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

The monkey led the way, and the group of demon kings entered the mountains.

A grand feast had already been laid out in the open space outside the cave. Stone tables and chairs were neatly arranged, piled high with spiritual fruits and nectar, as well as delicacies cooked from rare birds and animals hunted in the mountains, their aroma filling the air.

Thousands of monkey demons stood in formation, each with impeccable military bearing and possessing the cultivation level of a terrestrial immortal. They were carefully selected by Yun Zhao to serve as part of his ceremonial guard.

Upon seeing Sun Wukong's return, and with the six demon kings accompanying him, they bowed and cheered, their voices so loud that the water curtain at the cave entrance trembled slightly.

At the cave entrance, a figure in white robes slowly emerged; it was Yun Zhao.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, seemingly gentle and composed, yet giving people an invisible sense of oppression. Just by standing there, it was as if the entire Flower Fruit Mountain revolved around him.

The six demon kings were all famous demons in the Three Realms, with profound cultivation and extensive knowledge, but upon seeing Yun Zhao, they couldn't help but feel wary.

That kind of intimidation wasn't an outward display of murderous intent, but rather like the still waters of the deep sea—calm on the surface, yet harboring an undercurrent that could devour everything within. No one could discern his strength or weakness; they only felt that this person was unfathomable.

Yun Zhao cupped his hands and smiled, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable composure: "You have all come from afar, and I have not been able to prepare everything in a hurry. Today's banquet is rather simple, please forgive me. I will give you a proper welcome feast tomorrow."

The six demon kings looked down and saw that the fruits, wines, and rare beasts on the stone table were all glowing with spiritual light. Such delicacies could not be described by the word "simple".

It was clearly top-quality stuff, even better than the banquets in their respective cave dwellings.

The Bull Demon King laughed and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. Such delicacies and fine wine are already rare! How could we brothers dare to complain?"

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon also cupped his hands and said, "Indeed, indeed! Your Majesty's hospitality is too much for us!"

The demon kings took their seats according to their status as host and guest, with Yun Zhao in the host's seat, Sun Wukong sitting next to him, and the other six demon kings standing on either side.

The monkey demons busied themselves pouring wine and serving dishes, their movements orderly and without the slightest sign of panic.

Sun Wukong grabbed the wine cup and took a satisfying sip, then snuggled up to Yun Zhao and chuckled, "Brother, I've only been away from home for a few years, how come Flower Fruit Mountain has changed so much?"

"These monkeys, they used to be so mischievous, always climbing mountains and jumping through caves, making a ruckus. Now they've become so imposing. And those formations, those armies—I almost didn't recognize my own home!"

Yun Zhao smiled slightly, raised his cup and lightly clinked it with his: "My dear brother is enjoying himself outside, leaving the family to me. Of course, I cannot let him down."

"In the past, although the monkeys were naturally lively, they were also undisciplined. I merely restrained them slightly, taught them some military formations and breathing exercises."

"Furthermore, spiritual practice is like managing a household. If the house is chaotic and disorderly, one would find it difficult to enjoy the path of spiritual practice. How can one enter the path if the mind is not calm?"

These words, though spoken in a plain tone, resonated deeply like the morning bell and evening drum, striking a chord with the heart.

Upon hearing this, the six demon kings were filled with awe.

They each ruled their own kingdoms. Although there were many demon soldiers in their caves, they were mostly a rabble who bullied the weak by relying on their cultivation levels. Where was the discipline they displayed?

The Bull Demon King raised a thick eyebrow and thought to himself, "Just by looking at his ability to manage a household, I know this person is extraordinary."

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

The monkey demons put on a show of singing and dancing, some doing somersaults and others performing magic tricks, filling the cave with laughter and joy.

The Bull Demon King raised his cup and laughed loudly, "Your Majesty, my brother has been talking about you all the way here, saying you are incredibly powerful, physically invincible, and possess unparalleled abilities! We brothers have come here today, firstly to recognize our roots, and secondly... hehe, we also want to make your acquaintance and experience Your Majesty's abilities!"

When the word "make friends" was mentioned, the Bull Demon King raised his voice, with a hint of probing.

The other five demon kings' eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

Peng Demon King sneered, "Exactly! My brother said that Your Majesty alone can defeat the seven of us, and I'm not convinced. Today is the perfect opportunity to ask you in person!"

The demon kings, lion kings, and other demons echoed in unison, their eyes burning as they stared directly at Yun Zhao.

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao put down his wine cup, laughed heartily, stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "You heroes are too kind. Wukong was just joking. He doesn't deserve the title of 'supernaturally powerful.' He only has some rudimentary skills."

"But since you all have such an interest, if I were to refuse, wouldn't I appear cowardly and lose face for nothing? Therefore... Yun Zhao is also willing to learn a thing or two! But let's stop here and not hurt our harmony."

