Great Demon Sun Wukong

Just as Yue Huangquan gave a self-mocking smile, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and vertigo. Caomei, who had just stood up, saw Yue Huangquan nearly fainting and swiftly flashed to his side to support him. Feeling someone holding him up, Xi Zhao quickly took out a jade vase from his bosom and poured out a deep purple elixir. After swallowing it, he promptly sat down cross-legged on the spot.

Whether it was the magic of the elixir or Yue Huangquan's own considerable strength, it took less than a quarter of an hour for Yue Huangquan to open his eyes. With a hint of apology, he said, "I didn't expect the Life Creation Great Formation to drain the soul so heavily; I need to return immediately to rest.

Caomei will lead you to your quarters." Having said that, he offered them an apologetic smile, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect Yue Huangquan to be so drained. It seems that separating the aura of the Creation Fruit is not as easy as he claimed! Caomei, let's go rest first!" Yue Huangquan, as a Domain Lord, would have ample resources to recover to his peak condition overnight, so Xi Zhao and the others were not worried.

Despite her concern, Caomei was helpless to do anything but lead Sun Wukong and his companions directly to the depths of the grand hall.

In fact, this grand hall, reaching up into the Cosmic Sky, was Yue Huangquan's Realm King Divine Palace, the Netherworld Palace. On normal days, only those of the City Lord Level strength could enter and exit here after being announced, apart from Yue Huangquan himself, only the Netherworld World's Guardian, Star Sinker, was free to roam.

Without further ado, the next day dawned, and Sun Wukong and the group, following the guards, arrived at the grand hall from the previous day. However, the hall now contained a platform for appointing generals.

Atop the platform stood a Tenglong Feiyun Chair, carved from purple jade, with two maids on each side - the left pair holding two wooden trays with eighteen tokens of qualification each, totaling thirty-six.

The other two maids, one empty-handed and the other holding the exquisite Cornucopia belonging to Yue Huangquan!

Before the platform stood thirty-six Flying Phoenix Chairs neatly aligned, each with a name inscribed on its backrest. By the time Sun Wukong and the group arrived, more than half of the chairs were occupied.

With his sharp eyes, Sun Wukong quickly noticed the five chairs in the first row inscribed with their names: Demon Monarch Xi Zhao, Supreme City City Lord, Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, Burst Phoenix Clan's Flame God, and Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox. Puzzled by the labels, Sun Wukong wondered why the inscriptions were so odd.

So his and Xi Zhao's were fine, but why was Caomei labeled as Supreme City City Lord instead of her name? And the little fox was merely identified by her species, Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, as well as Flame God, who had his race listed first.

Though curious, Sun Wukong refrained from asking questions and quickly walked over to sit on the Flying Phoenix Chair bearing his name. Just as they had settled down, about a dozen more people arrived, led by guards. Sun Wukong, curious, looked around and unexpectedly encountered a familiar face.

It was the Blade Master with the snow-white long sword on his back that they had met on the road to the Supreme Pool. If not for his timely rescue, Sun Wukong and his companions might have been wiped from existence, let alone sitting here now.

Therefore, Sun Wukong called out to Xi Zhao and the little fox to join him as he approached the Blade Master. Naturally, this Blade Master was none other than one of the five Great War Generals of the Netherworld World, Blade Master Wang.

Since saving Sun Wukong and subsequently defeating the Five Demon Gods of Myriad Demons Country, Wang and the other four had been healing and cultivating in the Realm King Divine Palace.

A few days earlier, they received orders from Domain Lord Yue Huangquan to take part in a trial for the Patrolling Celestial World that concerned the survival of the Netherworld World. Therefore, they arrived early in the grand hall, waiting for Yue Huangquan to issue the qualification token.

As they approached the platform, looking for their respective chairs, they saw a few familiar faces greeting them.

Out of courtesy, Wang replied to the greeting, only for the other person to pat his shoulder and burst out laughing, "You're not dead! That's great, you really are a master!"

Wang's face was a picture of annoyance. Who talks like that, asking someone if they're dead right off the bat?

Wang had arrived with the other four War Generals. When the rest saw that someone knew Wang but they did not, Zhan Yunyi, out of curiosity, asked, "Old Wang, is this a friend of yours? How come we don't know him?"

Wang scrutinized Sun Wukong closely, finding him indeed familiar, but he couldn't remember having such a friend. So he also inquired aloud, "May I ask who you are?"

Sun Wukong, initially thrilled to see his savior, deflated at Wang's question. With an embarrassed expression, he slowly withdrew his hand and then looked back at Xi Zhao.

