Chapter 632
Imposter!
He could feel the domineering power originating from the Chaos Demon Ape deep within his bloodline, and the innate arrogance. No wonder he was born unwilling to be inferior to others, no wonder he dared to challenge the authority of the Heavenly Court. It turned out that all of this came from the inheritance of the Chaos Demon Ape!
After an unknown amount of time, Sun Wukong finally recovered from the immense shock. The bewilderment in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by boundless fervor and excitement.
"I, Old Sun... am actually the primordial spirit of the Chaos Demon Ape!"
He let out a long roar that echoed throughout the entire small world, causing the rocks on the Black Rock Plain to tremble slightly. "Good! Good! Good! This is more like the origin story of me, Old Sun!"
His heart was filled with pride and honor. The bravery and fearlessness of the Chaos Demon Ape were deeply imprinted in his heart, making him even more determined to pursue greater power.
He suppressed his excitement and turned to the last stone tablet, which was the ninth mural.
This mural does not depict a complex battle scene, but rather four monkeys of different shapes and sizes, each exuding a unique aura.
The first ape resembled the Chaos Demon Ape, majestic and imposing; the second ape was pure white with soft fur and bright, intelligent eyes that seemed to see through everything; the third ape had black fur, a lithe body, and light steps, as if it could move through the invisible; the fourth ape had crimson fur and bloodshot eyes, exuding a ferocious aura that could devour everything.
A mysterious ring of runes surrounded the four monkeys, with words faintly emerging from within them.
The moment Sun Wukong's gaze fell upon the mural, an invisible force suddenly emanated from the stone tablet, enveloping his consciousness. He felt a blur before his eyes, and his consciousness seemed to be ripped from his body, entering a special, ethereal space.
This space was a chaotic void, devoid of heaven and earth, sun, moon, and stars, only endless darkness and nothingness. In the center of the space, a point of golden light flickered, gradually transforming into an ancient and majestic voice that entered his mind directly.
"In the beginning of chaos, the demonic ape appeared in the world, fought against the demon god, battled Pangu, but failed to create the world. Its primordial spirit split into four parts, which transformed into four monkeys of chaos: the Spiritual Stone Monkey, who understands transformation, knows the seasons, knows the advantages of the land, and can move stars and change constellations; the Red-Bottomed Horse Monkey, who understands yin and yang, knows human affairs, is good at entering and leaving, and can avoid death and prolong life; the Long-Armed Ape, who can grasp the sun and moon, shrink a thousand mountains, distinguish good and bad fortune, and manipulate the universe; and the Six-Eared Macaque, who is good at listening, can understand reason, knows the past and the future, and understands all things."
The four monkeys are one, sharing the same origin and root. If he can devour the other three, he can reshape the body of the Chaos Demon Ape, return to chaos, and rule the universe. The voice, like a resounding bell, echoed continuously in Sun Wukong's mind, each word clearly imprinted deep in his soul.
"The Four Mischievous Monkeys... The Spiritual Stone Monkey... The Six-Eared Macaque..."
Sun Wukong muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with enlightenment. He realized that he was the Spirit Stone Monkey, and the other three apes were his brothers of the same origin. As long as he devoured them, he could return to the body of the Chaos Demon Ape and possess the power to rival that of the Great God Pangu!
A strong desire rose in his heart, and the powerful figure of the Chaos Demon Ape kept appearing in his mind. That power that looked down on the world and controlled the universe was exactly what he dreamed of.
"Red-bottomed macaque, long-armed ape, six-eared macaque..."
Sun Wukong clenched his fist, a determined glint in his eyes. "I, Old Sun, will definitely find you, devour your power, and rebuild my Chaos Demon Ape body!"
Once this thought arose, it spread like wildfire and could never be extinguished, becoming an unwavering goal in his heart.
As his consciousness withdrew from the special space, Sun Wukong returned to the Black Rock Plain. He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and longing, and turned his gaze to the altar in the center.
Only then did he notice that at the top of the altar was an ancient stone gourd. The gourd was bluish-gray in color and covered with the marks of time. The mouth of the gourd was sealed with a piece of red velvet, and a faint, pure spiritual energy was leaking out from the gaps in the velvet, which made people feel refreshed.
Sun Wukong swayed and ascended the altar.
The steps of the altar were paved with dark blue-black boulders. With each step, one could feel a heavy force. The runes on both sides of the steps glowed faintly as he approached, as if welcoming his arrival.
