Chapter 473: Twisting off the Bone Lady's head to make soup?

"This is the Baigu Yaoguo; it truly is overflowing with demonic aura."

Sun Wukong opened his Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze, only to see the sky above the kingdom's city in the distance shrouded in yin energy, with black clouds blocking the sun.

At its center stood a gloomy, ancient Imperial Palace, continuously absorbing yin energy from all directions.

"Master, it really is a great demon," Sun Wukong said.

"Houzi, don't be careless," Bajie warned.

"Old Sun has recently been practicing the God Elephant Prison Suppressing, my magic power has greatly increased, and I've learned some new divine abilities; I was just looking for an opponent, hehe," Sun Wukong said.

"Look at how smug you are," Bajie said, jealous.

It was a pity Master hadn't taught him the God Elephant Prison Suppressing, but that didn't mean Master wasn't good to him; Master had even given him his own Flat Peach before.

During this time, he had also seen the monkey practicing the God Elephant Prison Suppressing; it was indeed difficult to cultivate, unlike ordinary divine abilities and techniques, as it required a very solid foundation of Flesh.

Master was right; if one could master all of the Tiangang Thirty-Six Transformations, one could likewise transcend the mundane and become a saint.

"Presumably, from the moment we entered the Baigu Yaoguo, Baigu Furen already knew," Xuanzang said.

"She definitely knows. With Baigu Furen's cultivation, the entire Baigu Yaoguo is under her control," Bajie said.

"Master, what do you say we do?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Baigu Furen's original form is a skeleton. This Baigujing, who has lived for who knows how many years, must have absorbed quite a bit of the essence of the sun and moon. If we could boil a pot of bone soup, it should be quite good," Xuanzang said.

Sun Wukong's eyes brightened upon hearing this, and he said:

"Hehe, Master. Old Sun understands. I'll go over right now, twist off that Baigu Furen's head, and make bone soup for you."

As he finished speaking, Sun Wukong performed a somersault and went straight into the Imperial Palace of the Baigu Yaoguo.

"Damn~ Monkey Brother, why are you so brave?" Bajie couldn't help but say.

"He is worthy of being the Great Senior Brother," Heixiongjing gave a thumbs up and smiled foolishly.

"You black bear, what are you laughing at? Without even knowing the situation of the hidden cards, that dead monkey just went to fight the demon; isn't this putting himself in an unfavorable position?" Bajie said.

"Second Senior Brother, you are slightly boosting others' morale and dampening your own. No matter what, Great Senior Brother is the Great Saint who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. Looking across the Three Realms, besides the ancient Great Ability, who else could do anything to Great Senior Brother?" Bailong said.

"Xiaobai, you are still too young. Right now, I just hope the monkey can successfully twist off the opponent's head to make soup for Master," Bajie said.

"However, just using bones to make soup seems a bit monotonous.

Bajie, Xiaobai, Heixiong, each of you contribute a tiny bit; your Master doesn't have many requirements."

Xuanzang looked at his adorable disciples, plump and sturdy, his gaze shining.

Hiss!

Bailong, Bajie, and Shaseng gasped.

Only the honest Heixiongjing said:

"In ancient times, the Buddha cut his Flesh to feed the eagle; being able to sacrifice myself for Master is truly a great honor."

"This bear has been made stupid by studying Buddhism; those Buddhist Dharma are all meant to deceive these honest people. If one doesn't speak in a high-sounding and righteous manner, how can one swindle the incense money of the masses?" Bajie muttered.

"Heixiong, you have great Buddha-nature," Xuanzang smiled.

"Compared to the Holy Monk Master, I am still far behind," Heixiong said modestly.

On the other side, Sun Wukong had already flown to the Imperial Palace of the Baigu Yaoguo.

Although this Imperial Palace was vast, covering a thousand acres, it was devoid of people, like a silent land of the dead, where one could see many drifting, ethereal spirits.

The Baigu Yaoguo was a kingdom of the dead.

There were humans here too, but most could only hide in corners to live, barely clinging to life.