Xi Zhao stepped up in front of Wang, gave a bow, and said, "A year ago, Sun Wukong, the little fox, and I traversed the Soul Suppressing Forest on our way to the Supreme Pool when we were intercepted by pursuers from Myriad Demons Country. Thanks to your timely intervention, we owe you our lives. Xi Zhao has come to express his gratitude." After speaking, he bowed again.

Upon hearing Xi Zhao mention the pursuit troops from the Myriad Demons Country, Old Wang immediately thought of how a year ago, he and his four compatriots were ordered by Domain Lord Yue Huangquan to head to the Soul Suppressing Forest to intercept the Five Demon Gods of the Myriad Demons Country and rescue several Six Patterns Martial Saints.

Now that he thought about it carefully, weren't the two they saved back then the very two people before him?

It was just that at the time the two were at the Six Patterns Realm, but now they had already reached the Nine Patterns Supreme, so Old Wang hadn't recognized them initially.

"I don't deserve such honor, I was merely carrying out the orders of the Domain Lord. No need for formalities with names, you can just call me Old Wang."

Afterward, Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao took turns introducing themselves and the little fox who had transformed into a beautiful woman. At this moment, Flame God also ran over, and they quickly introduced Flame God as well. Seeing that all four had introduced themselves, Sun Wukong waved for Caomei to come over.

Who knew that when Caomei hopped over, Old Wang and the others were shocked and hurriedly bowed, saying in unison, "We pay our respects to the City Lord!"

Caomei waved her hand dismissively, asking Sun Wukong what he wanted. Sun Wukong, who had planned to introduce Caomei, was suddenly at a loss for words and said disinterestedly, "Never mind, never mind. Who knew your status was so high that even the person who saved my life is afraid of you!"

Caomei pouted and said, "The Netherworld World's Five Great War Generals of course recognize me. Did you think everyone was as short-sighted as you?"

"Five Great War Generals?" At this point, Old Wang and the others got up, and Old Wang said to Sun Wukong, "Come, come, I forgot to introduce. This is our Five Great War Generals' leader, the Evil Monarch." After speaking, the Evil Monarch nodded at Sun Wukong and then gave a salute to Caomei.

Caomei was already familiar with these Five Great War Generals and found it boring, so she dragged the little fox away to play.

"This is the second in command, Du Tianyang, the third, Shang Sheng, I am the fourth, and this one is Old Wang, Zhan Yunyi!" Sun Wukong didn't pay much attention to the others, but his eyes lit up when he saw the staff in Zhan Yunyi's hand, and he eagerly grabbed Zhan Yunyi's hand saying, "Brother Dao, you use a staff too? I, Old Sun, likewise!"

Being called Brother Dao by Sun Wukong, Zhan Yunyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was also passionate about staff techniques and quite the martial fanatic. When he heard that Sun Wukong was also a staff user, he couldn't care less what he was called and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing Zhan Yunyi nodding, Sun Wukong burst into laughter and with a flip of his wrist summoned the Ruyi Jingu Bang, then both of them excitedly discussed and demonstrated moves on the side.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Zhan Yunyi hit it off that well, Xi Zhao was visibly relieved, as the previous awkwardness dissolved into nothing. Suddenly, they heard the Evil Monarch speak out, "Brother Xi Zhao, are you also an assassin?"
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Xi Zhao looked up and saw the Evil Monarch gazing intently at him. A quick probe with his Divine Sense revealed the Evil Monarch standing there yet eluding detection, clearly a top-tier assassin. Xi Zhao smiled gently and replied, "Although I am not an assassin, I am confident that my understanding of space is second to none."

Xi Zhao's words were neither soft nor hard, but to the Evil Monarch's ears, they carried a hint of provocation.

Suddenly, a spark of lightning flashed across the Evil Monarch's eyes, and a dark light streaked across Xi Zhao's too. Both sets of eyes were fiercely locked onto each other. Old Wang and the others nearby even felt the air solidify in an instant, as if the temperature dropped to freezing due to their gaze.

Everyone nearby, including their eyes, involuntarily shivered. Seeing the fighting intent in his leader's eyes, Old Wang couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his own forehead. He knew the Evil Monarch well, a man of intense pride, and today he met someone nearly his equal, which had triggered his combative spirit. If he didn't settle the score, it was unlikely he would let it go.

Just as Old Wang mustered the courage to intervene, even at the risk of injury, the two men in front of him simultaneously made a move!

Then, to Old Wang's surprised eyes, the two men hugged each other fiercely! And then, arm in arm, they walked off to the side together.

Leaving behind a stupefied Old Wang, a stupefied Flame God, a stupefied Shang Sheng, and Du Tianyang, who was pinching his own thigh, all discombobulated by the wind!