Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 509 The Monkey Has Gone Mad
This monkey looks like it's gone mad.

This is something no human being could do.

Even though he was green with envy at the aura of heaven and earth surrounding Wukong, he knew that this was the Daoist temple of a true lord, and such presumption would lead to a bad end.

"Who dares to cause trouble at Zhenyuan Temple and steal the immortal peaches!"

A clear but furious child's voice roared like thunder in the night.

At the entrance to the central courtyard, two short figures rushed in as fast as the wind; they were Qingfeng and Mingyue, the Daoist boys who guarded the Immortal Peach Tree.

The two immediately spotted the peach tree in disarray, its branches and leaves torn to shreds, and on one of its branches, a figure frantically feeding, surrounded by a surging aura of various evil spirits.

It was the three "distinguished guests" they had met during the day: the arrogant golden-haired monkey demon, the pig, and the ferocious green-skinned Wujing.

What enraged them even more was the pile of peach pits and leaves scattered on the ground.

The monkey kept picking and stuffing the fruit into its mouth.

"Stop! You wretched creatures! You...you dare to steal the immortal peaches! And so many at that! Put them down right now!"

Qingfeng's face turned red with anger, and her finger trembled as she pointed at the three people in the tree.

Mingyue stamped her feet in frustration: "Damn demons! Ungrateful wretch! The abbot treated you with kindness, and you do such petty theft! Come down and surrender!"

Wukong had already made his plans and remained completely calm.

Or rather, Xu Yunfan was completely unperturbed, and even Wukong felt that nothing serious was happening.

Although he sensed something was amiss, he was quickly displeased by the tone of the two Daoist boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue.

He took a big bite of a peach wreathed in wind and thunder, juice splashing everywhere, and deliberately put on a lazy and roguish look, glaring at her as he spoke.

"Hey! You two little brats are so ignorant, don't you dare to make false accusations."

When did my fellow apprentices and I steal anything? We just picked some fruit from our own garden to quench our thirst and fill our stomachs. We just arrived during the day and haven't had a proper meal yet.

"I'm starving, what's wrong with picking a few fruits from you to fill my stomach? How can that be considered stealing?!"

Qingfeng was so angry he jumped up and down: "This is sophistry! Utterly shameless! You clearly wanted to steal the immortal peaches, but the abbot only gave you four. When did he ever allow you to come and pick more?!"

Mingyue angrily rebuked, "This is theft! It's theft! The Immortal Peach is extremely precious, how can you lowly demons just squander it? We gave it to you during the day, and you still come back at night, what else can you be but thieves?!"

"You've all already established your foundations and achieved the status of True Persons. Why would you need food? How come you haven't died from eating only wind and dew?!"

Wu Neng and Wu Jing were embarrassed by being scolded to their faces. They stopped what they were doing and stood on the tree, looking at Wu Kong with some confusion.

When Wukong saw that they dared to call him a "thief," a "wicked creature," and a "vulgar demon," he was even more displeased, but he suppressed his anger.

Standing atop a high branch, hands on hips, eyes wide open, baring fangs, he pointed at the two young Taoist boys and shouted, "You little brats, how dare you speak so arrogantly! I have always acted uprightly and sat honestly; when have I ever stolen anything?!"

"Your fruit is growing on the tree, everyone gets a share! I'm hungry, so what's wrong with picking a few to try?!"

"Besides."

The monkey's voice suddenly rose, carrying a deliberate arrogance, "So what if I ate a few more of your worthless fruits? I'll just compensate you with a few taels of silver! I've traveled 108,000 li to save the entire Eastern Wilderness, to make all these barbaric demons of the Eastern Wilderness convert and achieve truth, goodness and beauty!"

What are these worthless peaches of yours that you two are making such a fuss about, and even want to tie us up and take us to see your so-called True Lord?!

Qingfeng and Mingyue were so angry at his unreasonable and blaming remarks that they were practically fuming.

Qingfeng's hand trembled as he pointed at Wukong: "You...you impudent monkey! You steal things and dare to argue? Who do you think you are? Daring to use the Pure Land of Bodhi to intimidate people?"
"You're nothing but a wild monkey spirit who's converted to Buddhism! Just wait, when the Abbot returns, he'll skin you alive, tear your tendons out, and cast your souls into the Nine Netherworld Fire, refining you demons into nothing more than a wisp of smoke!"

Mingyue retorted angrily, "That's right! Don't be so smug! When the abbot returns, he will surely lay a net to capture you three incorrigible demons!" "Skin and tendons?"

"Refine it into green smoke?"

"Something whose demonic nature is hard to change?"

In Wukong's golden eyes, the deliberately feigned arrogance was instantly replaced by a cold, violent rage, as if his sore spot had been touched.

Xu Yunfan, far away in Hanya Pass, couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

"Alright, alright, let me add fuel to the fire."

"That's exactly what I was waiting for. Now I can use this as an excuse to make a fuss."

"Yuanshi Sect, Bodhidharma Pure Land, you want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger? I'm going to smash this game to pieces!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The monkey let out a strange cry, completely enraged by Qingfeng and Mingyue. Its extremely violent aura, mixed with countless chaotic celestial and terrestrial energies, could no longer be suppressed and erupted like a raging sea.

"Two snobbish, lowly Taoist priests who look down on people!"

"How dare you call me an incorrigible demon? And you even want to refine me?!"

The golden staff in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

A fierce and malevolent fighting spirit, seemingly capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, soared straight into the sky.

Wu Neng and Wu Jing were terrified. If Qingfeng and Mingyue were really killed by Wukong, Wukong might get away with it because of his skill and courage, but the two of them would be in deep trouble.

"Senior Brother, you mustn't!"

But it was too late.

A ferocious look flashed across Wukong's face, and an inexplicable rage surged within him, burning away his last remaining rationality. He let out a deafening roar.

"I'll let you curse me! I'll let you curse me!"

"It's just a broken peach tree! How dare you use it to bully your grandfather?!"

"Watch me cut off your damn root, you fraudster!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The golden staff that had long been filled with violent magical power and wrapped with all sorts of mixed evil energy such as thunder, fire, ice and so on, was swung around by Wukong with a terrifying power that could make the world lose its color.

But it wasn't aimed at the Taoist boy.

Instead, under the horrified gazes of the crowd, they turned towards the radiant Heavenly and Earthly Fiend Immortal Peach Tree, which bore the essence of countless Heavenly and Earthly Fiends.

Hardly!
A blow came crashing down!
"Crack!! Boom!!!"

The purple-gold staff, carrying countless mixed evil energies, crashed down with a deafening roar.

This strike carried the furious, demonic energy of Wukong, and also concealed Xu Yunfan's true form's will to seize the opportunity to cause trouble. With such a powerful push, before the staff even touched the tree trunk, the all-tearing gale had already shredded all the green leaves into dust.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred.

The moment the purple-gold staff touched it, the entire immortal peach tree suddenly burst forth with dazzling nine-colored light, and layers of Daoist runes appeared on its gnarled, dragon-like branches, clearly indicating that it had been placed under an extremely powerful protective restriction.

(End of this chapter)