Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 398 Jin Chanzi Kills the Great King Linggan
"These three demons are practically one of our own," Sun Wukong thought to himself.

After understanding the cause and effect, Sun Wukong and Jin Chanzi went together to the secluded place where the dragon subdued and the tiger tamed. It was an ordinary-looking courtyard.

"Old Jin, I'm going in to take a look. You wait for me here."

Jin Chanzi nodded.

Sun Wukong's cultivation was far superior to that of the Dragon Subduer and Tiger Tamer. With a single step, he entered the courtyard unnoticed, and even walked right up to the two people in seclusion without them noticing.

Then Sun Wukong activated his Golden Eyes of Truth, glanced at the two, and frowned, saying, "They are actually beings of faith? No wonder these Dragon Subduer and Tiger Tamer had to resort to tricks to deal with just three Xuanxian."

Presumably, these two figures of faith don't usually possess the divine senses of subduing dragons and tigers; otherwise, they wouldn't be pretending to be in seclusion here. If that's the case, then things are much easier.

As he spoke, Sun Wukong plucked two hairs from his head, and with a thought, he manipulated the dragon-taming and tiger-subduing figures to stand up.

Two days later, Jin Chanzi and his disciples left Chechi Kingdom.

Two days later, the faith-body of Jianglong and Fuhu emerged from the pass and came to the king's side, angrily rebuking the king for his current practice of promoting Buddhism and suppressing Taoism, saying that what difference was there between the king's actions and those of the three monsters?
So, in their fury, Jianglong and Fuhu released the three demons from their seal and took them away from Chechi Kingdom.

Without divine protection, Chechi Kingdom would never enjoy good weather again. Before long, the King of Chechi Kingdom was overthrown by the angry people.

After leaving Chechi Kingdom, the dragon-taming and tiger-subduing deities collapsed to the ground. The three demons wisely left them alone.

All of this was irrelevant to Jin Chanzi and his companions. The group of master and disciples traveled at a leisurely pace for more than half a year, until they arrived at a wide river that flowed for eight hundred miles.

“This river is so wide, there must be plenty of good stuff in it. Old Pig, go down and get some food.” Pigsy nodded and leaped into the water. Soon after, he threw up a large pile of river delicacies.

Having eaten river delicacies at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River for many years, Sha Wujing was very experienced in how to prepare them. So he said to everyone, "Leave the rest to me!"

Sha Wujing was very skilled; soon, a rich aroma wafted through the air again.

The aroma was irresistible, and everyone immediately formed a circle to feast.

After eating and drinking his fill, Pigsy looked at the Tongtian River and said, "This river is so wide, how are we going to cross it?"

The journey to the West was ordained by the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man. Once the journey to the West began, the pilgrims could only proceed step by step, walking westward on foot.

If any supernatural power is used, it will immediately be reversed. If one resists stubbornly, the suppression of the Heavenly Dao will become stronger and stronger, just like a mortal carrying a mountain on his back, which cannot be shaken.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong casually replied, "The Tongtian River is so wide, there must be boatmen ferrying people across it. If we give them more silver, crossing the river will definitely not be a problem."

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Tongtian River, there was a small crystal palace. Inside the crystal palace, the Great King of Inspiration comfortably crossed his legs and exclaimed, "Life in the Tongtian River is a hundred times, a thousand times better than life in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea. The feeling of freedom is so comfortable!"

Suddenly, a large shrimp came from outside the Crystal Palace to report: "Your Majesty, there are some suspicious people coming from the other side of the river."

The King of Inspiration asked impatiently, "Who is this person? How suspicious are they?"

The shrimp soldier hurriedly said, "Among the people who came, they were all dressed as monks, and there was also a monkey and a pig. They should be the people Your Majesty is looking for."

Upon hearing this, the King of Inspiration's pupils contracted slightly: "The pilgrims have arrived so quickly?"

The Great King of Inspiration was a goldfish spirit who had been kept by Guanyin's side for more than half a year. Guanyin ordered him to transform into human form and descend to the mortal world to obstruct the pilgrims on their journey to the West.

After descending to the mortal realm, he immediately seized control of the Tongtian River. In the Tongtian River, there was an old turtle, which he easily defeated in a few moves. After that, he monopolized the area.

Returning to Jin Chanzi and his group, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, they walked downstream along the Tongtian River, but did not see any boatmen along the way.

Before long, the group arrived at a village.

The village has small bridges and flowing water, blue brick and tile houses, and pedestrians in twos and threes, wearing coarse cloth robes and smiling. There are no emaciated people, so it looks like a relatively wealthy village.

As Jin Chanzi and his companions entered the village, they saw a stone tablet erected beside the village, with the character "Chen" written on it.

"It seems that the majority of people in this village are surnamed Chen," Jin Chanzi muttered to himself.

