Journey to the West: I am the fiercest bird under Bodhi's seat

He asked in a low voice, "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Ye Feng simply smiled and did not answer.

Nezha frowned and asked again, "So, do you have any plans?"

Ye Feng countered, "What are your plans?"

A slight smile played on his lips, his expression cold and stern: "Don't forget, I am a demon."

"What does this have to do with you being a demon?"

"Among the demon race, only strength is respected, and only those with the strongest fists deserve to be kings."

Nezha remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "But you might not be able to beat him."

"That's precisely why I'm sitting here drinking with you, instead of charging out directly. Besides, battles are never just about who's stronger; if that were the case, why would we bother with all this scheming?"

Nezha rolled his eyes: "You always speak so vaguely, just like my master."

Ye Feng chuckled and casually refilled their glasses. "Don't worry. In a few days, even if he doesn't come looking for me, I will definitely go looking for him. Don't think I'm blocking his way—from a certain perspective, he's also stepping on my path."

Deep within the Heavenly Palace.

Sun Wukong was assigned by the God of Martial Virtue to take charge of the Imperial Horse Stable.

He did not say much about it.

On the day of his arrival, all the minor officials of the Imperial Horse Administration, including the clerk and the chief clerk, knelt down to greet him, looking bewildered and completely clueless about the situation.

The Imperial Horse Stables has always been a quiet and unpopular post, considered the most peripheral and idle position in the Heavenly Palace. The supervisor doesn't even have a formal rank, making it the lowest of the low.

But now a Golden Monkey Grand Marshal of the third rank has arrived. How can this not be alarming?

Although they held lowly positions, their eyes and ears were naturally sharp as they worked in the Heavenly Court.

Alarm bells rang in everyone's hearts. They instinctively felt that this matter was unfathomable and far beyond their ability to get involved. They treated Sun Wukong with the utmost respect, as if he were their ancestor.

Sun Wukong diligently performed his duties. Once in office, he called upon the chief clerk, the assistant supervisor, the deputy supervisor, and the strongmen to check the feed inventory and count the number of heavenly horses, totaling a thousand.

He flipped through the documents, checked the horses, and then ordered the workers to prepare to brush the horses' bodies, cut grass, feed them, and cook them. His movements were skillful and without any unfamiliarity.

In just three days, the celestial horses were full of energy, and several of them were even plump and strong, looking very spirited.

On this day, Sun Wukong was inspecting the stables when he suddenly heard that the God of Martial Virtue was arriving.

Upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes and led the officials of the Imperial Horse Administration out to greet them.

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said with a smile, "The esteemed Lord of Martial Virtue has graced us with his presence. Are you here to inspect our work?"

The Martial Virtue Star Lord, with his nostrils flared, gave a cold snort, his expression arrogant.

Upon seeing this, the monkey immediately stopped smiling, turned away, and ignored him.

After all, he was a Grand Marshal of the third rank, only half a rank lower than Wu De Xing Jun. How could he be treated with such disrespect?

But the people in the Imperial Stables were so frightened that they dared not utter a sound.

The two superiors clearly didn't get along, and they were caught in the middle, in a dilemma, hoping not to be implicated.

The God of War circled the arena once, and said calmly, "The horses are in decent condition. I need a horse now, so go and fetch one."

The monkey was taken aback: "You want me to lead your horse?"

Wu De Xingjun sneered, "Of course. As the head of the Imperial Horse Stables, shouldn't you take action yourself?"

The monkey narrowed his eyes, anger rising within him. He was inherently arrogant, and his position as an official in the Heavenly Court was already a sign of his forbearance, but the repeated provocations of this Martial Virtue Star Lord had long since disgusted him to the extreme.

In the past, he would have already turned on them and taken action, even if it meant going to the Jade Emperor. At worst, he would have just returned to Flower Fruit Mountain to be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

But this time was different—he wasn't alone on his ascent; Ye Feng was also there. If he caused trouble, Ye Feng would inevitably be implicated.

Despite his surging anger, he remained silent, turned around, and personally selected a top-quality celestial horse to lead out and stop in front of the Martial Virtue Star Lord.

