Chapter 50: Shocking! Another Monkey Pops Up on the East Sea Shore?

Sun Wukong silently picked up the bamboo broom.

The broom was old; the bamboo's outer skin was worn smooth and shining, and a few peach leaves of unknown age clung to it.

He held the broom as if he were holding Master's warm, dry hand.

Facing the empty hall, Sun Wukong slowly knelt.

There was no earth‑shaking oath.

He merely, with utmost respect, bowed his head to the void three times.

Each bow was profoundly sincere.

"Master, rest assured."

Standing, he carefully stored the broom within his Original Spirit, placing it together with the Golden Cudgel.

Having done all that, he straightened his back.

When the old man left, the sky seemed truly heavier than before.

It was an unprecedented pressure, and also an unprecedented drive.

Stepping out of the hall, Kong Xuan anxiously waited outside.

Seeing Sun Wukong emerge, she hurried forward to greet him.

"Senior…"

"Master has left."

Sun Wukong's tone was very calm.

Kong Xuan was startled, reading a hint of loneliness on his expressionless, thunder‑god face.

She asked nothing more, simply extending her hand to gently grasp his hand, which was covered with old calluses.

"I'm still here."

Sun Wukong's body stiffened for a moment, and he reversed his hand to clutch that delicate, boneless little hand in his palm.

"Let's go home."

"Back to Mount Huaguo."

…

Three days later.

Mount Huaguo, Water Curtain Cave.

Within the Three Realms, all the named demon kings gathered here at this moment.

The Kunpeng Demon Master of the North Sea, the Bull Demon King of Xiniu Hezhou, and even some ancient great demons who had never emerged from seclusion all appeared one after another.

Inside the hall, it was packed to the brim.

Beyond the hall, a swath of darkness pressed down, leaving no space for even a single small demon to stand.

All the demons' gazes reverently turned toward the throne at the highest point of Water Curtain Cave, forged from ten‑thousand‑year cold jade.

Sun Wukong sat on it in a grand, horse‑like, golden‑knife posture.

Kong Xuan, dressed in five‑colored palace attire, stood quietly beside him, her phoenix eyes bearing authority as she scanned the crowd of demons below.

"Everyone."

Sun Wukong spoke; his voice was not loud, yet it rang clearly across the whole Mount Huaguo.

"From today onward, the Three Realms shall have new rules."

He rose, the Golden Cudgel appearing in his hand, and struck the ground heavily.

"Dong!"

The entire Mount Huaguo trembled.

"I proclaim, the Demon Court, established!"

"From now on, the demon race shall no longer be a prey for oppression, nor a plaything ridden by gods and Buddhas!"

"Demons, too, shall live honorably within this world!"

"Roar—!"

The crowd of demons boiled over.

Countless demons, moved to tears, raised their arms and shouted.

"Great Sage is mighty!"

"Long live the Demon Court!"

The shouts suppressed for countless years gathered into a soaring qi, rising straight to the clouds.

Sun Wukong raised his hand, silencing the clamor.

"Now that the Demon Court is established, there must be laws."

"Article One: All living beings are equal, with no distinction of rank or status. Under our Demon Court, humans, demons, ghosts, and devils are all Living Beings and may not kill each other without cause."

"Article Two: Abolish the old Heavenly Court calendar, elevate the Demon Court, and reset the order of the Three Realms."

"Article Three: Enlighten the people, spread the Dao. Anyone with sentient intelligence may enter Mount Huaguo to study, regardless of origin or lineage."

…

One by one, the brand‑new statutes were proclaimed from Sun Wukong's mouth.

This was no longer a simple claim of mountain rulership, but the embryonic form of an entirely new civilization.

The Bull Demon King listened, his heart filled with sincere admiration, and was the first to stand up, kneeling on one knee.

"Old Bull is willing to be the Demon Court's vanguard, guarding Xiniu Hezhou, and will faithfully obey the Great Sage's command!"

"Kunpeng is willing to be the Demon Court's Demon Master, to spread the Great Sage's teachings to ten thousand demons!"

One by one, the great demons voiced their support, and a brand‑new, Mount Huaguo‑centered massive power rose swiftly upon the ruins.

Heavenly Court trembled, tightly closed the four Heavenly Gates, daring not to make the slightest move.

The Buddhist sect had completely fallen to second-rate, huddled in a corner of Xiniu Hezhou, barely surviving, not even daring to leave its mountain gate.

What no one expected was the reaction of the mortal world.

The Great Tang.

Inside Chang'an City.

The temples that once enshrined the Buddha Patriarch's Golden Body, overnight, all replaced with new statues.

That statue was a monkey clad in Golden Armor and holding a Tiěbàng.

The common folk discovered that worshipping this monkey was far more effective than worshipping Buddha.

Pray for rain, and it will surely fall the next day.

Pray for safety, and within a hundred miles not even a petty thief can be seen.

Thus, streams of pure incense vow-power gathered from all directions, flowing toward Mount Huaguo.

The fame of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven spread among humans even faster than among demons.

Days passed one by one.

Under the rule of the demon court, the Three Realms displayed an unprecedented vitality.

Sun Wukong handled various trivial matters each day, busy to the point of not touching the ground.

Mediating land disputes between the lions of Lion Camel Ridge and the pangolins of the neighboring hill.

He ruled that a rabbit demon who stole a human child's candied hawthorn must compensate ten candied hawthorns.

He even personally designed a housing renovation plan for the monkey troop of Mount Huaguo, ensuring each monkey would get a 'sea-view cave' with a balcony.

Although he found it troublesome, seeing those faces smiling from the heart gave him an indescribable sense of reassurance.

This, perhaps, is what Master meant by 'guard your own home.'

However, the tree wishes for calm, but the wind will not cease.

This day.

Sun Wukong was dozing on the throne, while Kong Xuan stood beside him, massaging his shoulders.

Suddenly, his mind stirred.

A breath sharing the same origin, yet tinged with a twisted, feral aura, appeared in the far east.

He abruptly opened his eyes.

Those Fiery Golden Eyes instantly pierced through billions of miles of void.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Aolai Kingdom, the seaside of Mount Huaguo.

The immortal stone he used at his birth, unknown when, had once again condensed into form.

At this moment, the immortal stone violently trembled, spiderweb-like cracks covering its surface.

「Crack—」

A crisp sound.

The immortal stone exploded with a boom.

What sprang out from inside was nothing else.

It was also a monkey!

One…… that looked exactly like him, down to the distribution of facial hair, a little monkey!

The little monkey stood among the rubble, blankly looking at its own hands, then at this strange world.

Finally, its gaze seemed to sense something, looking toward the direction of Mount Huaguo's Water Curtain Cave.

In those eyes, there was no newborn innocence or purity.

Only cold, unhidden ferocity, and…… a greed and desire for destruction toward everything in this world.

「This…… 」"

Inside the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong sprang to his feet, his expression freezing.

This monkey, he recognized.

Or rather, he recognized that aura.

That was, when he severed the three corpses to prove the Dao, the most troublesome and also most obsessive thing he cut out—the evil corpse!

The evil corpse incarnation of the Spirit Stone Monkey!