Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now

Wild world.

In the Nine Netherworlds, within the Hall of Reincarnation.

This place is the core of the six realms of reincarnation, where countless souls cycle through life, severing ties with their past lives and beginning a new one.

In the center of the main hall, Houtu, the representative of the underground passage, sat quietly in meditation.

Suddenly, her eyes, which seemed to see through countless ages, slowly opened. Her gaze pierced through the barrier of the underworld, crossed endless space, and landed on the Eastern Sanzang, who was walking step by step towards the west on the primordial land.

Within that mortal body lies a wisp of the Golden Cicada's essence. Though it is already the tenth incarnation, it is still the key piece that triggers this great calamity of heaven and earth.

"Chiyou."

Houtu's words, though spoken in a calm tone, instantly resounded throughout the entire Samsara Palace.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stepped into the palace. It was Chi You, the war lord of the prehistoric human race and also the great shaman of the witch race.

"Your Majesty," Chi You knelt on one knee, his voice heavy.

Houtu withdrew her gaze from Dong Sanzang and looked at Chi You, slowly asking, "Ancestral Witch True Spirit, are you ready?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty!"

Chi You raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanaticism, and said, "The true spirits of all the Ancestral Witches are already prepared, waiting only for the Eastern Tripitaka to arrive at the former Buzhou Mountain ruins, using his Buddhist fortune and the origin of Jin Chanzi as a guide."

"It will shake the very fabric of time and space, stirring up memories of the Lich Age. At that time, the eleven Ancestral Witches will be able to seize this opportunity to defy the heavens and return!"

"good."

Houtu nodded, her gaze shifting as she looked once more towards the Heavenly Court beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

After a long while, Houtu spoke softly, looking down at Chiyou, "I have already discussed this matter with Donghuang Taiyi."

"The war between the Lich King and the Demon King is a destiny ordained by Heaven, and it is also an eternal pain in our hearts."

"Donghuang Taiyi's elder brother Dijun, sister-in-law Xihe, and my eleven elder brothers and sisters all perished in that great calamity."

"As long as Dong Sanzang is ready, when the time is right, Donghuang Taiyi and I will join forces to unleash our supreme power, cross the river of time and space, reverse cause and effect, and rescue them from their inevitable death at the end of the Lich War."

If these words were to reach the primordial world, they would surely stir up a monstrous wave!
Below the level of a sage, who dares to claim they can reverse time and change the outcome of a great calamity?

This is no longer a supernatural power, but rather it touches upon the most fundamental taboo of the Heavenly Dao!
But when Houtu said it, it sounded so natural.

She embodies reincarnation and wields the power of the earth, while Donghuang Taiyi is the Heavenly Emperor and a Primordial Great Luo Immortal. When the two join forces, the former can contend against the Heavenly Dao, and the latter can rescue people—it's more than enough for them.

Upon hearing this, Chi You's tiger-like body trembled.

Reviving the Ancestral Witches is already an act against the will of Heaven.

But the Empress actually wants to join forces with Donghuang Taiyi to rescue the Demon Emperor Jun and the Heavenly Empress Xihe?

"Mother, this..."

"No need to say anything more."

Houtu interrupted him, "This is a deal between me and Donghuang Taiyi."

"I obstructed the Heavenly Way, but the Eastern Emperor saved people."

"The feud between the lich and the demon has long since faded away over the endless years."

"Now that we share a common goal, let's join forces for the time being!"

"Go to the Heavenly Court and inform Donghuang Taiyi about this matter, so that he can make preparations."

"Yes, madam!"

Chi You suppressed his shock and respectfully accepted the order.

He immediately rose, transformed into a streak of blood-red light, rushed out of the Samsara Palace, and headed straight for the Heavenly Court.

……

Meanwhile, on the official road in the human realm.

Dong Sanzang rode a white horse, carrying a bag on his back, and walked westward step by step.

He had been traveling for several days since leaving the capital of the Eastern Dynasty. Far from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by desolate ancient roads, he felt extremely lonely.

Just as he was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures to calm his mind, a streak of light streaked across the sky and landed precisely on the open ground beside him.

The light faded, revealing a figure.

The newcomer was dressed in golden chainmail, wore a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and wore lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes. He held a gleaming golden iron rod, had a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth, and his golden eyes shone brightly.

It was Sun Wukong.

The monk was startled by the scene, and his white horse reared up in fright and retreated repeatedly.

He steadied himself, clasped his hands together, bowed to Sun Wukong, and cautiously asked, "May I ask who this... brave warrior is?"

"What brings you to block my path?"

Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel on the ground, and the hard official road instantly cracked. He glanced at Dong Sanzang and said, "You're the bald monk who's going to the Western Paradise to fetch the scriptures?"

"This humble monk's Dharma name is Sanzang. I have been ordered by the Emperor to travel to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures," Dong Sanzang replied leisurely.

"Humph."

Sun Wukong snorted, "I, Old Sun, am the Handsome Monkey King of the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong."

“A while ago, that woman Guanyin came to my door, saying that she had received a decree from the Holy One to have me, Old Sun, escort you to the Western Paradise.”

"You don't need to worry about me, just keep on your way."