Just then, two brothers came walking along the wide road. Upon seeing them, Jin Chanzi quickly stepped forward, put his hands together in a gesture of respect, and said, "Esteemed benefactors, we come from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on our way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. We are passing through this blessed land and would like to find a boat to cross the river. Do you know if there are any boatmen in the village?"

The two brothers were dressed in brocade robes, clearly indicating that they were from a relatively wealthy family in Chenjiazhuang.

Upon hearing Jin Chanzi's words, they exchanged a glance and immediately hurried forward: "So you are elders from the East. We brothers naturally know you, boatmen. However, it is getting late. Why don't you gentlemen rest at our house for the night and set off again tomorrow?"

Jin Chanzi thought about it and agreed.

On the way, everyone learned that the two brothers were named Chen Cheng and Chen Qing, with Chen Cheng being the elder brother.

That evening, Jin Chanzi and his group stayed at Chen Cheng's house.

After Chen Cheng hosted a banquet to entertain everyone, they began to chat casually.

After chatting for a while, Jin Chanzi noticed that the brothers Chen Cheng and Chen Qing had an indescribable worry between their brows, so he smiled and asked, "Both of you look worried. You went to the trouble of bringing us here. You must have encountered some trouble. Since we've eaten your meal today, please tell us what troubles you have. We might be able to help."

Chen Cheng then said with a distressed expression, "Alas, Elder, you don't know this! In this Tongtian River, there is a great demon named Linggan King, who eats a boy and a girl every year."

This year it's our family's turn. My brother Yichengjin and my brother's brother Chen Guanbao are to be sacrificed to that great demon. Only in this way can we ensure good weather and a bountiful harvest for our Chen family village all year round.

As he spoke, Chen Cheng's eyes reddened, and he slammed his fist on the table, saying, "That great demon is utterly despicable. We have searched for many experts to capture the demon, both openly and secretly, but to no avail. They were all eaten by that monster."

Upon hearing this, Sha Wujing sighed inwardly, "A pair of young boys and girls can ensure the safety of this area; this monster's price isn't too high."

Of course, Sha Wujing would never say such a thing, because eating people, especially young boys and girls, is wrong no matter how you look at it.

Sun Wukong, who was most indignant at evil, said, "This so-called Great King Linggan deserves to die. He is a demon who eats young boys and girls. He must not be let go."

Jin Chanzi's eyes were also filled with murderous intent: "Don't worry, gentlemen, my master and I will help with this."

Sun Wukong asked impatiently, "When will you offer your sacrifice?"

"Five days later."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Then why don't we just turn the tables on them and have Tianpeng and Sha Wujing transform into the likenesses of Yicheng Jin and Chen Guanbao as sacrifices? I, Old Sun, will stand guard and wait for the demon king from the Tongtian River to come. Then I, Old Sun, will kill the demon king directly."

“I have no objection,” Pigsy said first. “Me too,” Sandy followed.

So the master and his disciples stayed at the Chen family's house. Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of the sacrifice arrived.

Pigsy and Sandy transformed into the likeness of Chen Guanbao, and sat on the altar to wait.

As night deepened and the cold wind howled, the King of Inspiration still did not appear.

As dawn broke, Jin Chanzi looked puzzled: "Why didn't that demon king come? Could it be that you remembered the time wrong?"

Chen Cheng and Chen Qing were also dumbfounded: "This shouldn't be! The Great King of Inspiration always comes at this time of year, so why didn't he come today?"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment and said, "It must be that the demon king who sensed something was wrong and that's why he didn't come."

"Then what should we do?" Pigsy asked.

In the guest room, Jin Chanzi said calmly, "Since we can't just wait for them to come to us, let's take the initiative."

So Jin Chanzi and his group arrived at the Tongtian River.

The Tongtian River splashes water everywhere, rushing endlessly and surging mightily.

Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and muttered incantations. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into an angry Vajra.

Then Jin Chanzi swung his staff fiercely at the Tongtian River, and the supreme Dao essence surged towards the Tongtian River like waves being cleaved.

In just a few breaths, the Tongtian River boiled and rushed to both sides, revealing an underwater passage and a miniature crystal palace in everyone's sight.

Sun Wukong, with his exceptional eyesight, could even see the Great King of Inspiration in the Crystal Palace, embracing the Clam Girl and indulging in pleasure.

At this moment, the Tongtian River was split apart, alarming countless aquatic creatures. In the Crystal Palace, the eyes of countless aquatic creatures fell on King Linggan. King Linggan felt as if his whole body was on fire. Without saying a word, he pushed away the clam maiden and flew to the opposite side of everyone.

The Great King of Inspiration clasped his hands together, and the Tongtian River, which had been splitting apart, began to merge rapidly again, its waters surging and engulfing everything.

