Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 706 - 707 Not Going Home Until Drunk (Second

Chapter 706 -707: Not Going Home Until Drunk (Second Update!)

Chapter 706 -707: Not Going Home Until Drunk (Second Update!)

“Many thanks to the two clan leaders for lending a hand to our leader, Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult is immensely grateful!”

After hearing Sun Wukong recount the situation about the great battle, everyone was utterly shocked. Leng Xuan stood up, raising a toast to Mu Sheng and Yan Jue with a face full of gratitude. As the Grand Steward of Flower-Fruit Mountain, he indeed had the right to express thanks on behalf of the entire Flower-Fruit Mountain to them.

“Grand Steward Leng, please, there’s no need for formalities!”

Mu Sheng and Yan Jue did not put on airs either. Leng Xuan’s current strength was at the level of Slaying Two Corpses Sub-Saint Realm, and he might break through to become a Slaying Two Corpses Merit Saint at any moment. Moreover, as the Grand Steward of Flower-Fruit Mountain, Leng Xuan’s status was not inferior to theirs.

Leading by example, the high-ranking members of the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult enthusiastically raised their glasses to Mu Sheng and Yan Jue, especially Zi Xia Fairy, who offered three consecutive toasts. She really couldn’t imagine, if something had happened to Sun Wukong, how she would continue this long life on her own!

“Donghua, it’s been years since we’ve seen each other. You’ve advanced quite fast in your cultivation!”

Demon Master Kunpeng and Donghua Emperor were chatting on the side. They had interacted thousands of years ago, but at that time Demon Master Kunpeng was only at the Half-Step Saint Cultivation, and Donghua Emperor was just at Quasi-Saint Cultivation. Having not seen each other for many years, both had now become Slaying Two Corpses Merit Saints, making Demon Master Kunpeng marvel at Donghua Emperor’s extraordinary talent.

“Same goes for you, Kunpeng. Your cultivation has increased rapidly as well!”

Donghua Emperor laughed, his current cultivation placing him just below the Three Purities in Heavenly Court, and not by much. Among the Three Purities, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord and the Leader of Tongtian had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, disengaged from worldly affairs. Only the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was active in the Heavenly Court. However, he and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable did not have much interaction, and the Jade Emperor could not control him.

“I say, Donghua, although you are one of the Five Emperors, you don’t have any inseparable connection to the Heavenly Court. Why must you remain in that lonely Immortal Palace?”

Demon Master Kunpeng gestured around and said, “Look around our Flower-Fruit Mountain. Although it is mostly inhabited by the Demon Clan, there are also humans and other Races coexisting peacefully like one big family. Everyone exchanges cultivation insights frequently. Isn’t this much more effective than you cultivating alone in that desolate Immortal Palace?”

“Moreover, the air in Flower-Fruit Mountain is now filled with Immortal Spiritual Qi, a feature not even the Heavenly Court can match, right?”

As Demon Master Kunpeng spoke, he looked intently at Donghua Emperor, “How about it, are you tempted? If you’re tempted, why not leave the Heavenly Court to settle in Flower-Fruit Mountain? I can promise on Wukong’s behalf that you won’t need to lift a finger in any conflicts between Flower-Fruit Mountain and Heavenly Court. How about it?”

“This, I need some time to think it over…”

Donghua Emperor was indeed somewhat tempted. He had long been disgruntled by the Jade Emperor’s deeds. If not for his duty as one of the Five Emperors to guard the Heavenly Palace, he would have long since traveled afar to live a carefree life.

The world had drastically changed; it was an era of great strife. Ten Ancient Races had already returned, and it was uncertain when more would massively return to the Three Realms. The Heavenly Court’s control over the Three Realms could be said to be in name only!

In such times, clinging to the Heavenly Court could likely lead to one’s own ruin. The Donghua Emperor was not an obstinate man; he understood this well, but after all those years of steadfast service, it was too much to ask for him to abandon his duties and defect from the Heavenly Court to Flower-Fruit Mountain at the mere suggestion of Demon Master Kunpeng.

Demon Master Kunpeng also knew that this could not be forced, so hinting at it was the best approach; after all, the Donghua Emperor was in no rush to return to the Heavenly Court. By having him stay at Flower-Fruit Mountain for a while longer, he could see the benefits firsthand and naturally might change his mind after weighing the advantages and disadvantages.

The symposium gradually turned into a banquet; at the feast, everyone grouped into threes and fives, drinking and chatting while exchanging insights about cultivation. Initially a formal gathering for the higher-ups of Flower-Fruit Mountain, soon all members of the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult had gathered near the outside terrace of Water Curtain Cave Heaven, setting up a grand banquet to celebrate, leaving Mu Sheng and Yan Jue utterly dumbfounded.

“Great Saint, why make such a grand affair out of this?”

Mu Sheng was puzzled. It was just a simple meeting, so how did it evolve into a grand celebration for the entire Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult? Wasn’t this a bit excessive?

“You two don’t know; this has become a tradition for us! Our Great Saint has gotten used to being an absentee manager, usually leaving us to handle all the affairs of Flower-Fruit Mountain while he rarely shows himself around. As he seldom meets with everyone, we always hold a celebration whenever he returns,” Leng Xuan said with a mischievous smile, revealing the truth. Sun Wukong’s face couldn’t help but show a bit of embarrassment, and he glared fiercely at Leng Xuan, who simply shrugged, speaking nothing but the truth after all.

“Hehe, well, don’t mind it! That’s just how we are at Flower-Fruit Mountain, always joking around…”

Sun Wukong gave Mu Sheng and Yan Jue an awkward smile, raised his glass, and toasted, “Come on, drink up! This is our homemade Monkey Wine from Flower-Fruit Mountain, a unique brew you can’t find anywhere else. Today, we won’t stop until we’re all drunk!”

Monkey Wine may have been nowhere as potent as Battle Victory Wine in terms of effects, but it was still a rare Immortal Wine, also brewed from various Immortal Fruits and heavenly treasures. Though it wasn’t much use to a Heavenly Dao Saint, the flavor was superb. Mu Sheng and Yan Jue didn’t hold back and drank heartily. They ended up drinking for three days and nights. Excluding the guards on duty, almost all the members of the Demon Cult, including Sun Wukong, were drunk.

Sun Wukong slept for an entire month before waking up. After intense battles with the Evil Emperor and Lei Kuang, he was severely injured. Although the healing abilities of his Chaos Battle Body were incredibly strong and his wounds had almost healed, some hidden ailments hadn’t recovered immediately. This lengthy sleep provided a good opportunity to recuperate.

Mu Sheng and Yan Jue had already set off back to their respective territories. After inquiring about the situation at Flower-Fruit Mountain, Sun Wukong gave some instructions to Leng Xuan and others, then rode the clouds and left Flower-Fruit Mountain, flying toward the west where Jiang Liu’er and the others had gone.

After several hours, Sun Wukong arrived at Yuhua County in the lower provinces of Tianzhu Kingdom, a territory belonging to the imperial family of Tianzhu Kingdom. He had already spotted the auspicious light in the sky, which was Jiang Liu’er’s Merit Golden Light, indicating that Jiang Liu’er and his companions were in Yuhua Royal Mansion.

“This Tianzhu Kingdom is rich in resources, quite different from the Central Plains! Seeing the state of Jiang Liu’er’s Merit Golden Light, his Merit Golden Body must be nearly complete. That’s great news! Oh, and it’s the perfect time to bestow the Wind-Thunder Divine Stick to Yuan Hong!”