Upon hearing this, the monk was overjoyed.

He was worried about the long road ahead, with demons running rampant, and how he, a mere mortal, could safely reach the Western Paradise.

Little did he know that the Bodhisattva had already arranged for a protector. Seeing that this person possessed unparalleled divine power, he was certain that he could protect him on his journey westward.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he stepped forward, saying, "So it was the Bodhisattva who arranged this Great Sage. My apologies for my disrespect."

“Since the Great Sage is going to escort this humble monk on his journey to the West, and the journey is long and arduous, it is fate that we are here.”

"Why don't you become my disciple? I can then give you a Dharma name. We can work together as master and disciple to obtain the true scriptures. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the calm expression on Sun Wukong's face vanished instantly.

His eyes widened, revealing a fierce glint in his golden pupils, and a smirk appeared on his lips as an overwhelming aura of malevolence erupted.

"What did you say?!"

"You want me, Old Sun, to become your disciple, a mere mortal bald monk?!"

"You monk, are you tired of living?"

"Believe it or not, if I, Old Sun, were to strike you with this staff, I could smash your mortal body and your very soul into a pile of minced meat!"

A terrifying pressure descended, and Dong Sanzang felt as if he were in hell.

He looked at Sun Wukong's ferocious face and the golden cudgel raised high.

At that moment, I was so scared that I almost peed myself, and realized that I had said the wrong thing.

The one before us is not one of those docile guardian deities in the temple, but a true, unparalleled demon king, someone even Guanyin Bodhisattva must consult with.

"Great Sage, please calm your anger! It was a slip of the tongue. I dare not, I dare not!"

Dong Sanzang quickly waved his hand, fearing that Sun Wukong would strike him with his staff.

Seeing his appearance, Sun Wukong withdrew his imposing aura and coldly said, "Remember, I, Old Sun, am only cooperating with Buddhism and traveling with you."

"You go your way, and I'll go mine. Don't point fingers at me."

"Otherwise, those Koreans won't recognize you!"

"Yes, yes, this humble monk has noted it down."

Dong Sanzang nodded repeatedly, no longer daring to entertain the slightest thought of taking on a disciple.

He finally understood that this person was someone to be treated like an ancestor and should never be offended.

Buddha, why don't you choose a different one?!
Thus, this strange pilgrimage team was officially formed.

A man, a monkey, a horse, and a load on a shoulder pole continued their slow journey westward.

Traveling and stopping like this, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the two arrived at a peculiar place.

Looking out, the mountains and fields are covered with blooming peach blossoms, forming an endless peach forest.

Ahead, a majestic mountain stands tall, its entire body covered in peach blossoms.

Sun Wukong looked around and instantly saw through the illusion of the place, his brows furrowing slightly.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer; let's take a detour."

Hearing this, Dong Sanzang didn't care at all. He was already enjoying the fragrance of flowers in the air and the beautiful scenery, and couldn't help but retort, "Great Sage, look at the picturesque scenery here, it's like a fairyland."

"I am a pilgrim on a pilgrimage. Sincerity is the key to success. I must take one step at a time to demonstrate the heart of Buddha."

"How can we easily suggest taking a detour just because the mountains are high and the roads are long?"

Sun Wukong almost laughed in anger when he heard this.

This bald monk certainly has a whole set of theories.

Well, anyway, this trip was a form of spiritual practice for him, so it didn't matter where he went.

Then, without further rebuttal, he simply said, "Whatever."

The two men and one horse entered the peach grove and began climbing up the mountain path.

Just then, a commotion came from the forest, and a hunter dressed in animal skins and holding a steel fork emerged from the woods.

Upon seeing the two, he was taken aback at first, then warmly greeted them.

"Masters, where did you come from, and where are you going?"

“There are many ferocious beasts in this Peach Mountain. It’s getting late, so why don’t you rest at my house for the night and continue your journey tomorrow?”

Sun Wukong immediately saw through the hunter's true identity and thought to himself, "Erlang Shen Yang Jian? What is he doing here?"

However, he didn't point it out, but simply nodded in agreement.

The two followed Yang Jian, who was disguised as a hunter, to a simple thatched hut in the forest.

After sitting down, Dong Sanzang took a sip of water and asked with lingering fear, "Brother, this humble monk sees that Peach Mountain is towering into the clouds. I wonder how long it will take to cross it?"

"Is there another road that can take us around?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian, disguised as a hunter, smiled wryly and shook his head, saying, "Holy monk, you may not know, but this mountain is called Peach Mountain, and it is a sacred mountain."

"If we were to take a detour, we would probably have to travel at least 108,000 li to get around this mountain range."

"What?! Ten thousand eight thousand li?!"

Upon hearing these words, Dong Sanzang turned pale with fright.

He was just a mortal, and even if he lived to the end of his lifespan, he would not be able to travel this 108,000 li.

His face paled with fear, and he quickly looked at Sun Wukong beside him, who seemed completely unconcerned.

He said eagerly, "Great Sage, you possess great supernatural powers; you must have the ability to move mountains and fill seas!"

