Journey to the West: Starting with the Hunting of the Three Demons of Twin Fork Ridge

Chapter 116 Lotus Cave: The Gathering of Three Demons in Lotus Cave

Meanwhile, Silver Horn and the Tiger-Taming One fought for fifteen or sixteen rounds, but Silver Horn gradually felt the strain, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his swordplay slowed down.

Fuhu fought with increasing ferocity, wielding his iron cudgel with impenetrable force, forcing Yinjiao to retreat repeatedly.

After a few more exchanges, Fuhu roared and swept his iron cudgel out. Yinjiao couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the shoulder by the wind from the cudgel. He staggered back several steps and almost fell.

Jinjiao rushed forward to help him up, asking, "Brother, are you alright?"

Silver Horn rubbed his shoulders, took a breath, and said, "Your martial arts are indeed superb! I admire you!"

Fu Hu put away the iron cudgel and said smugly, "How about it? Can I do business with my skills?"

Silver Horn said, "Well done, well done. Brother's martial arts are superb; I am ashamed to admit my inferiority. But..."

Fu Hu asked, "But what?"

Silver Horn said, "Tang Sanzang has a senior disciple who is a monkey, and he's not someone to be trifled with."

Fu Hu said, "Monkey? What monkey?"

Silver Horn said, "It is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. Now he is protecting Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures, and he is our enemy."

That monkey is highly skilled in martial arts, with unpredictable moves; his golden cudgel makes him invincible. Even though you are capable, relying solely on martial arts, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Hu chuckled inwardly: "I've never fought Sun Wukong, but I know his reputation. However, you've misunderstood my intentions in trying to scare me with him."

He didn't show it on his face, but simply said, "In your opinion, what should be done?"

Silver Horn said, "To deal with that monkey, martial arts alone are not enough; we also need magical treasures. I wonder if you, brother, possess any powerful magical treasures?"

Fu Hu's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: This fellow has reminded me. I came here for revenge, how can I come empty-handed?

So he countered, "Magic treasures? I do have a few. I wonder, since you two kings also wish to capture Tang Sanzang, what magic treasures do you possess?"

Silver Horn smiled smugly, took a purple-gold gourd from his waist, held it in his palm, and said, "Brother, please look, this is the purple-gold gourd, a treasure personally crafted by the Supreme Lord Li Laojun."

If you are fighting someone, simply pull out the stopper, call out their name, and if they respond, they will be sucked into the gourd and turn into pus in a short time!

Upon hearing this, Fu Hu was startled: This treasure is indeed powerful! Laozi's possessions are no ordinary items.

He did not show any fear, and took out a large cloth bag from his bosom, which he had borrowed from the Cloth Bag Arhat.

Fu Hu said, "You have a gourd, but I have a cloth bag! This bag is the Qiankun Bag, a wondrous treasure capable of holding all things in heaven and earth. Not to mention people, it can even hold mountains!"

Upon hearing this, Silver Horn burst into laughter: "Don't brag! Pretend to be something you're not? You try pretending!"

Fu Hu said, "You try pretending to be a person first!"

Silver Horn said, "What's so difficult about that?"

Having said that, he called to the little demon, saying, "Exquisite ghost, come here."

The timid ghost stepped forward, and Silver Horn raised the gourd, calling out his name. The timid ghost instinctively responded, and a wisp of smoke rolled up, sucking the ghost into the gourd.

Silver Horn shook the gourd, chanted an incantation, and poured out the exquisite ghost.

The clever ghost fell to the ground, dizzy and disoriented, unable to get up for a long time.

Fu Hu, having seen it clearly, asked, "Why did you release him again? Could it be that this gourd is ineffective and can only hold him for a moment?"

Silver Horn hurriedly said, "What are you saying! This gourd is powerful; if a person is put inside, they will turn into pus in no time."

"The cunning ghost is one of my people; how could I possibly harm him? Therefore, I will only demonstrate for now and dare not continue the act."

Fu Hu nodded and said, "In that case, I'll show you the power of my Qiankun Bag!"