Upon reaching the top of the altar, the stone gourd is placed on the central stone platform, which is also covered with ancient runes, echoing the stone gourd and forming a simple spirit-gathering array.
Sun Wukong picked up the stone gourd. It was cool to the touch. The gourd wasn't heavy, but it gave people a sense of weight, as if it contained endless energy.
He pulled off the red velvet from the gourd's mouth, and an extremely rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air. This fragrance was unlike any other scent he had ever smelled before; it was pure yet domineering. Just one breath made him feel his meridians expanding slightly, and his cultivation level also increased slightly.
He tilted the gourd, and a golden pill the size of a longan rolled out of it and landed in his palm.
The pill's surface was smooth and round, radiating a soft golden light, while its interior seemed to contain flowing light and immense energy.
"Such potent medicinal power!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. He could feel the immense energy contained in this pill, far exceeding any elixir he had ever seen before.
Without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.
The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a scalding warm current that flowed down the throat into the abdomen, spreading throughout the body and limbs.
An indescribable burning sensation instantly swept over Sun Wukong's entire body. He felt as if a volcano was burning fiercely inside him, and the boundless energy surged wildly through his meridians like a rushing river, impacting his limbs, bones, and internal organs.
His cultivation was originally at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, only one step away from the Quasi-Saint realm. But now, under the impact of this enormous energy, his bottleneck was as fragile as paper and was instantly broken through.
"Boom!" A muffled roar resounded within Sun Wukong's body. His aura surged suddenly, and his cultivation at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm soared like a rocket, quickly stabilizing at the early stage of the Quasi-Saint realm.
The surrounding chaotic spiritual energy frantically converged into his body, forming a huge vortex of spiritual energy. Nourished by the spiritual energy, his body became more resilient, his golden fur became even more dazzling, and his eyes flashed with golden light, exuding a powerful aura.
Sun Wukong sat cross-legged atop the altar, circulating his internal energy to slowly digest the remaining energy from the elixir.
This extraordinary pill actually contains the cultivation of one hundred million years. Such enormous energy would require even him some time to refine.
However, the Chaos Demon Ape possessed extraordinary spiritual foundation, and coupled with his solid base, the refining process, though painful, was exceptionally smooth.
Three days later, Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light disappearing from them. He stood up, stretched his limbs, and heard crackling sounds coming from his body. With each clench of his fist, he could feel the immense power contained within him. His cultivation at the early stage of Quasi-Saint was incredibly stable, and even showed a trend of continued growth.
He nodded in satisfaction. The effects of this miraculous pill far exceeded his expectations, not only allowing him to break through to the early stage of Quasi-Saint, but also making his foundation much more solid. Just then, he noticed a jade slip placed next to the stone gourd.
The jade slip is milky white in color, with a warm and smooth texture, and is engraved with the words "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record" on its surface.
Five ancient seal characters.
Sun Wukong picked up the jade slip and probed it with his primordial spirit. Instantly, a vast amount of information flooded into his mind. It was the content of the "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record," but only the first six revolutions.
The Nine Revolutions Spirit Treasure Record is an extremely domineering body-refining technique. When cultivated to its peak, the physical body can rival a chaotic spirit treasure, becoming indestructible and possessing boundless power.
The first six chapters detail how to temper the physical body, gradually improving it from the acquired state, with each chapter allowing for a qualitative leap in physical strength.
Sun Wukong was overjoyed. He was known for his strong physical body, and this "Nine Revolutions Spirit Treasure Record" was practically tailor-made for him.
He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the power within his body according to the first incantation of the "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record," thus tempering his physical body.
As the technique was activated, the energy within his body transformed into sharp streams of air that continuously washed over his muscles, bones, and meridians. Each wash brought excruciating pain, as if his body were being torn apart.
But Sun Wukong's will was unwavering, and with the powerful resilience brought by the Chaos Demon Ape's primordial spirit, he endured it all.
As time passed, Sun Wukong became immersed in cultivation, leaving everything outside behind.
On the first day, he successfully cultivated the first stage of the "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record," greatly enhancing his physical strength. Ordinary Golden Immortal attacks could no longer harm him in the slightest. On the second day, he broke through to the second stage, with a faint golden halo appearing on the surface of his body, greatly increasing his defensive power. On the third day, he even cultivated the third stage in one fell swoop, causing his physical strength to skyrocket to the level of a postnatal supreme treasure. Even a full-force attack from a Quasi-Saint in the early stage could only leave a shallow white mark on his body.
