Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 447 Buddhist Scheme for the Trip to the Dragon Palace

Sun Wukong then took the opportunity to test the character and personality of the demon kings.

On the nameless fairy island, Sun Wukong deeply remembered the immortal's teachings.

I would never dare to associate with those who are vicious, wicked, and lack good fortune and morality.

After the banquet, Sun Wukong had a pretty good idea of ​​everyone's character and personality. They were all passable and not vicious.

So, after waking up from the banquet, at the invitation of the Mischievous Demon King, Sun Wukong formally became sworn brothers with the other demon kings.

Although Sun Wukong was highly skilled, he was the youngest and was the Eighth King, the Handsome Monkey King.

After becoming king and dominating the land, he lived a very carefree life, spending his days cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique on Flower Fruit Mountain to solidify his foundation.

In his spare time, he would eat, drink, and have fun with his demon king brothers, living a very carefree life.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

Over the course of a century, the calamity-inducing energy between heaven and earth grew ever more vast, spreading in wisps and strands throughout the world.

In the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Zhunti opened his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "Senior Brother, shouldn't we proceed with the next step?"

Jieyin calculated with his fingers and said, "The time has come; let's take action."

"Yes."

Zhunti closed his eyes tightly again.

In the Eastern Continent of Aolai, tens of thousands of miles away from Flower Fruit Mountain, on a celestial mountain, the Great Sage Monkey King, who was meditating and diligently cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in them.

"The time has come; it's time to move on to the next step!"

The Monkey King, his voice hoarse, rose and flew toward Mount Cuiyun and the Banana Cave.

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed. The Bull Demon King set up a banquet at the Banana Cave on Mount Cuiyun, inviting his sworn brothers to come and drink.

Sun Wukong hadn't gotten together with his brothers in a long time, so he agreed without hesitation.

On the day of the banquet, after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the Bull Demon King suggested that they have a contest to see who could beat whom.

Other demon kings all had their own magical treasures, but when it came to Sun Wukong, he was empty-handed.

The Bull Demon King frowned and asked, "Brother Wukong, why don't you have a suitable weapon yet?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "I rarely make a move on Flower Fruit Mountain, so I didn't go looking for me."

"That won't do. Go, go and get my treasured Overlord Spear."

The Bull Demon King frowned and ordered his underlings to fetch a large spear.

The spear was as black as ink, heavy and dark, with spiritual light shimmering on it. It was clearly a top-tier magic weapon, and it took three or four lesser demons working together to carry it over.

"Wow, Brother Niu is so generous, he's even willing to take out such a wonderful magic weapon."

Everyone immediately became envious.

"Go away, what are you all making a fuss about? This magic weapon is for Brother Wukong."

Sun Wukong reached out and grasped the spear, then gently lifted it, and the spear stuck firmly to his hand.

He swung the spear a few times with great force, but Sun Wukong frowned and put it back.

"Brother Wukong, do you dislike the magical artifacts your elder brother gave you?"

Sun Wukong quickly waved his hand, laughing awkwardly, "The magic weapon my elder brother gifted me is certainly good, but it's too light; I'm not used to using it."

The Bull Demon King frowned. "This is too light?"

Suddenly, the Bull Demon King seemed to remember something. "Brother, do you know about the Dragon Clan of the East Sea?"

"I know. They are one of the three ancient innate races. They are extremely powerful and stand at the top of the three realms. Moreover, the dragon race is famous for its many treasures."

The Bull Demon King smirked. "The Dragon Clan has many magical treasures, and we're located in the East Sea. Why don't we go to the East Sea Dragon Palace and borrow one?"

Fear flashed in the eyes of the Flood Dragon King. "Brother, this is absolutely impossible! The Dragon Clan is incredibly powerful; we are too weak."

As a close relative of the dragon clan, the Flood Dragon King naturally knew how profound the dragon clan's foundation was.

