Chapter 482

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Kill: Spirit Inspiration Great King

Team score increased by 1000 points; team members may obtain tenfold Reincarnation Points upon return; killer awarded one A-class medal, assistants awarded three B-class medals

They loved bringing boys and girls back to their cave to watch goldfish; everyone acted without the slightest hesitation

Su Lin felt a bit disappointed—his proposal to turn Lu Mingfei into a black-haired, golden-eyed little girl and Shi Hao into a chubby toddler as bait was defeated four to three

Who ever heard of shattering ice for a thousand li and just walking straight into someone's cave to roast fish?

In the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie also transformed to conduct fishing enforcement

"This goldfish really has a lot of bones"

The flavor was indeed quite good, but the original body was barely enough for a few people to eat; that purple-gold hammer, however, was quite useful—it provided the Ye Zhetian Guild with a new mold

"It's a pity the Tu Dragon had the Dragon Clan intervene; otherwise, we could've used it for a good snack"

Shi Hao was still thinking about dragon meat; luckily, the West Sea Dragon King knew how to handle things—he sent plenty of good items, and with the karmic connection to the White Dragon, also of the West Sea Dragon Clan, that Tu Dragon would've fed the whole group all the way to Lingshan

Su Lin casually tossed away the toothpick he held, gazing at the wild mountains ablaze with autumn's deep crimson maple leaves; a sudden insight struck him, and he immediately wanted to draw one

At that moment, Kleine and Su Lin both felt a strong spiritual perception rise from within, and Su Lin additionally received a directional flow of information

They looked up toward one direction, piercing through the layered illusionary arts concealed beneath the void; images of mountaintops appeared in their minds

A cow, a woman, a child, and four demonic Daoist horns

Ignore the others for now—that ox-headed, human-bodied giant's identity was obvious

"Ox King, this monk doesn't eat beef"

Su Lin smiled and shattered the illusory detection spell; for Monkey's sake, there'd likely be no edible ox left on this journey west

"Why is Ox King here?" Meng Qi frowned

We've just crossed Heishui River, but Ox King's corresponding trial zone is Flame Mountain—tens of thousands of li away

"Probably brought over by Reincarnators," Han Li analyzed: "Hong Haizi and Princess Iron Fan are being played by Reincarnators; they'd have no reason not to exploit this existing advantage against us"

Han Li paused, then added:

"Add Ruyi Zhenxian to the mix—in the Journey to the West, he's Ox King's younger brother; if each trial corresponds to one Reincarnator team, we're likely facing at least three or more teams in alliance"

"They're targeting this monk," Su Lin smiled broadly

Though this Journey to the West world is a team battle instance, killing the scripture seekers yields massive rewards, and it is publicly known that eating Tang Seng's flesh grants immense cultivation and permanent physical enhancement.

Without the support of the Lingshan Reincarnators, a normal A-class Reincarnator team would become the target of everyone

Maximizing benefit is the most rational choice Reincarnators will make

Even if the scripture seekers' team possesses the highest combat power under normal circumstances, two fists still can't fight four hands—the universal truth remains: even a hero can't withstand overwhelming numbers

It's our team's configuration

Shi Hao thought for a moment and said: "If we kill his wife and child right before his eyes, this feud will never be resolved"

"So self-defense is justified," Su Lin said seriously: "For example, like this"

The wind ceased; sunlight shone brightly

Lotus of light, Buddhist resonance, Sanskrit chants, and a powerful palm appeared together; Su Lin leapt upward and slammed his palm into Hong Haizi's abdomen as the youth pierced the sky with his Fire-Tipped Spear—the brocade battle skirt burst into blazing light

Smoke and fire spread, scorching heaven and earth; inner fire, dantian fire, and nascent soul fire merged into the Three Pure Fires, continuously flowing from heart, qi, sea, and kidneys

Then three more beams of light shot into the blaze

"Younger brother, long time no see!" A massive shadow descended from the sky, carrying a man and a woman, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth: "I heard you caused chaos in Heaven, was suppressed by the Buddha beneath the Five Elements Mountain, and have only just escaped heavenly disaster—why didn't you come visit?"

He stared at Meng Qi, now transformed into golden-furred monkey form wielding the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and his eyes went blank

"Monkey"

His iron club lowered slightly; the towering demonic aura dimmed slightly

"Why didn't you come see your big brother?"

"Dad!"

The infant's cries made Ox King's pupils contract sharply—he looked upward, where crimson flames surged and black smoke blocked spiritual senses; yet like dawn's first light piercing clouds, a radiant beam pierced through and illuminated the earth

"Such petty tricks dare to show off before me? You clearly don't respect this monk!"

