Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 656 - 657 Persuading King Huangmei (Second

“You can find refuge with the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult!”

As soon as King Huang Mei finished muttering to himself, a light chuckle suddenly sounded beside him, startling him so much that he jumped up and looked towards where the voice had come from. There stood a man at the edge of the trees, a wild grass clenched in his mouth, looking at him with a meaningful gaze— it was Sun Wukong.

“Who are you? Why are you following me?”

“I am Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven! Aren’t you homeless now? You can go to Flower-Fruit Mountain in the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing and join the Demon Cult. You’re quite strong, and the cult is in the midst of a great expansion. I can make a special approval for you to join!”

Sun Wukong’s words made King Huang Mei’s eyes bulge in surprise, “The Great Sage? You are the sect hierarch Wukong of the Demon Cult? How did you end up here? Wait, could it be that the person who secretly took the Golden Cymbal and the human seed bag was you?”

“You’re not too stupid! Exactly, it was me!”

Sun Wukong didn’t shy away from admitting it openly.

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“You bastard, why did you harm me?”

King Huang Mei was furious, his teeth clenching loudly. If he didn’t know that he was no match for Sun Wukong, he would have definitely rushed to fight him.

“Harm you? I was saving you!”

Sun Wukong chuckled coldly, “Do you really think following that fellow Maitreya promised a bright future? You should have seen it, your position in his heart is far less important than the two magical treasures. You’re just one of his servants, easily disposable!”

“I…”

King Huang Mei wanted to argue, but suddenly found himself at a loss for words. Sun Wukong was right; in Maitreya Buddha’s eyes, he was indeed just a lad for pounding medicines, a servant, a subordinate, far less important than the Golden Cymbal and the human seed bag.

“Huang Mei, do you truly think that Maitreya Buddha is unaware of your plans to replace Jiang Liu’er and his companions on their Journey to the West to Seek Scriptures at the Thunder Sound Temple this time? This was his arrangement all along, otherwise could you have so easily taken away his two magical treasures?”

Previously, Sun Wukong had been stealthily enjoying the show, observing everything clearly. Maitreya Buddha, neither arriving too early nor too late, only appeared after Yuan Hong’s two escapes, clearly realizing that the demon cult couldn’t handle Yuan Hong. He feared Yuan might summon more formidable immortals and gods, causing a big scene that would be difficult to resolve, and even more he feared his plans would be discovered by Tathagata Buddha, hence he took timely action.

This always-smiling, corpulent monk was not as clueless as he appeared to be; his thoughts were indeed profound!

Had Sun Wukong not intervened secretly, Maitreya Buddha would have returned to Spiritual Mountain unscathed with the Golden Cymbal and the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, even receiving the Merit and Destiny of helping Yuan Hong subdue King Huang Mei.

“Of course I know this was arranged by the Buddha…”

King Huang Mei’s expression turned sour; he clearly understood that everything was arranged by Maitreya Buddha. Although Maitreya did not explicitly say so, placing the two treasures readily within his reach and intentionally mentioning Tang Seng and his disciples’ Journey to the West made it obvious what Maitreya intended. Huang Mei did indeed act according to Maitreya Buddha’s plan.

However, what King Huang Mei did not anticipate was that Maitreya Buddha would sense that the situation was not in his favor and come to capture him, nor did he expect that Sun Wukong would intervene and stealthily take the Golden Cymbal and the Ruyi Qiankun Bag. Now, there was no way he could return to the Buddhist Sect!

It seemed he could only do as Sun Wukong had said: seek refuge with the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult!

“There is a Buddha Seal implanted within me by Maitreya Buddha. If he utters a spell, I will be drawn to him within ten thousand miles—I cannot escape…”

King Huang Mei grimaced, “Unless the seal is removed, even if I go to Flower-Fruit Mountain, I still won’t be able to escape!”

“A mere seal, what’s so difficult about that? If you’re willing to join the Demon Cult, I will remove it for you right now!”

Sun Wukong spoke nonchalantly, capable of removing even the birth seal inside the Qiankun Bag—how could he not manage the seal planted inside King Huang Mei?

“Is that really true?”

King Huang Mei was thrilled.

“Why not give it a try and see?”

Sun Wukong chuckled. Without further hesitation, King Huang Mei approached him and sat down cross-legged, “Then, I am in your hands, Great Sage!”

“It’s just a trivial matter!”

As Sun Wukong spoke, he reached out and tapped King Huang Mei’s forehead, his Divine Sense probing inward. Indeed, he discovered a Buddha Seal within the Niwan Palace of his forehead—a technique not too ingenious. Wrapped and slightly refined by the Chaos Primordial Force, the seal disappeared without a trace.

“Thank you, Great Sage!”

Once the Buddha Seal vanished, King Huang Mei felt it right away, his heart swelling with joy as he respectfully thanked Sun Wukong with a bow.

“Enough, no need for thanks! Take this Jade Slip to Flower-Fruit Mountain, hand it to the Grand Steward Leng Xuan. He will arrange things for you. Hereafter, simply cultivate well in Flower-Fruit Mountain. Should the day come when you achieve something of note, I will let you confront Maitreya Buddha personally to settle your grievances of these years of enslavement!”

“Yes, Great Sage!”

At this moment, King Huang Mei bore no resentment towards Sun Wukong; the Buddha Seal in the Niwan Palace was gone, and he was finally a free man!