Mythology

Chapter 501 Imperial Brother
"Little Drill Wind?"

Little Drill Wind, though clearly a leopard transformed into a demon, wagged its tail like a dog, saying, "Your Majesty, if you order me to go east, I would never dare to go west."

As he spoke, he looked out the window at the Great Agricultural Office.

Now, the only one we can count on is Yang He. Although we don't know his origins, his intense demonic aura suggests he is definitely a great demon king.

Yang He stared at Little Drill for a long time. In the original work, Little Drill was a patrolling demon of Lion Camel Ridge, whose catchphrase was "The king ordered me to patrol the mountain."

"Little Drill Wind, who brought you to the Women's Kingdom with you?"

"Your Majesty, Little Drill Wind came to the Kingdom of Women on its own."

As Xiao Zuanfeng spoke, he secretly observed Yang He's expression.

Yang He's expression was subtle. Perhaps the greatest obstacle in Journey to the West, Lion Camel Ridge, had already been destroyed? Come to think of it, the Green-haired Lion Monster and the Yellow-toothed Elephant had died at Sun Wukong's hands beforehand.

Without Kong Xuan as a powerful ally, the Golden-Winged Roc can no longer stir up any trouble.

"Your Majesty, Little Drill Wind will never have any disloyal intentions in the future."

Little Drill didn't understand Yang He's thoughts and kept professing his loyalty.

Seeing this, Yang He did not investigate further, as the current trouble had not yet been resolved.

He withdrew his gaze and sensed the demonic energy flowing within his body.

All the regular characters are at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, but the Yellow-Eyebrowed King is too weak. Let's try the Immortal Transformation Technique first, as it still has some power.

Little Drill bowed and scraped: "Your Majesty, is there anything else you require?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

May Your Majesty live a long and prosperous reign!

"Your Majesty, this lowly demon believes that those immortals and Buddhas are avoiding you!!"

The lesser demons gradually came to their senses and followed Little Drill Wind in flattering him, fearing that they would be abandoned by Yang He when the time came.

Yang He chuckled and turned to look outside the temple.

The Grand Agricultural Bureau seems to be searching for something in the Women's Kingdom. Even if it's not targeting Yang He, it will soon be discovered if they don't take action.

The temple fell silent. The lesser demons noticed that the characters on the Nuo flags that made up Yang He's face were moving and eventually forming a 'puppet'.

Yang He used the Nuo Xiang Gui to communicate with the Ghost True Lord of the future.

It is completely different from performing the Transformation Technique.

Yang He could sense that the Immortal Transformation Technique was more closely related to the permanent characters, even to the point of being subordinate to them, and that the permanent characters could not resist the Immortal Transformation Technique.

The Nuoxiang ghost is different; the Yellow-Eyebrowed King is a believer who prays to the Ghost True Lord for blessings.

Even if Ghost Lord is himself, and there is no possibility of backlash, it is still completely different from what he was before.

Yang He's protective aura condensed into a strange theatrical costume.

The costume was dark red all over, as if it had been soaked in blood and then dried. The hem was sewn with dense human finger bones, which kept colliding with each other and making a soft clicking sound.

The cuffs and collar were covered with countless pupils, and deep within the pupils was reflected the Netherworld Patrolman Yuan Zhenjun, who was buried deep in the Ruins of Guixu in later generations.

Yang He then began to dance in an extremely strange manner.

His joints seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, his movements were stiff and strange, and every move he made expressed the madness of Nuo opera.

The lesser demons were horrified, and at the same time realized that they could not move.

Invisible threads extended from inside and outside Yang He's body, silently binding their joints and beginning to move with him.

A sinister black mist enveloped the temple, completely isolating the interior from the exterior.

Yang He stared at the Great Agriculture Master, who had already faintly touched the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and was not currently in his true form.

His gaze fell on the earthenware jar in the arms of the Grand Minister of Agriculture.

Hysterical crying could be heard from inside. At the same time, because the Grand Agriculture Bureau was collecting taxes in the present-day Women's Kingdom, the number of arms that made up the body was increasing, and the body was becoming larger and larger.