Because every so often, Baigu Furen's army of spirits would appear and take away the young and strong.

And those young and strong never returned.

The Heavenly Court had once managed the situation here.

But because of the special reasons, it later became a Tribulation of the Journey to the West to be resolved.

Previously, experts from the Human Race Taoism, Shushan, Longhu Mountain, and the Celestial Master Mansion had come to the Baigu Yaoguo.

But without exception, not a single cultivator had been able to walk out alive.

"Hey!"

"Baigujing, come out for Old Sun?!"

"Hurry up and stick your head over, let Old Sun twist off your head."

Sun Wukong shouted in the sky, his voice spreading to every corner of the Baigu Yaoguo.

At this moment, Sun Wukong was draped in a brilliant golden armor and red robe, wearing the Phoenix-Winged Purple Gold Crown, effectively restoring the skin he had when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

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Inside the Imperial Palace, Baigu Furen was stunned.

She had been thinking about how to deal with Xuanzang and his disciples, whether she needed to use a strategy of sowing discord or a beauty trap.

Who would have thought that this Great Saint Sun Wukong would actually take the initiative to attack her door.

As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling face.

She hadn't done anything wrong yet, and this unruly monkey had come to stir up trouble; was this appropriate?

"Dead monkey, this seat will see how much weight you have."

Baigu Furen turned into a wisp of gray smoke and vanished from the spot, instantly appearing outside.

Following Baigu Furen's appearance, tens of thousands of spirits from all directions in the area centered around her approached, surrounded her, and guarded her in the center.

"You are Baigu Furen!"

Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze flickered; in his eyes, this beauty wearing a white-feathered palace robe with a dignified temperament but a pale complexion turned into a skeleton!

Baigu Furen interpreted what a true "pink skull" was.

Unfortunately, Sun Wukong didn't understand human aesthetics at all; no matter how beautiful this Baigujing was, she wasn't as beautiful as a little female monkey with fur.

"You unruly monkey, how can you be allowed to run wild in the land of the Baigu Furen's Imperial Palace?"

Baigu Furen scolded, her gaze sharp and naturally imposing without anger; tens of thousands of vengeful spirits all around roared together, shaking the heavens and making the spirits weep, while black clouds churned like terrifying waves.

Sun Wukong, however, smiled without a care, resting the Golden Cudgel on his shoulder, and said:

"Don't talk about your Imperial Palace; I, Old Sun, have even smashed the High Heaven Palace of the old man Jade Emperor, I have also visited the Tushita Palace of Taishang Laojun, and I have even urinated in the palm of Tathagata Buddha.

So, you bone spirit, who do you think you are?"

Upon hearing this, Baigu Furen was secretly furious.

If it were an ordinary minor deity, she could destroy the opponent with a single spell.

But this Sun Wukong is also a Golden Immortal, and he possesses a Jingang indestructible body, with a head of copper and bones of iron.

Killing him is somewhat troublesome.

"Unruly monkey, cease your insolence," Baigu Furen said, word by word.

"Heh heh, insolent? Soon, I, Old Sun, will twist off your skull to make soup for my master. Monster, be sensible and dismantle yourself; if I, Old Sun, have to do it myself, hmph hmph!" Sun Wukong threatened.

"You go too far!"

Baigujing was burning with rage upon hearing this, her entire being surging with baleful energy; she had always been the one to devour others, and now she was actually going to be stewed by someone else—was there any justice in this world?

She waved her large hand, and the tens of thousands of vengeful spirits around her rushed toward Sun Wukong like a mountain flood or a tsunami.

These vengeful spirits had absorbed the baleful energy of heaven and earth, and after thousands of years of accumulation, they had long since transformed into great evils of heaven and earth.

Each one was no less powerful than a Ghost General or Ghost Marshal of the Underworld!

An ordinary deity, facing such an overwhelming force, would likely perish on the spot.

Sun Wukong, untamed and rebellious, laughed loudly:

"Mist of Aolai, Huaguoyuan, one staff to settle the seas, ten thousand demons bow!"

"Be extinguished for me, Old Sun!"