"Look, could you use your magic to split this mountain open and create a path for this humble monk?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile contemptuously and retorted, "Oh? Didn't you just say that we should walk one step at a time to show our sincerity?"

"Why do you want me, Old Sun, to split open a road to heaven again? What's the logic behind this?"

"Things have changed!"

The monk, Dong Sanzang, was so embarrassed by the rebuttal that he tried to defend himself, saying, "This is merely a temporary measure, in order to obtain the true scriptures as soon as possible and save all sentient beings!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, "Don't make things difficult for me, old Sun."

“This Peach Mountain is no ordinary place; it is formed from the laws and regulations of Heaven and is used to suppress important criminals.”

"Not to mention me, even if the sage himself came, he wouldn't be able to budge it in the slightest."

"unless……"

He then changed the subject, saying, "There is a decree from the current Heavenly Emperor. Otherwise, anyone who dares to break the Heavenly Laws without authorization is making an enemy of the entire Heavenly Court."

The Heavenly Court of today is not the one from the time of Haotian Yaochi, but the one ruled by Donghuang Taiyi.

He, Sun Wukong, could not possibly provoke the Heavenly Court, which was at the level of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

He's no longer that ignorant monkey.

At this moment, Dong Sanzang was speechless and at a loss for what to do.

Just then, Yang Jian, who was standing to the side, seemed to belatedly remember something.

He took out a golden scroll from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "It's quite a coincidence. Several years ago, a deity passed by this place and left this scroll, saying that it could only be opened by a destined person."

"You two might as well take a look; it may be useful to you."

Sun Wukong took the scroll without hesitation, and immediately knew it was extraordinary.

He slowly unfolded, and in an instant, ten thousand golden rays shot into the sky, and an immense and boundless majesty of the Heavenly Emperor spread out.

On the scroll, lines of divine script automatically appeared.

"By imperial decree, those who were suppressed beneath Peach Mountain have served their sentences and their merits and demerits have been offset; they shall be released immediately."

"However, the Heavenly Laws cannot be lightly disregarded. A person from the East must carry out the punishment on behalf of Heaven, splitting open Peach Mountain to fulfill the mandate of Heaven. So be it!"

Upon hearing the decree, a glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes; he already understood Yang Jian's intentions.

He put away the scroll and said to Dong Sanzang, "It seems you monk have good luck."

"Tomorrow morning, I, Old Sun, will help you split this mountain."

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Sun Wukong got up and went to the foot of Peach Mountain with Yang Jian, who was disguised as a hunter.

The mortal body of the Eastern Tripitaka Master remained asleep in the thatched hut.

Sun Wukong gazed at the majestic Peach Mountain before him and suddenly spoke to the hunter beside him, his words tinged with mockery, "Little Saint, you possess great supernatural powers and boundless magic, so why don't you personally rescue your mother instead of relying on my old Sun's hand?"

Upon hearing this, the hunter paused slightly, then gave a wry smile. His disguise vanished, revealing him to be Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the man who had once fought Sun Wukong.

He sighed and said helplessly, "Great Sage is joking."

"Since the world was reshaped, this Peach Mountain has been straddling the border between the east and west. My mother was suppressed under it, and I want to rescue her!"

"I once sought help from my sect, and they told me to go to the Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor gave me this decree, instructing me to seek the Great Sage's help!"

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong didn't say much.

Sun Wukong just didn't understand: could splitting open a mountain really eliminate the demon's resentment?!

However, there wasn't much unnecessary talk.

He pulled the Ruyi Jingu Bang from his ear, and with a flick of his wrist, the iron rod transformed into a gigantic, gleaming divine axe.

"open!"

Sun Wukong roared, swung his divine axe, and with all his might, cleaved down fiercely at Peach Mountain!

A heaven-splitting axe light flashed, and the Peach Mountain, formed from the Heavenly Laws, was cleaved in two like tofu before this power!

Rumbling--

The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, with huge rocks rolling down.

A huge canyon split open in the middle of Peach Mountain, and the suppressing power dissipated instantly.

A soft radiance emanated from the mountain's belly, and a fairy dressed in white with a weathered face slowly appeared.

"Mother!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes revealed excitement, and he flashed forward to catch the fairy.

He hugged his mother, turned around and bowed deeply to Sun Wukong, saying, "Thank you for your help, Great Sage. Yang Jian is deeply grateful!"

"I will repay this kindness today!"

After saying that, he didn't linger. Holding his mother, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong pursed his lips, put away his divine axe, transformed it back into his golden cudgel, and stuffed it into his ear.

He turned back to the thatched hut, looking at the still-sleeping Dong Sanzang, a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"Is this the end?"

"Where's the promised battle? There's no fighting at all. Is Master lying to me, Old Sun?"

He shook his head and woke up Dong Sanzang.

"Monk, the mountain has been cleared; it's time to set off."

When Dong Sanzang slowly woke up, he was stunned to see the huge mountain that had been split open outside the house.

After a long while, he finally realized what was happening and exclaimed, "Great Sage, you are truly a divine being!"

Sun Wukong ignored him and went about his business, leading the white horse away.

They slowly walked westward, and upon seeing this, Dong Sanzang quickly gave chase. (End of Chapter)