FVN Chapter 68 The Monkey King Returns to the Team, Adding One More Member to the Seven Great Sages
Chapter 68 The Monkey King Returns to the Team, Adding One More Member to the Seven Great Sages
A golden chariot descended from the clouds.
The string of giant cages behind the car swayed jarringly, the iron bars covered in blood, dripping down the edge of the clouds.
Sun Wukong immediately recognized the pair of black and gold wings at the very front, and the rock beneath his feet cracked open on the spot.
"Roc Demon King!"
The wing in the cage flapped suddenly again.
boom!
The entire golden car shuddered.
Two Buddhist guardians, clad in golden armor, stood in front of the car, their faces beaming with smiles, as if they were watching over livestock.
"Behave yourself."
"If you keep flapping your wings, I'll take half of your wing first."
No sooner had he finished speaking than an iron rod smashed down on the front of the cart shaft.
boom!
The front wheel of the gold car exploded.
The two guardians, their smiles still on their faces, were sent flying. One crashed into the mountainside, while the other coughed up blood mid-air.
Sun Wukong charged the fastest, his eyes filled with fire.
"Open the cage!"
Behind them, Buddhist clouds rolled and the chanting of Buddhist hymns had already subsided.
Chen Fan grabbed him: "Let's go!"
"The person isn't dead, tow the car away first, we'll dismantle it when we get back!"
Without a word, the Bull Demon King spread his arms wide, bracing the entire golden carriage, letting out a muffled roar, and leaving two deep ruts in his wake.
The Demon King of the Flood Dragon stirred up black water and directly entangled the iron cages behind it.
The roller shutter lifted its hand and flung out the chain, shattering the marks on the back of the car layer by layer.
The Monkey King had just escaped his predicament and was still covered in blood, but he was quick to act. He grabbed a guardian's magic knife from the ground and slit the man's throat with a backhand.
As he pulled the blade back, he gasped for breath and muttered a curse under his breath.
"Do you really think we're all dead?"
Chen Fan glanced behind him.
The entrance to the Dark Realm of Sumeru has been lit.
That wasn't just ordinary brightness.
It is as if layers of Buddhist seals are being turned over.
The pursuers will rush out soon.
"Six Ears".
"exist."
"Find the nearest secret passage."
Without hesitation, the Six-Eared Macaque raised his hand and pointed to the cliff on the left.
"Over there, three miles away, there's an abandoned road used for transporting cages."
"Walk."
The group dragged the golden cart and ran at full speed.
Waves of Buddhist light crashed down from behind, causing the mountain to tremble violently. Sun Wukong led the way, his iron cudgel clearing the path, shattering any stone gate in his way with a single blow. The Bull Demon King pulled the cart, his muscles taut like cast iron. The black-gold winged creature in the cage flapped its wings several more times, as if urging them on.
They fought their way through, charging forward relentlessly.
They only stopped when they passed through the crevice behind the cliff and saw a pool of black water ahead.
This is a temporary rendezvous point that Chen Fan had set up earlier.
The white dragon horse was already waiting by the pool. When it saw that they had actually towed the carriage back, its eyes almost popped out of its head.
"You stole the armored truck from Lingshan?"
"It's not robbery."
Rolling Curtain spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.
"It's outright robbery."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong pounced on the first iron cage, thrust his iron rod into the keyhole, and twisted it forcefully.
Click.
The lock is broken.
The cage door was opened.
The black and gold roc inside didn't move at first.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes turned red, and with a flap of his wings, the entire pool of water was pressed backward.
The Bull Demon King grinned as he looked at it.
"It really is you."
The Roc Demon King emerged from the cage, leaning against the door. Many of his feathers had fallen off, and two golden nails remained stuck at the base of his wings. Yet, the moment he stood upright, he still exuded that same ferocious aura.
He first looked at the Bull Demon King, then at the Flood Dragon Demon King, and finally fixed his gaze on Sun Wukong and the Macaque King.
After a long pause, he suddenly laughed.
He laughed so hard his throat was shaking.
"I still think I'm the only one left."
Sun Wukong went up and punched him on the shoulder.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"You're not dead yet, who gave you permission to admit defeat first?"
The Roc Demon King was knocked backward by the impact, but he laughed even louder.
The Monkey King stood to the side, his Adam's apple bobbing twice. Without saying anything pretentious, he simply raised his hand.
"Sixth brother, you're back."
Peng Demon King glanced at him, then raised his hand and slapped him.
