?
In reality, it was Li Fa in disguise, who came specifically to scheme against Kui Mulang.
That demon-subduing pestle was none other than the original wind-crushing pestle of the Silver-Headed Jiedi.
Because this was a Buddhist artifact, and Li Fa already possessed the Hunyuan Spear and the Seven Star Whip, there was no point in carrying this precious pestle, so he let it go.