In just three days, he mastered the first three stages of the "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record." Such a cultivation speed is nothing short of heaven-defying.
Sun Wukong stood up, feeling the indestructible physical body within him and the immense cultivation of a Quasi-Saint in the early stages, his heart filled with confidence.
He could feel that he was now more than ten times stronger than before, and he was confident that he could defeat Erlang Shen even if he were to face him back then.
"Happy! Really happy!"
Sun Wukong laughed loudly, his voice so loud that the altar trembled slightly.
His eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of the imposter he had encountered on the journey to the West, the monkey who looked exactly like him and who even Guanyin Bodhisattva could not tell the difference.
He had been wondering about the other party's identity, but now that he knew about the existence of the Four Mischievous Monkeys, he immediately had the answer.
"Who else could imitate my appearance and evade the divine eye of Guanyin Bodhisattva but the Six-Eared Macaque who is good at listening and discerning reason?"
A cold glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. "You Six-Eared Macaque, how dare you impersonate me, deceive Master Tang Sanzang, and even try to steal my merits from the pilgrimage! I, Sun Wukong, will settle this score with you properly!"
Moreover, the Six-Eared Macaque, as one of the Four Chaotic Monkeys, is precisely the target he needs to devour. Seizing the power of the other party is also an essential step for him to rebuild his Chaotic Demon Ape body.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong's killing intent intensified, and he wished he could find the Six-Eared Macaque immediately and tear him to pieces.
In a hidden corner of the small world, space was slightly distorted, and a figure stood quietly—it was Jiang Wang.
He was dressed in a blue robe, his face was calm, and his eyes were deep. He seemed to blend into his surroundings and was not noticed by Sun Wukong at all.
From the moment Sun Wukong entered the small world, he had been secretly observing everything. Watching Sun Wukong gradually uncover the mystery of the Chaos Demon Ape's origins, watching him obtain a miraculous pill to break through his cultivation level, and watching him complete the first three stages of the "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record," a hint of admiration flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes.
"As expected of the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon Ape's primordial spirit, this talent is truly heaven-defying. He mastered the first three stages of the Nine Revolutions Spirit Treasure Record in just three days."
The morning mist on Huaguo Mountain had not yet dissipated, and the green vines meandered and entwined on the cliff face, covered with glistening dewdrops, swaying gently in the mountain breeze.
The immortal stone left behind by Nuwa when she mended the sky still stands at the summit. But now, on the open ground in front of the stone, two figures stand facing each other. An invisible wave of energy swirls up the surrounding fallen leaves, making them spin in mid-air and linger for a long time.
Guanyin Bodhisattva is dressed in a pure white monk's robe, with delicate golden lotus patterns embroidered along the edges of the robe, which sway gently with the soft Buddhist light flowing around her.
Her face was compassionate, her eyes and brows carrying an unchanging gentleness. Her hands were in a mudra in front of her chest, her fingertips glowing with a faint white light, which was the starting posture of the Buddhist martial art "Great Compassion Palm".
The Six-Eared Macaque on the opposite side was completely different. He was dressed in a black short jacket with a thick hemp rope tied around his waist. His figure was exactly the same as Sun Wukong's, but his eyes had a bit more arrogance and sinister intent.
He gripped a dark iron rod tightly in his hand. The rod was covered with fine scale patterns and exuded a fierce aura. It was his natal magic weapon, which he had refined with a thousand years of cultivation.
"I have long admired the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva."
The Six-Eared Macaque grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, his tone filled with undisguised provocation, "Today I'll see if your 'Great Compassion Palm' is really as powerful as the rumors say."
Before he finished speaking, he pushed off the ground with both feet and shot towards Guanyin like an arrow. The iron rod, accompanied by a whistling wind, chopped straight down at Guanyin's face.
Wherever the stick passed, the air was torn apart, making a hissing sound, and the pebbles on the ground were kicked up and pulverized into powder.
Guanyin Bodhisattva remained expressionless, and the Buddha light in front of her suddenly condensed, forming a semi-transparent light shield.
With a loud "bang," the iron rod slammed heavily onto the light shield, sending up a shower of light debris.
The Six-Eared Macaque felt a gentle yet incredibly resilient force travel through the iron rod, causing his arm to go numb and his tiger's mouth to ache slightly. (End of Chapter)