The earthenware pot is decorated with the character for "happiness," clearly indicating that she is the bride Liu Asan was talking about. I wonder what kind of changes have occurred in the Kingdom of Women.

“Don’t move.”

With a thought, Yang He suspended the Precious Bone Tomb in mid-air, and a large number of human-faced peaches burrowed into the ground.

The human-faced peach quickly merged into its specific location, forming a unique life-giving structure. With the Ghost Lord's ability to conceal his aura, it protected the lesser demons.

The black mist isolated the temple from all other sounds, even breathing could no longer be heard.

Little Drill Wind's eyes widened. He could feel his demonic aura being forcibly suppressed by some force, and only reverence remained between his brows.

"I wonder who Your Majesty is? Could you be a barbaric, alien species transformed into a demon?"

He looked at Yang He, only to find that Yang He's gaze remained fixed on the outside of the temple.

The Great Agricultural Office came to a halt.

The towering figure slowly rotated, countless arms simultaneously halting, grasping at nothing. The clattering within the ceramic jar also ceased abruptly.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

Finally, the figure of the Grand Agricultural Officer gradually became blurred, as if it was about to disappear.

"They...they left?"

"Your Majesty is indeed wise and mighty, the enlightened ruler we lowly demons have been waiting for day and night."

Yang He ignored Xiao Zuanfeng and frowned as he stared at the Da Nong Si, as if there was a reason why the Da Nong Si had suddenly appeared in the real Daughter Kingdom.

Although he has only recently taken human form, his consciousness had already attached itself to the stubborn rock half a day ago.

The stone demon's ability to steal stubborn stones was also aided by Yang He himself.

Yang He was at least 70% certain that the Grand Agriculture Bureau was after him, but this feeling was very subtle. How to put it, the Grand Agriculture Bureau's target should not be the Yellow-Eyebrow King.

Perhaps among the other regular characters, only the aura of the Yellow-Eyebrowed King has a slight connection.

"and many more."

Yang He narrowed his eyes and gently stroked Little Drill's head. "Little Drill, how long has it been since you guys encountered... an inner demon?"

Little Drill looked surprised, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Your Majesty, we are not quite sure either. Could it be that the Heart Demon cares about us little demons?"

They had always lived in the market, dependent on various demon kings.

Because they stick together, they only need to face one inner demon. Only when they are scattered in different places, like immortals and Buddhas, can they be gradually defeated by the inner demon.

Logically, the little demon should have been attacked by her inner demons after leaving the market.

However, the inner demons did not appear for a long time.

The weasel demon said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, perhaps the inner demon has already been subdued..."

Yang He shook his head slightly. What a joke! The moment the Yellow-Eyebrowed King descended upon the world of legends, the inner demon should have appeared immediately.

He could vaguely sense the presence of his inner demons, which were also unexpected.

There can only be one thing: the inner demon is deliberately avoiding... Da Nong Si?

Or rather, what are the entities behind the Great Agricultural Company?
The inner demon certainly doesn't have clairvoyance, but it still has the instinct to ward off disasters and avoid calamities. The Kingdom of Women is essentially a large Taoist temple, and the only thing the inner demon might fear is being trapped deep in the Mother-Child River.

"How about... we test the waters a bit?"

Yang He narrowed his eyes. He could influence the inner demons. If he used this to test the Great Agriculture Division, would it get out of control?
"But maybe we can find out the truth about the Kingdom of Women. I don't believe that the immortals and Buddhas went deep into the so-called Mother-Child River for no reason just to go on vacation."

"Anyway, the damage to the inner demon won't affect the promotion."

"At worst, I can use my true form from the main world to overcome the tribulation."

Yang He pointed his index finger at his brow, and demonic energy gathered on his forehead, forming countless distracting thoughts that were continuously transmitted to his inner demon.

Influenced by his inner demons, he gradually became restless.

Snapped.

