Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

At this moment, Sun Wukong was riding his somersault cloud towards Flower Fruit Mountain, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

I recall how I crossed the ocean and endured countless hardships to finally become a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch at the Xieyue Sanxing Cave. I received the Patriarch's true teachings and learned seventy-two transformations, the somersault cloud, and the indestructible Vajra body.

However, he was impetuous and couldn't help but show off his skills after he gained them. As a result, he was expelled from the mountain by the patriarch. Although he was very reluctant to leave, he could only leave sadly.

Being expelled from Fangcun Mountain was ultimately a sad thing.

However, the thought of learning this extraordinary skill, gaining immortality, and no longer fearing any demons, monsters, or gods filled him with excitement, and he burst into laughter.

"I've been away for so many years, I don't know how my children are doing at home."

On the cloud, Sun Wukong recalled the carefree days he spent with his monkey followers on Flower Fruit Mountain, eating peaches, drinking wine, playing and frolicking without a care in the world. He longed to return home and wished he could somersault back to pick up those little monkeys and have some fun with them.

"My men! I, Old Sun, am back!"

With a somersault, the monkey landed atop Flower Fruit Mountain, shouting loudly, his voice shaking the mountains and forests and echoing across the surrounding fields.

He had expected to hear the monkeys cheering and rushing out to welcome their king back in a lively and joyous manner.

Looking around, the mountain was deserted, the peach grove was quiet, only the sea breeze rustled the leaves, and not even a monkey could be seen.

Sun Wukong, puzzled, scratched his cheek and said, "Strange, where have these monkeys gone to play? Could they have gone to the sea to catch fish and shrimp again?"

With a quick glance, he spotted a group of monkey shadows in the Water Curtain Cave and understood immediately.

A waterfall cascaded down in front of the cave, and the iron bridge swayed. He laughed heartily, "My children, I, Old Sun, am back!"

As soon as we reached the cave entrance, we heard a cacophony of noise and squeaking from inside.

Sun Wukong thought to himself, "Good, so they really are hiding in their cave playing around! Instead of coming out to greet me, they're enjoying their wine and having a good time!"

He leaped into the Water Curtain Cave, shouting, "Children, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the monkey froze.

Inside the Water Curtain Cave, a handsome and composed young man in white robes sat on the main stone chair, exuding an extraordinary air.

The man was surrounded by monkeys, who offered him peaches and wine. The older monkeys bowed, and the younger ones climbed onto his shoulders, all beaming with joy and squeaking excitedly.

"Great Immortal's Divine Might!"

"The Immortal Eats Peaches!"

"The Immortal is drinking!"

The monkeys in the cave treated him like a king, which Sun Wukong saw as being forced to flatter and fawn over them.

The monkey was instantly enraged, his anger surging like a fire that could explode three feet high!

He has suffered greatly all these years, and finally returned after learning his skills. What was it all for? Wasn't it to protect his homeland from being bullied by others? Now, Yun Zhao's behavior is tantamount to touching the monkey's sore spot.

These monkeys were actually "enslaved" by an outsider?

His eyes blazed with fury, and he roared, "Where did this wicked demon come from! Daring to occupy my old Sun's cave and enslave my monkey subjects! Prepare to die!"

Before he could finish speaking, the monkey threw a punch! The wind from the punch was like thunder, and the void trembled. He was born with divine strength and had cultivated an indestructible body. His fist fell like a meteorite, heading straight for Yun Zhao's face!

Yun Zhao was chatting with the monkeys when he heard a noise and looked up to see a golden-haired monkey jump into the cave, looking furious. It was none other than Sun Wukong!

He chuckled to himself: This monkey has just returned from his apprenticeship and is looking for a way to unleash his skills. Meanwhile, he himself has also broken through to the Great Luo realm and is just missing an opponent!

The wind from the punch arrived, but Yun Zhao neither dodged nor avoided it, and simply raised his hand to gently catch it.