Boom—a horned head flew off and landed on the ground

"Great Heavenly Dragon! Great Luo Spell!"

Boom—another square-faced head flew off

"All Buddhas of Prajna!"

Thud—a bloodied deer antler fell to the ground

Then, a blazing, brilliant wind exploded outward, stinging faces with its heat; shockwaves swept through, shaking countless red leaves loose, spreading like tidal waves in all directions

"Dad!!!"

In the sky, Su Lin, clad in the Brocade Robe, gripping his staff with both hands, was about to pierce through Hong Haizi's protective divine aura and drive his nine-ring staff into him

Boom—

Ox King's demonic aura surged to an unimaginable level; his golden brocade armor materialized, and he swung his iron club straight at Su Lin, high above

The iron club roared through the heavens, its radiance threatening to shatter the nine layers of heaven as it hurtled toward Su Lin's head—but in that instant, Su Lin slapped the void with one palm and clamped his five fingers shut

Hong Haizi suddenly vanished from beneath his protective aura and reappeared in Su Lin's grasp, his throat seized and positioned directly in the path of the descending iron club

The iron club froze midair; Ox King, eyes blazing red, bellowed in a deep, guttural voice: "Release my son! I'll give you a quick death!"

"Amitabha"

Su Lin held Hong Haizi aloft, slowly shifting him aside so he could meet Ox King's gaze: "Ox King, you don't understand your situation?"

He tightened his grip—the boy's face turned deep crimson, his legs kicking wildly, uttering fragmented sounds

"Let him go! I'll let you leave!" Ox King extended his hands, his ox eyes redder than blood: "If he's harmed, I'll flay you alive today!"

"I am not a wicked person; why must it come to this?" Su Lin wore a compassionate expression, his gaze flicking downward, lips moving: "Look over there."

Niu Mowang froze, his pupils shrinking to needle-points.

"Big Brother," Ruyi Zhenxian hung suspended above by the Ruyi Jingu Bang, his robes torn, his breath faint, his immortal aura gone.

"Old Ox!" A woman wrapped in a floral headscarf and clad in a brocaded cloud robe was trampled under Shi Hao's feet, the Nine-Toothed Rake pressed to her face, leaving her pale with terror.

Niu Mowang was utterly bewildered; this turn of events exceeded his control, as if striking deep into his emotions—his chest heaved violently. As he turned back to look at Su Lin, his ox eyes seemed ready to devour any living thing.

"Ah Niu, I'm glad you can calm down," Su Lin pointed at Niu Mowang with his nine-ringed staff. "But the way you look at me—I don't like it."

"Master! Don't do this—I'm scared!" Lu Mingfei shouted from below.

"Didn't the monk bring them here?"

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Moo—!

Niu Mowang gripped his iron club tightly, his eyes brimming with even greater murderous intent: "Monkey!!!"

He threw his head back and roared, then turned his gaze downward to the 'Sun Wukong' who held Ruyi Zhenxian's life in his grasp.

"After all these years of brotherhood, have you no regard for it?!"

"She is my wife, my brother, my son! She is also your sister-in-law, your brother, your nephew!"

"You monkey, do you truly intend to sever all ties of loyalty and affection?!"

"Even I, Old Sun, can't defeat this monk. Brother Niu, just do as he says. At least we won't kill them right now."

It was unavoidable—after all, I hadn't yet decided what to do, and the Reincarnators had already arrived with Niu Mowang.

These Reincarnators likely judged Tang Seng's inheritance to be the weakest, so in this pilgrimage team, only the 'Monk'—who received no powerful enhancement—was the weakest.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be a problem: with the deceived Niu Mowang as backup, three or four teams could unite and strike first to gain the initiative upon exposure.

Then, Niu Mowang, Ruyi Zhenxian, Princess Tie Shan, and the three demon immortals together would be enough to handle the others.

Many ambush teams still lurked nearby.

But this Tang Sanzang happened to be the strongest fighter—attacking him was no different from attacking Buddha himself.

"Monkey"

Just as Niu Mowang was about to speak, he saw Princess Tie Shan, stuck to Shi Hao's Nine-Toothed Rake, pierced through the body—blood gushed from her mouth, her face filled with disbelief.

Shi Hao was stunned—he hadn't moved. How had she just thrown herself onto it?

"Old Ox… child…" Princess Tie Shan reached out, but her essence and spirit had collapsed like a cliff—her arm fell limply to the ground with a slap, her eyes still holding affection and terror.

Encountered a method actor.

Meng Qi smiled bitterly as he looked at Shi Hao beside him; the man wore an innocent expression, pulling the rake free from the fake Princess Tie Shan's body.