"It's good that you're back."
The Bull Demon King took a step forward, his voice like muffled thunder.
"Let's settle this today."
"The seven of us scattered back then. Now, we're picking ourselves up again, one by one."
The Demon King of the Flood Dragon planted his long sword in the ground.
"Anyone who dares to touch it again will have to ask me for my knife first."
Rolling Curtain and White Dragon Horse stood to the side, neither of them saying a word, but seeing these old demons standing side by side, they also felt a heat rising in their chests.
Chen Fan watched this scene and didn't let the atmosphere linger for too long.
He spoke directly.
"That concludes our reminiscing."
"Monkey King, where is what you promised?"
The Monkey King nodded, raised his hand and ripped at his chest, pulling out a thin, blackened animal hide from his flesh.
There was still blood on it.
As soon as he handed over the picture, the Six-Eared Macaque's eyelid twitched.
"You hid it inside your flesh and blood?"
The Monkey King snorted.
"If we hadn't hidden it deeper, those bald guys would have dug it up long ago."
Chen Fan took it and spread it on the ground.
When everyone gathered around to take a look, their breathing became heavy.
This is the defense plan for the Sumeru Dark Realm.
The outer ring of the material transport route, the middle level of the prison, the inner level of the sutra listening platform, the escort points, the patrol routes, and even which Buddhist seals are changed every three days are all clearly marked.
What's even more ruthless is that there are red lines on the map.
That's a secret door.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up immediately.
"nice one."
Rolling up the curtain, staring at the picture, even his voice changed.
"If this map is accurate, we can peel back half of the skin at the foot of Mount Ling."
Chen Fan traced a red line on the map with his fingertip.
Soon, it stopped in one place.
Animal park.
It also had two small characters marked on it: Live Warehouse.
The Bull Demon King's face darkened.
"This name doesn't sound like a good place."
The Monkey King's voice was cold.
"All the exotic beasts, demon king descendants, and rare bloodlines captured from Mount Ling are thrown here. Once they're fattened up, their blood is extracted, their bones are removed, medicine is refined, they're tamed into mounts, and then sent back up."
"I've seen quite a few familiar faces inside."
"Some are still alive."
There was a moment of silence after he said that.
The iron rod in Sun Wukong's hand creaked.
"They deserve to die."
Chen Fan didn't rush to make a decision; he turned his head to look at Liu Er.
"You just said on the way that you had a pledge of loyalty."
The six-eared macaque lowered its head, as if it had expected this.
He slowly stepped forward and glanced around.
The Bull Demon King was looking at him with an unfriendly gaze.
The Demon King never took his hand off the hilt of his sword.
Sun Wukong didn't speak, but his eyes remained fixed on him.
Liu Er knew that if he said even half a wrong word, he would die here today.
He smirked and knelt down.
"I'll lead the way."
"I'll take you to the Spirit Mountain Beast Garden."
"There are three seals outside that place, and beast-taming monks patrol inside at night. Most people who go in get lost. Only I know the way."
The Bull Demon King sneered.
"What makes you think we'll believe you?"
Liu Er raised his head, his forehead hitting the ground with a thud.
"I live as I please."
"I can make sure it's blown up."
His voice wasn't loud, but his teeth were clenched tightly.
"I didn't work for them willingly. After I was arrested, they tried to have me listen to scriptures and undergo soul initiation seventeen times. When that failed, they threw me into being a guide dog."
"This mouth and these ears have become their dog leash."
"I'm done."
Sun Wukong stared at him and suddenly asked a question.
"Do you remember the rules of Samseong-dong?"
Liu Er was taken aback, and whispered, "When entering the mountains, do not ask about techniques; when leaving, do not sell your master's skills."
Sun Wukong then asked, "Have you ever sold them?"
Liu Er paused for a moment, then raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.
"Sold before."
"I'll lead the way."
"I took them to arrest people."
"So I deserve to die."
"But I want to send those damn bald bastards down first."
No one on the field responded.
The Roc Demon King leaned against the cage, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
"That sounds like the truth."
Chen Fan looked at Liu Er and already had a good idea of what was going on.
This guy is dirty.
But it's precisely because it's not clean that it's easier to use.
What he feared most was never the guilty.
Instead, they are the kind of people who talk a lot about loyalty and righteousness, but are actually calculating in their hearts.
Chen Fan raised his hand.
"OK."
"Your life is on the balance now."