"Great! That felt good!"

The demon kings cheered in unison.

Sun Wukong grinned from the side, "Today I'll show you what your elder brother is capable of. Come on, who wants to go first?"

The weakest of the three, King Yu Rong, couldn't hold back any longer. He jumped up, flicked his God-Driving Whip, which transformed into a golden dragon, and shouted, "Your Majesty, since that's the case, let me, Old Yu, be the first to learn from you!" (King Yu Rong is probably a golden monkey that has become a spirit. The original text doesn't give him a name, so his title is used instead.)

Yun Zhao nodded slightly, stood up, and said, "Please."

The two figures flashed and appeared in mid-air.

The five demon kings and Sun Wukong followed and formed a circle to watch.

The monkeys, having been instructed, retreated to a distance, leaving only a large open space.

Yu Rongwang dared not be careless. With a swift movement, he used his Divine Exorcism ability. His body shone with golden light, and the Divine Exorcism Whip, like a serpent, coiled towards Yun Zhao. The whip shadows were numerous, carrying the power to tear through the void, and aimed directly at Yun Zhao's vitals!

Yun Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Just as the whip was about to strike, he gently raised his hand and pointed out a finger—the Netherworld Annihilation Finger.

Death energy lingered around his fingertips, seemingly effortless, yet carrying the power of the laws governing the decay of all things.

"Snapped!"

In an instant, King Yu Rong felt a chilling death aura surge into his body along with the whip, his flesh withered instantly, and his magical power receded like a tide.

He was terrified and tried to whip his whip and retreat, but it was too late.

Yun Zhao followed up with a palm strike, the force of which was like a mountain pressing down, vast and boundless.

"boom!"

Yu Rongwang was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and his whole body flew backward, crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He scrambled to his feet, his face pale, the Demon-Slaying Whip nearly slipping from his grasp. Gasping for breath, he said, "Well...well done! I've lost! Your Majesty's divine power is truly beyond my comprehension!"

The demon kings were startled.

Although Yu Rongwang was the weakest of the Seven Demons, he was still at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. Even the Bull Demon King would need dozens of rounds to defeat him, but Yun Zhao defeated him in just one move!

The Bull Demon King's thick eyes widened: "Impressive skills!"

Sun Wukong laughed heartily: "I told you Big Brother was amazing!"

The Yu Rong King withdrew, but the Macaque King could no longer contain himself. He leaped out, wielding his black iron staff, and shouted, "Your Majesty, I, the old Macaque, refuse to accept this! I'll fight you again!"

He swayed and used the Tongbi Divine Skill, his arms growing several feet longer. The Xuan Tie Eyebrow-Level Staff was wrapped in black wind, its shadow like a mountain, and smashed towards Yun Zhao!

This strike was powerful and heavy, carrying the force to destroy the heavens and the earth, causing the surrounding void to crack.

Yun Zhao remained with his hands behind his back, his feet treading on empty air. Only when the staff was about to reach him did he sidestep, his right hand hooking around the staff with a light touch! The Monkey King was shocked and tried to pull the staff away, but it was like being stuck in mud, unable to budge an inch.

"rise!"

Yun Zhao let out a low shout, and with a flick of his wrist, a force like a raging storm came from the staff.

The monkey king was thrown backward, feeling numbness in his arms and nearly losing his grip on the staff.

He quickly changed his moves, his staff flashing in countless shadows, striking left and right, lifting and pressing down, using all his skills. In the air, only the shadows of monkeys could be seen flashing, as if there were thousands of demonic bodies.

Yun Zhao remained calm and composed, standing with his hands behind his back, and used only one hand to hook and deflect the attack.

The Monkey King unleashed countless attacks, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Yun Zhao's clothes. Instead, he was eroded by the deathly aura, and his magical power gradually waned.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Zhao flicked his fingertip, and a wisp of demonic energy transformed into a thin thread that wrapped around the Monkey King's wrist.

"not good!"

The Monkey King realized things were going badly, but it was too late to retreat.

Yun Zhao then launched a palm strike.

"Bang!"

The Monkey King was struck down from the sky with tremendous force, leaving a hundred-foot-long, bottomless handprint on the ground.

When he climbed out of the pit, his face was filled with horror. He clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is incredibly powerful. I... am completely convinced! I have no further words!"

Seeing that the Monkey King, who was at the early stage of Taiyi, was defeated by Yun Zhao in just a few moves, the fighting spirit of the remaining demons increased rather than decreased.

"Your Majesty has impressive skills, but they cannot be fully utilized in these mountains. Would you be willing to fight me in the void?" The Lion Camel King appeared in a flash.

"please!"