A crisp sound of shattering tiles came from the south of the city, followed by the collapse of a building. The inner demon emerged from the well; after a long absence, its four heads had fully formed, and the aura it emitted caused Yang He to frown deeply.

Yang He immediately concluded that even with the Treasure Bone Mausoleum and the Eight Trigrams Furnace set up in advance, the Yellow-Eyebrowed King was no match for the inner demon. How could the modified version of the Immortal Transformation Technique possibly contend with the complete version?

To think that one can subdue one's inner demons is simply a pipe dream.

"Ugh."

Yang He looked somewhat helpless. The remains of the other regular characters were rejected by the real Women's Kingdom as soon as they were brought into it, which meant that they could only play the role of the Yellow-Eyebrowed King, putting them at a natural disadvantage.

The cries of the Grand Farmer intensified, and blood flowed from countless arms.

The vermilion lacquer on the earthenware pot began to melt, and thick asphalt flowed out of the pot.

As expected, Da Nong Si came for the inner demon. His already ethereal body solidified again, and in an instant, his limbs began to extend towards the inner demon.

"Brother Royal Brother!!!"

Yang He was taken aback when he heard a charming woman's murmur coming from the earthenware pot.

In the original work, the Queen of the Women's Kingdom addresses Tang Sanzang as "Royal Brother," mainly because of the sworn brotherhood between Tang Sanzang and Li Shimin.

"Huh? Why would you mistake your inner demon for Tang Sanzang?"

Yang He watched helplessly as the inner demon was entangled by the arm. The five-colored divine light surged and scattered, but it was still unable to do anything to Da Nong Si. It only managed to shatter part of the arm before being embraced by Da Nong Si.

"Inner demons are conceived by using the true self as a template."

"Therefore, the inner demon also possesses the flesh of Tang Sanzang in its true form, and its true form, due to becoming the ancestor of humanity, is even more Tang Sanzang-like than Tang Sanzang."

Yang He's lips twitched. In a sense, the time when the true body went to the world of the legend was before Tang Sanzang was even born, so the true body was the first Tang Sanzang in the world.

Calling him "Royal Brother" is perfectly acceptable.

The voice from the earthen pot was hysterical, "Brother Imperial Brother, an auspicious day..."

After saying this, the Grand Agriculture Office completely disappeared.

Yang He was conflicted, wondering if he should conceive a new inner demon.

"What does this mean? Could it be that the inner demon has been dragged off to marry the Queen of the Women's Kingdom? Elder Tang's good fortune in love has actually fallen on the inner demon."

Yang He licked his lips, realizing that the Women's Kingdom had a long history of holding marriage proposals.

Before the arrival of the four pilgrims, the bride in the jar had already appeared in the Women's Kingdom. Could this be related to the Mother-Child River and the Abortion Spring?

Yang He pondered for a long time until a light appeared on the horizon.

He looked around at the little demon, his gaze fixed on Little Drill Wind. "Little Drill Wind, why do you call this place the Mother-Child River? Is there a connection between the upstream and downstream?"

Little Drill swallowed hard and quickly leaned closer to Yang He: "Your Majesty, all the demon kings call the Women's Kingdom the River of Mother and Child, as if it can be entered through some kind of reincarnation."

The spider demon added, "Besides the upstream, there is another place at the end of the Mother-Child River, which King Linggan mentioned before going upstream."

"Reincarnation?"

After pondering for a while, Yang He wondered if the resistance of the Mother-Child River to him was also due to reincarnation?

"Little Drill Wind, where's the endless stream of human flesh?"

Little Drill Wind nodded vigorously, "The demon kings in the market all know that they can take human flesh directly from the jars, and they can provide as much as you want."

The little demons present had never tasted human flesh before the Women's Kingdom.

They made rapid progress in their cultivation by eating people, but eating people had its drawbacks; as their cultivation increased, it became increasingly difficult for them to take human form.

"Oh."

“I’ll ask them myself.”

With a wave of his sleeve, Yang He teleported the demons, carrying them away in the ghostly mist.