Blood splattered, crimson droplets falling from the nine gleaming, icy fangs.

Drip… drip…

Blood stained the soil, mingling with mud and sand as it spread outward.

"Mother…"

The Hong Haier in Su Lin's hand strained to produce a single sound.

"Enough."

In Niu Mowang's despairing gaze, Su Lin, face grim, snapped Hong Haier's neck—pure, radiant Buddhist fire consumed the body, turning it to ash.

"I, the monk," Su Lin spoke.

A white ox, towering over Shenzhou, appeared in the cosmos; as the method of expanding the body to match heaven and earth activated, the iron club swung down from above, brimming with overwhelming murderous intent, determined to annihilate all things.

Moo—!

"Old Ox, no!" "Father, don't!!!"

A voice seemed to rise from the maple forest, but was swallowed by the ox's bellow.

It was defiance. It was sorrow. It was the desperate, helpless cry of a tide of rage.

Su Lin stared coldly at the earth—six wings of radiant holiness, six wings of dark obscurity, a twelve-winged form composed of ash and light appeared behind him. With his back turned to the white ox bearing sun, moon, and stars, he ignored the falling iron club and walked toward a certain direction.

"I shall surely kill all who treat emotion as chess pieces, and stage plays to deceive others."

His form split into four: a white-haired monk holding prayer beads, clad in plain robes; a Daoist holding a fly whisk, dressed in purple imperial robes; a figure wrapped in a semi-transparent, writhing cloak of light and shadow; and the twelve-winged holy one.

Each walked toward the four cardinal directions: east, south, west, north.

Lu Mingfei covered his head and asked Kleine beside him: "That guy's angry too, right, Mr. Fool? Why are you smiling?"

"He's still the same guy I know," Kleine smiled. "At least I don't have to worry Su Lin will one day truly change his nature and become a movie villain—otherwise, I'd surely be chased down by his sword."

"Though I don't understand, and I really want to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate," Lu Mingfei tremulously pointed upward: "Gulu's first impact is probably still 109 seconds away—Liu Li Ge, take me with you!"

"I have no intention of leaving."

A figure flipped through the sky, leaping atop the Cloud Somersault.

"Wake up—!"

Phoenix plumes trembled atop the purple-gold crown, golden light flooded the heavens, magma formed armor, flames became a canopy—his thunderous roar echoed in layers, the final note bursting open.

With each step he took, he suddenly grew immense—his body measured heaven and earth, wreathed in radiant divine light, every hair standing erect, a terrifying, boundless aura rapidly spreading.

A beam of golden light shot from Meng Qi's eyes; the Eight-Nine Profound Art manifested his primordial true self, the Great Heavenly Immortal Scripture activated spontaneously—his Ruyi Jingu Bang transformed into a colossal pillar. Cracks appeared on its surface, and the aura leaking from them merged with Meng Qi.

As if by instinct, Meng Qi closed his eyes and opened them again.

Instantly, two more heads grew from his neck, four additional arms sprouted from his body—his power coalesced into two identical Ruyi Jingu Bangs in his hands.

The grotesque monkey face opened its jaws, revealing rows of sharp fangs; obeying his inner emotion, he roared to the heavens—the sound drowned out the mournful ox bellow:

"Ox!"

"Demon!"

"Wang!"

Dominant, furious, yet tinged with

nostalgia.

"Monkey"

The iron cudgel hesitated, but less than an instant later, it came down with resolve.

Four iron cudgels clashed, boundless immortal light erupted, transforming into Lei Ting that lashed at all things in the void, whirlwinds bursting and shredding all creation like dry grass and rotten wood.

Extinguishing all afflictions, erasing all love and hate.

In the end, have I truly seen you again?

"Sun Wukong."

Sun Wukong has become nothing.

"Tai Bai Jin Xing! I, Old Bull, treated you as the Hun Tian Di's special envoy with fine wine and fine food—did you come here to mock me?!"

"Bullshit! My Lady and my son are dead!? Your wife and son are dead!"

"Old Bull tells you this: don't think you're a celestial from the Heavenly Court and I won't lay hands on you! Five hundred years ago, my younger brother dared to wreak havoc in Heaven; even if I was a coward back then, that doesn't mean I'm a coward now!!!"

"If you threaten me with my Lady and Sheng Ying, Old Bull will die fighting to tear a piece of flesh off each and every one of you lofty immortals!"

The old man remained kind, showing not the slightest reaction to his words.

"This is already the fifth time. Why won't you wake up? Let go of those pilgrims."

"Let go? Wake up? My Lady and my son are waiting at home for meat! I'll let them go after just one piece—how stingy of you?!"