The King of Inspiration floated on the water, a smirk playing on his lips, and asked disdainfully, "Have you asked me before you've crossed the Tongtian River?"

"You think you can do this?" As he spoke, Jin Chanzi swung his staff, unleashing terrifying physical power that surged towards Linggan Dawang like a tidal wave.

King Linggan's expression changed drastically; he truly hadn't expected Jin Chanzi to attack him so suddenly.

Jin Chanzi, however, looked disdainful. What kind of Inspiration King was he? He was merely a Golden Immortal. Although he could only use the Golden Immortal level, in his previous life he was an existence that was infinitely close to a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

In the realm of the Golden Immortal, Jin Chanzi felt invincible.

On the Tongtian River, the waves surged. Seeing Jin Chanzi make his move, Linggan Dawang immediately formed hand seals, and the river water roared like a giant dragon, transforming into thousands of water arrows that rushed straight at Jin Chanzi.

King Linggan sneered, "Bald monk, how dare you run wild in my river! Today you will not return alive!"

Jin Chanzi remained unfazed, and with a horizontal stroke of his staff, the staff shone with a brilliant golden light, as if the sun had fallen to earth.

A terrifying burst of physical power erupted, distorting the surrounding air. The water arrows were shattered by the invisible shockwave before they even got close, turning into a sky full of mist. Jin Chanzi shouted loudly, "Demon! The Tongtian River is a creation of heaven and earth, how can it be your private property? Moreover, not only have you occupied the Tongtian River, but you have also demanded boys and girls from the people on both banks. Today, this humble monk will act on behalf of heaven to eliminate you!"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Chanzi's figure flashed like lightning, his Zen staff imbued with supreme Daoist essence, and he smashed down on Linggan Dawang's head.

The Inspiration King reacted swiftly, a trident appearing in his hand, its cold light gleaming, as he met the Zen staff.

The two collided with a deafening roar, causing the Tongtian River to surge with waves hundreds of feet high, and even the Crystal Palace at the bottom of the river trembled violently.

King Linggan, taking advantage of his dominance in the water, manipulated the river into giant waves that crashed down on Jin Chanzi, attempting to engulf him.

Jin Chanzi remained calm and composed. He clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and a golden, angry Vajra phantom appeared behind him. The phantom struck out with its palm, instantly shattering the giant wave and splashing the river water, revealing the astonished face of Linggan Dawang.

"How is this possible!" King Linggan gritted his teeth and summoned a jade-green pearl. Within the pearl, rivers seemed to flow, emanating a strong aura of water. He shouted, "Heaven-Reaching Pearl, suppress everything!" The pearl flew out, transforming into a raging torrent, carrying endless cold air, attempting to freeze Jin Chanzi within it.

Jin Chanzi snorted coldly, and his staff suddenly plunged into the riverbed. He chanted, "May the Buddha's light shine upon all, and may all evil be eradicated!" The staff burst forth with ten thousand golden rays, like the sun breaking through the clouds. The torrent was torn apart by the golden light, and the precious pearl let out a mournful cry, cracks appearing on its surface.

The King of Inspiration suffered a mental injury, spat out a mouthful of blood, and turned deathly pale.

Sha Wujing watched in disbelief, scratching his head and saying, "Why do I feel that Master is even more ferocious than he was at White Tiger Territory?"

Pigsy grinned and said, "Eldest Brother, Master is really angry. King Linggan is probably in trouble!"

Jin Chanzi pressed forward relentlessly, his staff swung with wind and thunder, each strike seemingly splitting mountains and shattering the earth.

King Linggan was overwhelmed and gradually lost the fight. As his magic weakened, the Tongtian River began to calm down. He roared and transformed into a giant carp. With a flick of his tail, he stirred up towering waves, attempting to escape back to the Crystal Palace.

"Where do you think you're going!" A glint flashed in Jin Chanzi's eyes as he threw out his staff, which transformed into a golden meteor that chased after the giant carp. As if possessing a spirit, the staff instantly pierced through the giant carp's body. The Great King Linggan let out a miserable cry, revealed his true form, and fell into the river, his aura weakened.

"You wicked creature, you have devoured countless young boys and girls. Today, this humble monk will act on behalf of Heaven to punish you!" With that, Jin Chanzi swung his staff and smashed it down on the goldfish.

"Wait!" A faint, ethereal voice rang out from the heavens.

Jin Chanzi immediately recognized it as Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He snorted coldly, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.

"Jin Chanzi, how dare you!" Guanyin said, unleashing a burst of magical power.

"Wukong, please help!"

Sun Wukong chuckled and swung his golden cudgel, scattering Guanyin's magical power.

Jin Chanzi's staff landed squarely on Linggan Dawang, smashing him to pieces.

Guanyin, who witnessed this scene, turned ashen-faced, and the oppressive aura of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal swept over her.

(End of this chapter)