Chapter 609: Sun Wukong Requests a Battle

"???"

Yinjiao Dawang stood rooted to the spot, stunned, unable to react for a moment.

What did this Holy Monk just say? Sacrifice himself and let his body be eaten by a pack of wolves?

And he could still go see the Sanqing after dying?

Is this what a monk should say? What happened to being compassionate and saving all living beings?

This is too realistic!

But for the sake of the plan, Yinjiao Dawang immediately shouted aloud:

"Wait, Holy Monk. Do you really have the heart to stand by and watch me die, leaving me, a poor Taoist, alone in these wild mountains and forests?"

Xuanzang stopped in his tracks, pondered for a moment, and said, "I do."

After speaking, Xuanzang secretly used the Tiangang Thirty-Six divine ability to directly transform a dozen wild dogs.

"Awoo!"

In the bushes, a dozen wild dogs suddenly darted out; it was quite sudden.

"Uh..."

Yinjiao Dawang was shocked, his heart leaping into his throat, roaring inwardly: "Damn it, where did these wild dogs come from?"

This pack of wild dogs had glowing green eyes, a scorching aura, sharp mouths and fangs, and drool constantly spilled from their maws in excitement.

Not only was Yinjiao Dawang shocked, but Sun Wukong, Heixiong, and the others were also shocked by their master's maneuver.

With a single thought, the dozen wild dogs lunged at Yinjiao Dawang, biting frantically.

"Awoo! Awoo!"

Yinjiao Dawang screamed, waving his hands repeatedly in an attempt to push the wild dogs away, but how could it be that easy?

Moreover, he was still hiding his identity and could not use any divine abilities or spells at all.

In a moment, Yinjiao Dawang was ruined by this pack of wild dogs; his eyes were vacant, his clothes were tattered, and there were bite marks all over his body.

Having lived for so many years, this was the first time he had been bitten by a dog.

"How miserable," Heixiong couldn't help but say.

"Continue on our way," Xuanzang said calmly.

Wanting to stage a scam, how could it be that simple?

Wanting to get him hooked was even less simple!

He hadn't finished off this Yinjiao only out of respect for Laojun; in fact, even if he had, Laojun could still have resurrected him with his magic power.

The group walked further and further away, and Yinjiao Dawang, lying on the ground, grew angrier the more he thought about it.

Having suffered such a great loss, was it just going to end like this?

So what if he is a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Hmph!

Suddenly, a phantom flew out from the Taoist's body, while the Taoist's body turned into withered bones.

This was the Borrowing Corpse to Resurrect technique; the Taoist himself was already a dead man, merely possessed by Yinjiao.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, dark clouds pressed down, and a wild wind howled.

Hahaha~

A wild, arrogant laugh descended from the dark clouds, and Yinjiao Dawang stood upon the clouds, saying viciously:

"Halt! I opened this road, I planted these trees; if you want to pass this road, leave behind your toll money!"

"Master, five against one, the advantage is ours. Let old Sun go hammer him," Sun Wukong said, rubbing his fists and palms, eager for a fight.

"Go ahead," Xuanzang said.

A single Yinjiao was not worth him taking action.

Sun Wukong jumped onto a rock and shouted:

"Halt, where did this monster come from, daring to block your Grandpa Sun's path? Don't you know old Sun's name?"

Yinjiao Dawang revealed a proud smile and said:

"Monkey, I recognize you. You are the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses Sun Wukong, hahaha, a horse-keeper."

"..."

While Sun Wukong was speechless, his rage accumulated wildly; this monster was truly annoying, and Keeper of the Heavenly Horses was not something he could call him.

"Since you recognize old Sun, don't you know old Sun's capabilities, yet you still dare to block the road here?" Sun Wukong said.

Yinjiao Dawang remained arrogant and laughed:

"Sun Wukong, others may fear you, but I do not. You must know that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. In these Three Realms, there are many who can deal with you."

"What capabilities do you have?"

Sun Wukong asked, suddenly not so anxious to hammer Yinjiao Dawang.