"If you lead the way well, consider it a pledge of loyalty. If you lead it astray even slightly, I'll cut off your ears and feed them to the dogs."
Liu Er nodded emphatically.
"I understand."
Sun Wukong did not object.
The Bull Demon King merely snorted.
This is settled.
Chen Fan rolled up the deployment map and announced it directly.
"The Seven Great Saints Reunion Plan, Phase Two, Begins."
"The Monkey King has returned to the team, the deployment map has been obtained, and the Six-Eared Macaque has been temporarily recruited."
"The next step is not to defend, nor to hide."
"Saving the Roc Demon King was just a side effect."
He looked up at the crowd, his eyes shining.
"Let's go and get the rest of them out."
"First, rescue the group behind Peng Demon King, then find the old followers of Lion Camel Ridge, and finally, rescue the one Peng Demon King mentioned—"
"The King of Yu Rong?"
The Demon King of the Flood Dragons spoke first.
Chen Fan shook his head.
"The line of the Yu Rong King has not yet been empirically proven."
"Take the first move if you're confident."
"King Peng, give me a straight answer. Of the seven great sages from back then, who is the one most likely still alive and capable of being brought back?"
All eyes fell on the face of the Roc Demon King.
Peng Demon King paused for a few breaths, then uttered three words.
"I am not the Roc Demon King."
Everyone was taken aback.
He raised his hand and patted his chest, grinning.
"Of course I am me."
"What I'm saying is, the people who should be saved first are not tough nuts like me."
"It's the third child."
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes.
"The Lion Camel King?"
Peng Demon King nodded, then shook his head.
"Not the Lion Camel King."
"It's the one my older brother has been looking for."
"After the Roc Demon King, the Buddhist sect values another one who can fly faster and fight even better."
The Monkey King's expression suddenly changed.
You mean...?
Peng Demon King stared at Chen Fan and said, word by word:
"The Great Sage of Chaos, the former master of the Roc Demon King's lair, and the true leader of the Golden Winged Clan."
"If he were still here, we wouldn't have just gained another demon king."
"It's like having one more soldier."
Upon hearing this news, even Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
Big fish.
That's a really big fish.
But before he could speak, a sharp whistle suddenly erupted from outside the pool.
A golden light crashed down from the sky and landed right in front of everyone.
It was a golden edict.
Above, the Buddha's light flowed, and the Heavenly Seal was dazzlingly bright.
The white dragon horse stepped back first, its face changing color.
"A decree from Heaven?"
He ripped open the imperial edict with a flick of his wrist, glanced at it, and his lips twitched.
"Oh shit."
"These guys are shameless."
Sun Wukong reached out and snatched it, scanning two lines, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Chen Fan took it and looked at it.
The imperial edict was short.
The content is even more disgusting.
—Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, has rendered meritorious service in slaying demons and protecting the Buddha. He is hereby specially appointed as a candidate for the Victorious Fighting Buddha and is ordered to go to the Southern Heavenly Gate within three days to receive the investiture. If he disobeys the imperial edict, he will be regarded as a traitor to Heaven and the Buddha, and his accomplices will be implicated.
The area around the pool suddenly became quiet.
The Bull Demon King laughed first.
He was laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.
"A substitute?"
"They can't beat you, so they're trying to put a dog tag on you first?"
The Demon King's insults were even more direct.
"That's fucking filthy."
The Monkey King stared at the imperial edict, his eyes turning cold.
"Is this a reward? This is a hook."
Liu Er knelt on the ground, his back feeling cold.
He knew very well that with this edict, the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sects had essentially made a public move.
If Sun Wukong were to accept the decree, he would be dragged into a trap.
If you don't accept the offer, everyone will be put on the kill list.
But at that moment, Sun Wukong suddenly laughed.
It's not a laugh of anger.
It was a genuine laugh.
He crumpled the scroll of gold edict into a ball, the knuckles cracking.
"A candidate for the Victorious Fighting Buddha?"
"I'll go to hell with being a substitute too."
The next instant, he raised his hand and flicked it.
The scroll of the golden edict flew straight into the fire.
As the flame licked at it, the Buddha's light on the imperial edict did not extinguish; instead, a golden shadow suddenly shot up.
The golden shadow flickered in mid-air, transforming into the face of a messenger from under the Buddha's throne, who opened his mouth and said:
"Sun Wukong, the crime of disobeying the imperial edict—"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Fan's expression changed drastically.
"No, step back!"
Because inside the golden shadow's belly, a blood-red character for "kill" was lighting up.