Having said that, he stood up, tossed the cloth bag into the air, chanted an incantation, and shouted, "Collect!"

The cloth bag grew taller in the wind, turning into several meters in size in the blink of an eye. The bag opened its mouth and headed straight for Pingdingshan!

Golden Horn was greatly alarmed and hurriedly cried out, "Wait! Wait! If you take this mountain, where will we live?"

Fu Hu laughed heartily, put away the cloth bag, and said, "Don't worry, I was just demonstrating; I wouldn't actually put it away."

Silver Horn, however, did not believe it and said, "Don't bluff. If you can really take over a mountain, then take over one and let me see!"

Fu Hu said, "Alright! Then move a mountain here!"

Upon hearing this, Silver Horn immediately made hand seals and chanted an incantation, using a mountain-moving technique, and shouted, "Hurry!"

A deafening roar followed, and a massive mountain rose abruptly from the ground in the distance, swaying and flying over – it was none other than Mount Sumeru!

Fuhu remained calm and unhurried. He tossed the cloth bag aside, chanted an incantation, and the bag, caught in the wind, contained the entire Mount Sumeru, easily and loosely, as if it were filled with rice.

Silver Horn stared in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

Golden Horn was also amazed and repeatedly exclaimed in admiration.

Silver Horn, however, was unconvinced and said, "Indeed, impressive! I just wonder how many mountains this bag can hold?"

Fu Hu said, "Just bring it over!"

Silver Horn then made a hand seal and chanted an incantation, bringing over Mount Emei.

Fu Hu followed the same method and put Mount Emei into the bag.

Silver Horn gritted his teeth and moved another Mount Tai.

Just as Fu Hu was about to put it away, he found that there was no room left.

It turns out that this treasure was not originally meant for the Arhat who subdues tigers, and it did not quite align with his principles. The fact that he could carry two large mountains was already quite remarkable.

So he could only say, "It's not that I don't want to pretend, it's just that I haven't eaten today and I'm a little weak. Let's put these two mountains back first, and then I'll pretend to be Mount Tai."

Upon hearing this, Silver Horn indeed recited the incantation and returned Mount Sumeru and Mount Emei to their original locations.

Fu Hu then tossed the cloth bag aside and put Mount Tai inside.

Seeing his effortless and masterful control, Silver Horn was filled with admiration. He knelt down with a thud and exclaimed, "Brother, you are truly a divine being! I was blind and have offended you greatly. Please forgive me!"

Golden Horn hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Brother, your magical power is boundless, we admire you greatly! From now on, brother, you will be the head of our Lotus Cave! The matter of capturing Tang Sanzang will be entirely up to Your Majesty!"

Fu Hu laughed heartily, helped the two men up, and said, "My two virtuous brothers, there's no need for such formalities! Since we are brothers, there's no need for distinction. If we capture Tang Sanzang, we can all share in immortality—wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Golden Horn and Silver Horn were overjoyed and immediately ordered their little demons to prepare a banquet to welcome King Fuhu.

After a few rounds of drinks, Silver Horn suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother, there's something I don't understand. I'm not sure if I should ask?"

Fu Hu said, "Brother, please speak freely."

Silver Horn said, "Brother, since you possess such supernatural powers, why do you still need to cooperate with us brothers? Wouldn't it be better to go it alone?"

Fu Hu's heart skipped a beat; he knew this fellow had become suspicious. He quickly chuckled and said, "Brother, you don't understand. That Monkey King is cunning and resourceful, and with Pigsy and Sandy helping him, while I alone am not afraid of him, I fear he might use tricks. Having more people means more strength; wouldn't that be safer?"

Upon hearing this, Silver Horn nodded in agreement.

Golden Horn chimed in, "Brother is right. That Monkey King is indeed troublesome. Back then, when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, even 100,000 heavenly soldiers couldn't subdue him. But this time, if we brothers join forces, we'll definitely be able to take him down!"

Fu Hu raised his glass and said, "Exactly! Come, let's drink to our brotherhood!"

The three raised their cups and drank heartily; the joyful sounds from inside the cave are not worth mentioning.