Under Bajie's nagging, he also knew that most monsters on the Journey to the West might have backgrounds involving gods or Buddhas.

The Yinjiao Dawang before him also appeared to have the cultivation of a Golden Immortal, though his foundation was not that solid.

A Golden Immortal-level monster, if it were a wild monster, would not have the life for it and would have long since been sanctioned by the Heavenly Court.

Therefore, Sun Wukong analyzed that the Yinjiao before him likely had a Heavenly Court background.

"My capabilities are vast: Mountain Moving, Overturning Seas, Summoning Wind and Rain, and Resurrecting the Dead!"

Yinjiao Dawang was also frank and said it directly, without hiding anything.

"What a coincidence, old Sun can also do Mountain Moving. Why don't we have a contest of the Mountain Moving divine ability? If you win, you call old Sun 'Grandpa', and if you lose, old Sun will acknowledge you as my grandson," Sun Wukong said.

"Wait!"

Yinjiao Dawang waved his hand, his brows furrowed tightly; he felt something was wrong, but upon careful thought, there was no major problem.

"Are we competing or not? Make it quick," Sun Wukong urged.

Yinjiao Dawang was proud and immediately said, "Compete then, who's afraid of whom? But this king still has one condition: Houzi, if you lose, you must let your master surrender and be captured by us obediently?"

This was a bit of a scheme; despite his anger, Yinjiao Dawang knew the gap between himself and a Great Luo Golden Immortal, so he dared not strike at Xuanzang.

But as long as Xuanzang surrendered and did not resist, they could just go through the motions, and this tribulation would be a success without losing face.

Sun Wukong spread his hands and said, "I have to ask my master about that; I can't make the call. Master, what do you think? Should I just beat this monster to death and call off the competition?"

"..., this monkey," Yinjiao cursed inwardly.

"It doesn't matter, Wukong, go ahead and compete," Xuanzang smiled.

Although he had just played a trick on Yinjiao Dawang and did not let Wukong carry Yinjiao, the predestined fate in the dark seemed to be constantly correcting itself.

It seemed Wukong could not avoid being pressed by this great mountain once more.

Having received Xuanzang's affirmation, Sun Wukong showed joy on his face and said loudly:

"Monster, don't say I'm bullying you. I'll let you go first. Let's see how many mountains you can move and if I can carry them."

"...," Xuanzang.

Yinjiao Dawang's face was filled with wild joy, and he immediately chanted a spell: "Taishang Laojun, obey this command with haste. Mountain God, hear my order, Mount Emei, come!"

As the words fell, a great mountain ignored the distance of space and descended directly onto Sun Wukong's shoulders; it was the famous Mount Emei.

Carrying Mount Emei on his back, Sun Wukong felt the pressure, but still smiled:

"A mere Mount Emei is not enough. Bring another!"

Seeing this, Yinjiao Dawang showed a look of realization.

If a single Mount Emei could suppress Sun Wukong, Buddha would not have needed a Restriction under Five Fingers Mountain back then.

"Mountain God, hear my order, Mount Tai! Obey this command with haste!"

Another great mountain pressed down; it was Mount Tai, the head of the Five Sacred Mountains, known as the number one mountain under heaven.

The pressure of Mount Tai was not even in the same league as Mount Emei; the ground beneath Sun Wukong's feet caved in, revealing a large pit.

"Good fellow!"

Even Sun Wukong was secretly startled.

Mount Tai is the ancestor of all mountains, the patriarch of the Five Sacred Mountains, the grandson of the Heavenly Emperor, and the residence of the gods.

This monster's background was truly strong to have actually summoned Mount Tai; this Mount Tai is the dojo of Dongyue Dadi, showing how extensive his connections are.

Moreover, Mount Tai gathers the power of humanity in Renjian and the Qi of Luck of imperial power, carrying immense Karma.

If Sun Wukong were not already an Immortal Golden Immortal, he would likely not be able to carry it and might even explode.

"Monster, I admit you have some skill, but it's still not enough!

Hahaha!" Sun Wukong laughed wildly.