Seeing that he was obedient, Wu De Xing Jun felt half pleased and half bored.

He glanced at it sideways, then immediately frowned: "No, no, it's too thin. It can't run long distances. Get a different horse."

The monkey stood still, its voice low: "Martial Virtue Star Lord, you've gone too far!"

The other party laughed and mocked, "So what if I'm bullying you? You're a subordinate, this is your duty. Enough talk, go and get the horse. If you delay official business, the Jade Emperor will hold you accountable, let's see if you can handle the consequences."

The monkey took a deep breath, his face grim, and returned to the stable, where he led out another strong and robust horse.

The Martial Virtue Star Lord glanced at it and shook his head again: "No, no, it's too fat. It must be a lazy horse, and its speed will definitely be lacking. You monkey, you're clearly deliberately making things difficult for me!"

呲!

The Monkey King flew into a rage, baring his teeth and glaring at the other man, shouting fiercely, "Martial Virtue Star Lord, do you really think I, Old Sun, would fear you?"

The God of Martial Virtue's face darkened, and he took a step back, loudly rebuking, "What an arrogant monkey! Even though you are among the immortals, your wild nature remains unchanged. I merely ordered you to lead the horse and serve, yet you dare to roar and disobey! Clearly, you have long harbored rebellious intentions! Guards! Seize this demon immediately and take him to the Lingxiao Palace to be judged by the Jade Emperor!"

After the words were spoken, the people in the Imperial Stables looked at each other, none of them daring to move.

None of them possessed any supernatural powers; they had only barely cultivated the bodies of Earth Immortals. If they were to go forward and capture the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, it would be no different than lambs entering the jaws of tigers.

However, the God of Martial Virtue did not come alone; he was accompanied by eight personal guards. Upon hearing the command, they immediately stepped forward, wielding axes, halberds, hooks, and forks, and surrounded Sun Wukong.

Now that things have come to this, if Sun Wukong continues to endure, he will no longer be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

He roared and pulled the golden cudgel from his ear. The cudgel struck out like thunder, stirring up wind and clouds as it swept across the area.

Although these eight divine generals possessed the cultivation of Earth Immortals, how could they possibly withstand the might of the Victorious Fighting Buddha? The moment their weapons clashed, they all shattered, and their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings.

Upon seeing this, the God of Martial Virtue's expression changed, and he roared in fury, "You wretched monkey! Are you trying to rebel against the Heavenly Court? I will immediately report to the Jade Emperor and have heavenly soldiers and generals annihilate you!"

After saying this, he turned around and tried to escape.

He had fought Sun Wukong outside the Lingxiao Palace and knew that Sun Wukong possessed the abilities of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and that he was no match for him.

But the monkey wouldn't let him escape so easily. With a leap, it gave chase, raising its golden cudgel high to strike—

...

The void trembled, and a tremendous force struck him from behind. Wu De Xing Jun screamed and fell from the clouds.

Upon landing, blood gushed out, and his back went numb and he felt numb.

He struggled to his feet, his mind still unsteady, when he saw the monkey approaching with a murderous aura. He roared, "You demon monkey! You still don't know repentance and are courting your own destruction!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were bloodshot, and he was furious: "Do you still dare to call me a demon monkey? I am the Grand Marshal of the Divine Monkey, personally appointed by the Jade Emperor, a high-ranking official of the Heavenly Court of the third rank!"

The Martial Virtue Star Lord sneered, "You, a mere hairy horned beast, dare to call yourself a marshal? If it weren't for the power of that Golden Crow, you'd be nothing more than a stable boy! Just wait and see, neither you nor Ye Feng will survive!"

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and transformed into a streak of light, speeding away.

As long as they escape back to the palace, they can summon spiritual light to create a protective barrier to trap the monkey, and ring the golden bell to alert the Jade Emperor, who will then mobilize troops to surround and annihilate it.

Not only will the monkeys be slaughtered, but Ye Feng will also be implicated. The Great Emperor has already laid out a backup plan, ensuring they will never have a chance to rise again.

