Journey to the West: Upon seeing the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon, why not pay homage?

"Hahaha……"

The Demon King laughed loudly, and without saying a word, charged forward with his broadsword.

Huang Mei, wielding a long staff, charged forward. After thirty exchanges of blows, his hands were already numb and weak.

Looking at the demon king again, he was still fierce, so he suddenly retreated, creating distance, took off the old white cloth bag from his waist, and threw it up into the air.

The mischievous devil glanced up at the bag, but didn't pay it any mind, and continued charging forward with his head down.

Huang Mei sneered, silently chanted a spell, and suddenly opened the bag, releasing a powerful golden light and suction force.

The troublemaker didn't even have a chance to react before he was forcibly taken into the bag.

As Huang Mei continued to shake his bag, he suddenly felt weak and numb, as if he had been poisoned.

A moment later, Huang Mei dumped the limp, spineless devil out of the room and coldly asked, "Do you submit or not?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

The Demon King, forcing himself to stand, shouted, "You didn't defeat me with martial arts, but with magical weapons. Why should I submit to you?"

Is there a difference?

Huang Mei shook his head and said, "In this world, strength and magical weapons are both skills; in other words, can you fight without a sword?"

The Mischievous Demon King: "..."

"I'll ask you one more time, do you submit or not?"

Huang Mei silently raised the hardwood stick and said in a deep voice.

The mischievous devil twisted his head, clearly still not convinced.

Seeing this, Huang Mei stopped wasting words and began to beat the Demon King mercilessly, until the Demon King went from being completely silent to screaming incessantly, and finally even his backbone was broken, as he howled in agony:

"I give up, I give up... Grandpa, I give up, please stop now."

In fact, besides the pain, the most important thing was that he sensed the danger of death and realized that if he refused to give in, he would probably be beaten to death!

How could he risk his life for the sake of saving face? It's a losing proposition.

Huang Mei silently put away his chime mallet and said softly, "Go back to your cave and await my summons."

The Demon King dared not hesitate for a moment, and hurriedly dragged his tired body away with his demon soldiers.

Seeing this, the monkey soldiers who had been held hostage ran back to their troop. The four old monkeys chose one of them to represent them and said, "Thank you for your rescue, Immortal."

Huang Mei waved his hand: "It is only right to help those in need when you see injustice on the road."

The old monkey secretly praised him, and then asked, "May I ask your name, Immortal?"

"I will never change my name or surname; I am none other than the Yellow-Eyebrowed King."

"King Yellow Eyebrows..."

The four old monkeys memorized the name, and the eldest monkey, acting as their representative, spoke again: "When our king returns, we will certainly tell him about this. May we ask where the immortal resides, so that we may visit him in the future?"

Huang Mei chuckled, "The place I live in isn't well-known yet. Even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to find it. As for your king, we'll meet again if fate allows. Farewell..."

"Immortal, please wait a moment," the old monkey hurriedly said. "We haven't properly thanked you yet. Please stay for a meal."

Huang Mei waved his hand: "Next time, there will be another chance."

Watching him fly away without a word, the old monkey said with emotion, "Truly a righteous man!"

half an hour.

Huang Mei met up with the Chaos Demon King at Kanyuan Mountain in the Three Realms, and rode the clouds swiftly westward until they reached the front of Little Western Heaven.

The Demon King, still limp and numb, stood on the cloud, watching as the other party broke the seal and descended in front of a grand hall, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Little Leiyin Temple?

Leiyin Temple?

What is the origin of this demon? Isn't he afraid that Mount Ling will cause him trouble?

A short while later.

Huang Mei led the troublesome Demon King, whose thoughts were complicated, into the hall. Suddenly, a golden contract was automatically generated and slowly floated down in front of the two of them.

Huang Mei took the contract, glanced at it, and immediately understood what was going on. He then handed it to the Mischievous Demon King standing to the side.

"Sign and put your fingerprint on this document. From now on, you will be a monster in my Little Thunder Temple."

The appearance of this contract actually confirmed his guess in Flower Fruit Mountain: the great calamity of Journey to the West began with the birth of Sun Wukong, or even before his accident.

This means that all the named and prominent monsters in the original Journey to the West are calamity demons!

The mischievous demon king, still dazed, took the contract and hesitated, saying, "Your Majesty, there's no pen."

"Fool, don't you understand that you use your hands as a pen and blood as ink?" Huang Mei sneered.

The mischievous devil dared not argue, so he quickly bit his finger and signed his name as Huang Mei instructed.

[Congratulations on taking in the mischievous devil! Rewards are being calculated.]

[Ding! You have obtained one All-Poison Pill.]

[Ding! You have obtained a set of Vajra Chainmail.]

[Ding! You have obtained a pair of Cloud-Stepping Boots.]

All rewards have been sent to your system inventory and you can retrieve them at any time.

Huang Mei was stunned.

So many?

He originally thought that as a monster not included in the eighty-one tribulations, the reward that the Mischievous Demon King could bring him was only a small benefit, and the real big benefits were yet to come.

But to my surprise, the reward was so generous!

If you add to that the good reputation he's earned, the gratitude of the monkeys of Flower Fruit Mountain, and the remembrance of the Monkey King Sun Wukong…

This mission was incredibly profitable, making him burst out laughing.

Beside him, the mischievous devil secretly sized up his new boss, and seeing his sinister smile, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

What is he thinking?

Is she thinking about how to play with herself?

How terrifying...

"The Mischievous Demon King"

"After laughing," Yellow Eyebrows shouted.

The mischievous devil shivered involuntarily, stood at attention, and said, "Present!"

"I'm going out to take care of some things. You stay here and watch the house," Huang Mei instructed.

The mischievous demon king breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Your Majesty, we respectfully see you off..."

Before we knew it, it was evening.

As the sun set, Huang Mei rode the wind and sped all the way to Baihu Ridge.

He wanted to see if Lady White Bone had been born yet. If she had, he would capture her in advance, and the reward he could get would definitely be better than subduing the Demon King.

However, when he descended from high altitude to low altitude and looked intently, he saw a village standing prominently on White Tiger Ridge.

At this very moment, countless villagers are carrying hoes and chatting as they return home from the fields, creating a peaceful scene.

Huang Mei pursed his lips and released his divine sense to sense the energy. He was indeed not able to sense any demonic or ghostly energy, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Just as he withdrew his divine sense and prepared to leave, he suddenly heard a delicate shout: "I won't marry!"

"Not getting married?"

Huang Mei's thoughts shifted, and he focused his gaze. In a dilapidated courtyard, a beautiful young girl in plain clothes, with delicate features and fair skin, raised her head and spoke.

Across from her, a matchmaker dressed in red advised, "Susu, your whole family has suffered a calamity, and you are all alone now; if you don't find someone to rely on, how will you survive in this world?"

The girl paused slightly, then lowered her eyes and said, "But the village chief is over sixty years old, and I'm only sixteen."

"So what if you're old? Older people are more caring," the matchmaker said.

The girl shook her head again: "Aunt Hong, please stop talking, I will not marry him!"

The matchmaker's expression changed slightly, and her attitude immediately turned cold: "Bai Susu, I'm not trying to scare you. You're so beautiful, no one but the village chief can protect you."

As everyone knows, the village chief has shown interest in you, which is why you haven't climbed over the wall.

But if you refuse the village chief, you should think about the consequences yourself.

Hearing this, Huang Mei stared intently at Bai Susu, whose face was deathly pale, and thought to himself, "Could this be the White Bone Demon?"

If one has no grievances in one's heart, how can one become a demon of corpses filled with hatred?

He seemed to have a premonition of the tragic story that might happen to Bai Susu...