Their fists collided with a muffled "boom," nearly shattering the space inside the cave, and the monkeys scattered in fright.

The monkey felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, as if his fist had struck divine iron. The recoil forced him to take a step back, and he was shocked: What a strong body! This scholar-looking man actually withstood a punch from me, Old Sun?

"Wow, that's pretty good!"

Sun Wukong was not angry but delighted, his fighting spirit soaring. Golden light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned, "You wicked demon, you do have some skill. Do you dare to go out and fight me?"

"I can't use my skills properly in this cave, lest I hurt my children!"

Yun Zhao smiled, stood up, and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Please!"

The monkey laughed loudly, somersaulted out of the cave, and Yun Zhao followed with a swirling wave of demonic energy.

The monkeys tried to explain, "Your Majesty, that is..."

But it was too late; the two had already soared into the void of the heavens!

From the void, the monkey roared, "Take this!"

His movements were as swift as lightning, his fists rained down like rain, each punch landing squarely on the flesh! Every punch he threw shattered the surrounding void, causing thunder and lightning to roar, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, with immense force aimed straight at Yun Zhao's vitals!

Yun Zhao activated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his body shimmering with golden light. His physical body was immortal, and he neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead met it head-on!

As fists and palms collided, a deafening roar was heard, the void shattered like a mirror, and the earth trembled for thousands of miles!

The monkey's fist was as strong as a dragon, and Yun Zhao's palm was as powerful as a mountain. Every strike distorted the space, and black energy and golden light intertwined, turning into billions of rays of light that illuminated the nine heavens!

The monkey's fighting spirit soared, and he unleashed a variety of transformations, his body sometimes large and sometimes small, his fists flashing in countless shadows. One punch shattered a nebula, and another palm tore open the void! Although he did not possess the Golden Cudgel, he was born with supernatural powers and boundless strength. His fists were like meteorites, and his legs were like divine whips, sweeping across the eight wastelands!

Yun Zhao held his own, protected by the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his physical body was like a treasure, his fists and palms struck hard, causing the monkey to feel pain in his heart, but he became more and more courageous in the battle.

The black mist transformed into a dragon, which coiled around the monkey. Deathly energy was lurking, and it would decay upon contact.

It's like two ancient gods vying for supremacy, destroying the heavens and the earth!

The monkey grew increasingly alarmed as it fought: How could this scholar's physical body be so strong? I, Old Sun, am indestructible and possess divine strength, yet I am somehow at a disadvantage?

With each exchange of blows, his hands throbbed with pain, and his bones creaked! Yet his fighting spirit only intensified, and he laughed heartily, "That was exhilarating! Let's go again!"

Yun Zhao secretly praised, "The monkey truly lives up to its name as the Spiritual Stone Monkey, a natural warrior!"

Having just returned from his apprenticeship, and with his skills not yet fully integrated, the fact that he could fight me to this extent is truly impressive.

Unfortunately, the monkey was only at the Taiyi realm, not even a pseudo-Daluo.

If he were to get serious, Sun Wukong's defeat would be nothing more than a matter of moments.

After testing his strength, Yun Zhao lost interest, withdrew his hand, and laughed, "Brother, let's stop. If we keep fighting like this, won't it damage our harmony?"

Upon hearing this, the monkey snorted coldly and stopped.

He thought he had mastered a whole set of skills and few in the world could rival him, but he never expected to be taught a lesson by the man in white before him as soon as he returned.

The monkey couldn't help but recall the words his patriarch had once told him to stop showing off.

I didn't take it seriously at the time, but now I realize that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding.

Although he was inwardly convinced, the monkey, proud of his reputation, refused to back down: "You forcibly occupied my cave, where is the peace to speak of? Come, let's fight three hundred more rounds!"

"You've misunderstood. I didn't occupy your cave. In fact, you should thank me." Yun Zhao smiled, and seeing the suspicion on the monkey's face, he said, "If you don't believe me, come down with me and ask the monkey troop."