Hundreds of years ago, in the Battle of the East Sea, the Ancestor Zhulong reappeared in the Three Realms, crushing the ancient Buddhas of Buddhism. The might of the Dragon Clan was unmatched in the Three Realms; how could these little Karami possibly provoke them?

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King was momentarily at a loss for words.

The Monkey King spoke up, "Second Brother, we're neighbors with the Dragon Clan. We're going to borrow treasure, not to cause trouble. Why would the Dragon Clan attack us without even knowing what happened?"

"I still suggest you don't go to the Dragon Clan."

The Demon King Jiao expressed his opinion.

On the contrary, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly. The moment the Macaque King spoke, a feeling that had dissipated in his heart for a long time reappeared.

Something's wrong with the Monkey King!

Sun Wukong, who originally did not want to go to the Dragon Palace to borrow treasures, changed his mind at this time.

"Actually, what Fifth Brother said is not wrong. We and the Dragon Clan are old neighbors. After so many years, even if we don't borrow treasures, it's not wrong to visit our old neighbors."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "But this time, let me go alone first. My brothers will wait here. I'll be right back."

After saying that, he transformed into a streak of light, picked some local specialties and gifts, and then flew towards the East China Sea.

Meanwhile, in the dazzling Crystal Palace in the East Sea, Ao Qing, the Turtle Prime Minister, looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva who had just left, his face grim.

The West dares to order his dragons around, as if they were still the liches who hid themselves away.

The Turtle Prime Minister asked cautiously, "Clan Chief, what should we do?"

Ao Qing snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "What is Buddhism? How dare it order my dragon clan around? My dragon clan only respects the decrees of the two sages of Shangqing. Everything will remain unchanged, and we will proceed according to the original plan."

"Yes, clan chief."

Sun Wukong flew to the surface of the East Sea, did a somersault, and suddenly plunged into the sea.

Everything in the sea fascinated Sun Wukong: merfolk, dragon whales, yakshas, ​​shrimp soldiers, crab generals—the ocean was like the most magnificent treasure, attracting Sun Wukong's gaze.

After playing for a while, Sun Wukong dived into the depths of the East Sea and soon encountered a group of shrimp soldiers.

The shrimp soldiers, swaggering and arrogant, blocked Sun Wukong's path. "Where did you come from, cultivator? This is the Dragon Clan's territory. Unauthorized persons are not allowed to trespass. Please retreat immediately."

Sun Wukong said, "I am the Monkey King from Flower Fruit Mountain near Aolai Kingdom. I am an old neighbor of the Dragon Clan. I have come to visit the Dragon King today. Please ask this lobster brother to inform me."

The shrimp soldier stared intently at Sun Wukong and asked without hesitation, "How many mountains are there within ten thousand miles of Flower Fruit Mountain?"

One hundred and seventy-three.

Sun Wukong answered without hesitation.

The shrimp soldier thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go and inform them. You stay here and don't wander around."

"Okay."

The shrimp soldiers hurriedly left.

A short while later, they emerged from the Crystal Palace.

"Monkey, you're lucky. The Turtle Prime Minister lets you in. Remember, this is the Dragon Palace, a place of great importance. Don't look at things you shouldn't see, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. If you offend the Dragon King, even ten of your lives wouldn't be enough to pay for it."

"Understood, understood. This is a specialty of Huaguo Mountain. Brother Lobster, please have a taste."

Sun Wukong handed over a large basket of fresh peaches, and then, guided by the shrimp soldiers, walked towards the Crystal Palace.

Inside the Crystal Palace, the Turtle Prime Minister stood ready, remembering the Sage's instructions: the monkey was coming, and everything had to proceed according to plan without the slightest mistake.

Sun Wukong entered the Crystal Palace and immediately saw the Turtle Prime Minister.

He was short and stocky, carrying a large pot lid on his back. He was unremarkable in appearance, but the aura he exuded was extremely dangerous.

Master!

A true master!

Sun Wukong gave his own assessment.

(End of this chapter)