Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 537 - 512 (2.0) Journey to the West

Volume 1 The Unspeakable Chapter 2 In a Moment of Thought

The expressions of monkeys are as rich as those of humans. For example, the monkey that is now surrounded by others in the center of Flower Fruit Mountain is smiling bitterly: he had only thought about it, yet he actually became a monkey and arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain. There really is such a thing as time travel in this world!

Was it because his own thoughts were too strong? These days, he had been constantly thinking about how to play the role of Wukong, wandering the path of the pilgrimage in his dreams every night. He hadn’t expected to lose the chance to play the part in reality, but instead, he came to the world of Journey to the West to play Wukong! It’s like looking at flowers in the fog; which one is real and which is fake?

The distance between reality and dreams is actually just a moment of thought.

Shi Hou, no, he should be called Stone Monkey now. Stone Monkey listened to the calling of the monkeys around him, "Stone Monkey, Stone Monkey," and looking at their expectant eyes, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, I am Stone Monkey!"

Life on Flower Fruit Mountain was carefree and colorful.

Stone Monkey learned everything without a teacher. He had always been searching for what made him different from other monkeys, but to no avail. Stone Monkey also had a flesh and blood body, with a heartbeat, pulse, feeling cold and hot, and feeling pain and itch. In terms of running, jumping, climbing, and picking peaches, although he was self-taught, he didn’t seem to be stronger than the other monkeys.

Inherently, having sprung from the Immortal Stone, he should have had some exceptional natural gifts. Stone Monkey stared blankly at the large peach in his hand, pondering to himself.

Ah Fei approached Stone Monkey and pointed at the large peach in his hand, saying, "Don’t eat, give it to me."

Stone Monkey glanced at Ah Fei and threw the peach to him. Ah Fei devoted his whole heart to the fruit, eating it with juice splattering everywhere, which made Stone Monkey’s heart ache.

Stone Monkey could also get hungry, but he felt that peaches were not meant to be eaten just for the sake of eating. Even if he had to eat, one should be more refined and respectful. The remaining peach pit should be buried deep in the soil; it was a seed. With this peach pit, the peach would not die; rather, it would be reborn in another form.

Watching the gluttonous display of Ah Fei, Stone Monkey suddenly felt a surge of disgust and turned to walk down the mountain.

He hadn’t gotten far when Ah Fei caught up from behind, somewhat excitedly saying, "There’s a clear stream at the bottom of the mountain, let’s go take a bath, how about it?"

From afar, Flower Fruit Mountain looked like a giant peach, with a stream flowing from the center, dividing the big peach into eastern and western halves. The eastern group of monkeys was led by two Gibbon Apes, while the western group was managed by two Red-Buttocked Horse Monkeys. Being newly born and rather solitary, Stone Monkey had always been alone and had not yet allegiances to any side.

Once at the foothill, he saw hundreds of monkeys frolicking by the stream.

At a glance, Stone Monkey could tell the rank of each monkey. Four old monkeys sat in the middle of the stream, their bodies much larger than the average monkey, with an air of arrogance, talking to each other about something. Each old monkey had several other monkeys bringing water to wash their bodies. The rest of the monkeys kept their distance, apparently not even qualified to bring water.

Stone Monkey approached the stream, cupping the water to drink, enjoying the sweet and refreshing taste that instantly lifted his spirits.

Just then, a Gibbon Ape suddenly shouted, "Which family does that monkey belong to? He is quite uncouth!"

Before Stone Monkey could react, several smaller monkeys had jumped over, pinned him down, and brought him in front of the Gibbon Ape.

Seeing the excitement, the playing troop of monkeys gathered around to watch. Stone Monkey, seeing the crowded mass of monkeys jostling for a good position, thought to himself: ’It seems rubbernecking isn’t exclusively a human behavior.’

The Gibbon Ape bellowed, "Where are you from, monkey, daring to drink water from upstream?"

Stone Monkey was stunned. Was "The Wolf and the Lamb" story about to replay with him in the lead role? He thought to himself that Flower Fruit Mountain was destined to be his territory, and if he couldn’t even beat this ape, what was the point of staying here?

Stone Monkey wrested free from the few small monkeys and retorted, "Where are you from, monkey, to speak to me in such a manner?"

The Gibbon Ape was shocked and furious, having been the Monkey King for several decades, with a troop of subordinate monkeys that never dared to defy him. Yet today, this stranger of a monkey had talked back. Feeling like he had lost face, he shouted fiercely, "You newborn monkey, listen well. In Flower Fruit Mountain, there are only four creatures of spirit, two Gibbon Apes and two Red-Buttocked Horse Monkeys, who lead their respective eastern and western mountains. I am the king of the eastern mountain, do you know that?"

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Stone Monkey burst into laughter, his laughter leaving the other monkeys bewildered and clueless. Finally, when he had laughed enough, he said, "I thought there was something extraordinary about you. Listen well. I was born from the Immortal Stone of Flower Fruit Mountain, over the years absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and moon. I have come here to become the king of Flower Fruit Mountain! Do you dare defy the will of heaven?"

The monkey crowd buzzed with noise. A few young monkeys said, "It’s true he sprang from a stone, I saw it with my own eyes." Word spread from one to ten, and in a short time, all the monkeys knew about Stone Monkey’s origins, and they began to believe some of what he said.

The two Gibbon Apes and the two Red-Buttocked Horse Monkeys exchanged glances, uncertain of what to do. If they believed what Stone Monkey said, their own positions as leaders would be in jeopardy. If they didn’t believe him and forcefully suppressed Stone Monkey, they feared the other monkeys would not accept it.

The Gibbon Ape’s eyes twirled and he hissed a few times, silencing the noisy crowd. The old monkey then said, "Among you, who knows where this water comes from?" No one replied for a while, leaving the monkeys confused. They had just been discussing Stone Monkey’s identity, and now they were being asked where the water originated from?