Suddenly, light and shadow shifted before his eyes. When Little Drill Wind opened his eyes again, he was already standing in the center of the market. This was the only lively place in the entire Real Women's Kingdom.

"This this……"

The weasel demon's ears perked up simultaneously, filled with instinctive fear.

The market was full of all sorts of little demons, butcher shops hung human legs on the shelves, taverns sold blood wine, and silk shops wove fabrics from human hair.

Yang He's demonic aura remained at the True Immortal Realm level.

Before long, it attracted the attention of the Demon King.

"who?!!"

A loud shout rang out, and the five demon kings darted across the rooftops, their demonic aura soaring into the sky like smoke from a wolf's tail.

The leading catfish demon was two zhang tall, its cheeks opening and closing constantly, and its sticky skin was covered with bumps shaped like human faces; the black fish demon next to it was pitch black all over, except for its eyes which gleamed with blood.

The other three demon kings are a centipede, a mountain demon, and a vulture, all of whom are at the True Immortal realm.

"newcomer?"

The catfish demon flicked its long whiskers, and its slime dripped onto the ground, corroding it and creating wisps of blue smoke. "State your name! This market is the territory of us Five Saints!"

Yang He did not answer, but looked at the five demons with amusement.

The demon kings who went upstream were all extraordinary, while the so-called Five Saints who remained downstream were actually just grotesque and weak demons who barely managed to become immortals.

"Your Majesty," Little Drill Wind said, hiding behind Yang He, "the catfish demon is named Bengboerba, and the black fish demon is Baboerben. They are the most ferocious, and they once swallowed three Arhats whole..."

Yang He was intrigued; he hadn't expected it to be an acquaintance.

In the original work, he was a subordinate of the Nine-Headed Insect and was sent to deal with the four pilgrims on their journey to the West, but he was naturally defeated in just a few moves.

Yang He said with a smile, "Haven't you been looking for me all this time? What's wrong, don't you recognize me?"

Bouncing Ba's expression changed slightly as he realized that Yang He was transformed from a stubborn rock. Just as he was about to speak, Yang He raised his hand, and demonic energy swept over the sky.

King Yellow Eyebrows is slightly weaker than the other regular characters.

There's no way you can fail when facing a demon king from the True Immortal Realm.

Ahhhhh! !! !!

The centipede demon screamed first, its bristles standing on end. Before it could even use its supernatural powers, it was reduced to a riddled corpse.

Mandrills and vultures followed closely behind, but Yang He didn't give the extras any screen time.

Boboerba and Baboerben were severely injured and fell to their knees.

The little demons in the market scattered in a panic, not daring to linger any longer. Little Drill Wind and the other little demons, on the other hand, were smug and grinned, acting like foxes borrowing the tiger's power.

"You recognize me?" Yang He looked down at the two demon kings.

Bengboerba quickly spoke up: "Grandpa, it was the Great King of Inspiration who mentioned you. We never intended to antagonize you, Grandpa."

"Oh? Tell me more about it."

Baboerben forced a reply: "King Linggan hopes that you, Grandpa, will assist the demons. He said that you are Sun Wukong's junior brother. With you here, Grandpa, we can have as much Tang Sanzang flesh as we want."

"Look."

He quickly grabbed an ordinary earthenware jar, opened the seal, and poured it out.

Suddenly, the remains of all sorts of mortals were scattered all over the ground.

"As long as it's not in front of the Grand Minister of Agriculture, you can dump human flesh into the earthen jars of the Women's Kingdom. The Great King of Inspiration said that after we reach the end of the Mother-Child River, we can replace the human flesh with Tang Sanzang's flesh."

"Oh? Do you know how to do it?"

"It is said that the Zimu River is the second Yellow Springs, and those who are trapped in it will experience endless reincarnation."

Bouncing Boerba said cautiously, "Grandpa, you've just arrived and don't know yet, but whether it's immortals, Buddhas, or demons, they all die once every so often."

"When too many people die, they will head upstream and to the end."

(End of this chapter)