Chapter 31

However, if Haotian knew what Tianpeng was thinking in his heart, perhaps he wouldn't have this attitude.

"We know!" The celestial beings nodded hurriedly.

"Suppressing the demon race to increase prestige—this must be targeting the Buddhist Sect, right?" The celestial beings thought, as clear as a mirror.

However, Tianpeng truly exerted himself, managing to withstand three moves in Guanyin's hands, although it was merely passive endurance; after all, it has been decided, hasn't it?

Especially the final move, when Guanyin sealed the space, Tianpeng still bore it head-on, truly formidable!

This strange divine ability—no one knows where Tianpeng obtained this opportunity, but they know Tianpeng is about to rise!

However, Sun Wukong had been staying on Mount Huaguo for several days, having been granted a long vacation by Chen Nuo, so he wasn't in a hurry to return.

Even when visiting relatives, Sun Wukong did not relax his knife technique practice******!

While cutting fruit, Sun Wukong's knife suddenly snapped.

"Was it because I used too much force chopping that monkey earlier?" Sun Wukong furrowed his brows, thinking.

Although the Six-Eared Macaque is rather weak, it is not an ordinary opponent; if not for wrapping the kitchen knife in magical power, perhaps he too couldn't have chopped that monkey.

But this directly caused the kitchen knife to be unable to bear the load.

Ah...

Sun Wukong sighed, somewhat regretfully walking out of the secret chamber, having used this kitchen knife for ten years, still a gift from his master—how could he not feel sorrow?

He also didn't know whether his master would blame him.

"Great King, what's wrong with you?" A long-armed ape from Mount Huaguo, puzzled, hurried over to ask.

"My weapon is broken." Sun Wukong said, displeased.

"Broken? Good!" Upon hearing this, the long-armed ape was so happy he nearly jumped up.

Sun Wukong glanced at him lightly and said: "Oh? You look quite happy?"

"No, no!" The long-armed ape hurriedly shook his head. Sun Wukong recalled how, just a few days prior, he had violently beaten the Six-Eared Macaque, the feat still vivid in mind, and immediately explained: "This little one is happy because he helped the Great King think of a solution!"

"Oh?" Sun Wukong became interested: "Quickly, say it!"

"We are here, in the Eastern Sea, and within this Eastern Sea lies a Dragon Palace, where all treasures in the world exist. The Great King only needs to go and request a suitable weapon—wouldn't that be fine?"

Sun Wukong furrowed his brows: "Wouldn't this be too impolite?"

Who comes just after meeting someone and immediately demands their belongings?

"No, no!" The long-armed ape waved his hands: "I've heard the Old Dragon King is kind and generous—whoever goes gets something."

The long-armed ape also told Sun Wukong the exact location of the Dragon Palace.

"Ah, I see." Sun Wukong rubbed his chin: "This Old Dragon King is truly wealthy—then this Old Sun will go too!"

Having said that, he leapt into the sea.

"Finally persuaded to leave." The long-armed ape breathed a sigh of relief; these past days he had been worried to death, with no chance to sleep.

If it were because of him that the Buddhist Sect could not continue the Journey to the West, then he would indeed be a great sinner.

On this side, Sun Wukong entered the Eastern Sea, following the route given by the long-armed ape, and arrived at the Dragon Palace's location.

"Indeed wealthy!" Sun Wukong gazed upon the resplendent Dragon Palace and couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to this, his Mount Huaguo appears rather shabby, yet in his heart, no matter how fine a place, it still cannot surpass his master's Chaos Residence.

"Who goes there!" The shrimp soldiers and crab generals guarding the Dragon Palace gate blocked Sun Wukong's path.

"This Old Sun is from Mount Huaguo, your Dragon King's neighbour. I've heard the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea is kind and generous, so I've come specially to request a weapon." Sun Wukong laughed hehe, his attitude very good.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals beside them suddenly became agitated.

"You're farting!" The shrimp soldier waved his spear.

"Eh..."

Sun Wukong was like a monk of two meters who couldn't grasp head or tail.

"Kind and generous my ass,

My pay hasn't been issued for ages!" The shrimp soldier righteously indignant.