He had meticulously planned his escape, confident in his swiftness, but little did he know that Sun Wukong's somersault cloud was the most advanced flying technique in the world.

The monkey leaped and caught up in an instant, its iron rod whistling through the air and smashing straight down on his head!

Wu De Xingjun was greatly alarmed. In a moment of haste, he raised his hands and took out two short halberds to parry.

"Clang!" The first halberd flew away in response, unable to withstand the force.

The monkey didn't stop, and the second baton came right away. It seemed simple and brutal, but it actually contained tremendous power.

Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal who takes a direct hit risks perishing.

The second halberd was also knocked down, and the iron rod, still carrying momentum, struck him heavily in the abdomen.

With a piercing scream, Wu De Xing Jun fell into the sea of ​​clouds.

Sun Wukong landed on the cloud and saw that the person's breath was weak and his immortal body was on the verge of collapse.

A sudden jolt jolted me awake, bringing me to a slightly clearer state.

Oh no, could I have really been killed?

Just as he hesitated, a beam of primordial spirit burst forth from the remains of the Martial Virtue Star Lord, transforming into a streak of light and fleeing swiftly.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong immediately gave chase, his killing intent rising within him, thinking to himself:

Since we've already taken action, letting him go would only lead to endless trouble; it's better to nip it in the bud. Now that things have come to this, it's better to return to the mortal realm, become a mountain demon king again, and reunite with my senior brother to find another way out.

Once he made up his mind, he roared and swung his golden cudgel horizontally. The cudgel suddenly extended, like a dragon soaring through the sky, instantly catching up with the light of the primordial spirit and shattering it in one blow, destroying both its form and spirit.

At this moment, Ye Feng was meditating in the Thai Royal Palace when he suddenly saw a beam of light flash through the gate, and a monkey rushed into the hall like a shooting star.

"Senior brother! Disaster is imminent! Come with me!"

The monkey shouted and reached out to pull, but Ye Feng easily dodged it.

Ye Feng slowly stood up and asked with a smile, "What's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

The monkey was extremely anxious: "There's no time to explain! I argued with the God of Martial Virtue and accidentally killed him! The Jade Emperor will probably find out soon, and if I don't leave quickly, I'll be surrounded and captured!"

Ye Feng remained expressionless and calmly asked, "When did this happen?"

The monkey replied, "Less than a quarter of an hour ago. As soon as I realized I had caused trouble, I immediately rode my somersault cloud here. The South Heavenly Gate hasn't had time to report yet, so we still have a chance to escape."

Ye Feng slowly straightened his robes and waved his hand, saying, "Killing Wu De Xing Jun is nothing serious."

The monkey's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he quickly asked, "Senior brother, can you handle this?"

Ye Feng chuckled lightly: "I can't suppress it anymore."

The monkey glared at him sideways, and even though it couldn't suppress his laughter, he still managed to laugh?

Ye Feng strolled to the side, took off the Crimson Sun Token from his waist, and gently placed it on the table.

The monkey frowned: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"This thing controls the sun's movement," Ye Feng said calmly. "Without it, the world would be plunged into eternal night, and all living beings would suffer. Do you really want to go back to Flower Fruit Mountain and live in darkness every day?"

The monkey thought for a moment and immediately shook its head.

Ye Feng put away the Crimson Sun Token and turned around, saying, "Martial Virtue Star Lord was nothing but a puppet being used by others, so his death is not unjust. But we are in trouble now—there must be heavenly soldiers and generals lying in ambush outside. If we want to leave safely, we can only fight our way out of the Southern Heavenly Gate."

"Being used? What do you mean?" The monkey was taken aback, not understanding.

Ye Feng smiled: "You'll find out soon enough."

He strode out the door, the monkey close behind. As soon as they stepped out of the palace gates, they saw auspicious clouds surging in the sky, and layers upon layers of celestial soldiers had already laid out a net of heaven and earth. The two leading figures, clad in divine armor and exuding an imposing aura, were none other than Marshal Yisheng and Marshal Tianyou.

Ye Feng glanced around and recognized them. He had spent some time in the Heavenly Palace and was familiar with these people.