"What?" The crab general also wore a look of shock: "You haven't received pay either?"

"You too?"

The unfortunate brothers immediately embraced each other, while Sun Wukong wore a look of speechlessness—really now?

He patted the crab general's shell and said: "What else? Otherwise, you bring Old Sun inside, and I'll tell you all about it when I arrive?"

"Thank you, Immortal!" The weeping shrimp soldier and crab general hurriedly expressed gratitude.

The crab general stood up and led Sun Wukong inward.

"Report to the Dragon King: this one is an Immortal Ascendant from Mount Huaguo, saying he has important matters to discuss with the Dragon King." The crab general finished speaking, gave Sun Wukong a pleading look, then turned and left.

"Indeed he has come!" The Dragon King secretly thought in his heart.

"May I ask, Immortal, what important matter brings you here?"

"I've heard the Dragon King, you are kind and generous for the dragon's sake, so I wish to request a suitable treasure from you." Sun Wukong grinned.

"Kind and generous? Who told you that?" Ao Guang rolled his eyes, though the Buddhist Sect had already sent word, so he had no choice but to comply.

"Someone come, fetch weapons!" Ao Guang gestured, preparing to issue orders.

"Wait!" Sun Wukong leapt forward to stop: "This Old Sun doesn't want ordinary soldiers; this Old Sun simply wants a treasure in the form of a kitchen knife."

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang was utterly dazed: a kitchen knife treasure? What nonsense?

How could such a treasure possibly be deliberately crafted into a kitchen knife?

"Immortal, you jest—where in this world is there a treasure in the form of a kitchen knife?" Ao Guang said.

How could this monkey not follow common sense? Clearly, the Buddhist Sect said to take the Dinghai Divine Needle, yet here it has become a kitchen knife?

What situation is this!

Sun Wukong disbelieved—wasn't each of his master's Divine Astonishment Three-Piece Set a top-tier treasure?

Clearly having nothing himself, yet claiming there's nothing in the world, no wonder he's withholding the shrimp soldiers and crab generals' salary silver—his character is not impressive.

Sun Wukong silently calculated in his heart, then spoke: "Since Dragon King, you have nothing here, then this Old Grandson will take my leave!"

Having said that, he prepared to step away, and now Ao Guang was utterly dumbfounded.

How did he just leave?

"Immortal Ascendant, please wait!" Ao Guang shouted anxiously; if today he doesn't let the monkey take the weapon, his Dragon Palace won't fare well either.

"I still have treasure here!"

Ao Guang pattered over to Sun Wukong's side, utterly like a lackey.

"Immortal Ascendant, please follow me."

After Ao Guang finished speaking, he grabbed the monkey and walked toward the direction of the Dinghai Divine Needle; he also didn't prepare to test with a big halberd or a Fangtian Huaji.

What if he runs away again?

This monkey acts unreasonably, completely unlike what the Buddhist Sect says.

Having approached, Ao Guang pointed to this pillar standing on the shore of the Long Gong and said to Sun Wukong: "This is the Dinghai Divine Needle left by Da Yu when he controlled the waters, a Meritorious Treasure of Postnatal Virtue, weighing thirteen thousand five hundred catties."

"If Immortal Ascendant can move it, I will give it to Immortal Ascendant!"

Ao Guang said this with a pang of pain yet without losing pride.

"This is also not a kitchen knife!" Sun Wukong said lightly: "I won't take it!"

Having said that, he turned around and left again, frightening the Dragon King who hurriedly grabbed him: "Immortal Ascendant, why don't you try it?"

"This Old Grandson has no need for it!"

"Immortal Ascendant, Old Dragon King, I beg you, go try it—if you don't try, how will you know if it's good or not?" Ao Guang was almost hugging his leg.

This made Sun Wukong feel somewhat embarrassed.

It seems this Eldest Dragon King's character isn't that bad either—at least like what the Long-Armed Ape Monkey said, this not taking it won't do.

After sizing him up again, Sun Wukong helplessly sighed; well, if it really won't work, I'll take it back to fill my master's shop as decoration.