Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 661 - 605 Untitled_2
The two men who were chasing soon realized something was amiss. In just a few breaths' time, nearly one-fifth of the elixirs in the vast hall had disappeared. That was well over a thousand elixirs of various effects and grades—was this person mad, seeking death? But even if he sought his own demise, it had to be by their hands. With so many elixirs lost here, they had no way to explain themselves. However, this pill thief's speed was simply too fast; despite their best efforts, they were still unable to catch him.
Just then, the fleeing thief suddenly came to a halt, and the two men's faces lit up with ecstatic joy. For the one who had caught the thief was none other than Kuzhan, the Elder. Although they, too, were at the Peak of Unity Dao like Kuzhan, their combat power was not exactly the same; at least the two of them together were no match for Kuzhan. "Bajie, when will you ever change your gluttonous ways?" "If you gobble up all the elixirs, what will Master and Little White Dragon do? Do you really think I brought you here to steal and eat?"
Afterward, Sun Wukong turned around, and with a brilliant smile on his face, he said to the two men, "This pill thief is actually the Sect Master's father, who has become a bit mad due to an injury. No worries, no worries!" With a wave of his hand, Sun Wukong left the two men with glazed looks in their eyes.
"Alright, you oaf, head to the second floor; there are two more people there. I'll take care of the elixirs here. Just remember not to eat everything!"
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As Sun Wukong's voice faded, a figure slowly emerged behind Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie knew that his Big Brother had arrived, so it was no surprise. After wiping his mouth, without turning his head, Zhu Bajie asked Sun Wukong, "Brother Monkey, are we going to go in and take stuff?" At that moment, without realizing it, Zhu Bajie had already switched roles, treating the Treasure Pavilion as his own. Truth be told, although Zhu Bajie had seen many treasures, he just couldn't kick his habit of drooling at the sight of them.
Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Let's go, we'll see what treasures lie within. It would be a shame if there was nothing impressive." To be honest, there weren't many things that could catch Sun Wukong's eye anymore. After all, with the World Suppressing Stele and the Five-Colored Divine Stone in his possession, he was hardly envious of any treasures. What he considered impressive was entirely from the perspective of Little White Dragon and Master. If even they couldn't use it, then it really was just trash.
Zhu Bajie was already impatient. As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, Bajie dashed out. Sun Wukong didn't stop him, but with his right hand, he pointed his Sword Finger at the Treasure Pavilion. Suddenly a diamond-shaped chain shot from his fingertip, wrapped around the pavilion a few times and then completely sealed the surrounding space. Zhu Bajie also floored four guards of the Treasure Pavilion in quick succession. These four were at the Primary Grade of Dao Transformation, but in front of Zhu Bajie, they were no different than infants.
Looking at the four monks lying on the ground, Zhu Bajie snickered and then swung his Nine-Toothed Rake hard against the Treasure Pavilion's door. Although made of extremely precious metal, it was no match for the Dao Transformation Primary Grade Zhu Bajie. After three strikes, the door had turned into countless bits of scrap metal. In the past, Zhu Bajie might have eaten those metal scraps—after all, they were precious and contained decent energy. But now, Zhu Bajie didn't even give them a glance. As soon as the door shattered and Bajie stepped inside, two flashes of light zipped by, and he was sent flying backward, though not hitting the ground as Sun Wukong caught him by the collar from behind.
"Oh, you fool, that's embarrassing—being sent flying by two Peak of Unity Dao. It's a disgrace. Now, I'll give you a chance to deal with all the people inside, but you must spare their lives. You can have first pick of three items from the Treasure Pavilion." The prospect of choosing three treasures first thing in the morning was a massive temptation for Zhu Bajie, and with his big buttocks wriggling, he already had the Nine-Toothed Rake aloft and was howling as he rushed back into the fray.
At that time, there were two people, two monks who looked almost exactly alike, standing in front of the Treasure Pavilion's entrance. These two were clearly in charge of guarding the place. They had wanted to bark some threats to boost their morale, but Zhu Bajie wasn't about to give them the chance. As he charged toward them, his figure suddenly vanished. They were clearly stunned for a moment before they felt a forceful bump from behind, causing them to lose their balance. What followed was a nightmare for the two of them. Zhu Bajie's Nine-Toothed Rake swept from left to right, mercilessly hooking them. Before they could react, they were flung to Zhu Bajie's right side. Then, with a swift movement, Zhu Bajie's sturdy right arm slammed backward, sending them sprawling to the ground with bloody noses.
"Heh heh, big brother, not bad for a performance, right? That was just a fluke," Zhu Bajie turned and flashed a smile at Sun Wukong, who was beaming even more brightly. "Bajie, these two are just the first obstacle. There should be six more inside, and they will be no weaker!" Zhu Bajie, not seeming to care, struck a pose he considered dashing and strode into the Treasure Pavilion. Sun Wukong glanced playfully in another direction and thought to himself: This Battle Buddha Sect is no simple matter; just the guardians of this Treasure Pavilion alone include seven at the Peak of Unity Dao, plus Kuzhan and the Sect Master on the opposing side, meaning there are at least nine at the Peak of Unity Dao in the sect. In fact, in addition to those he had not encountered but sensed, there were five more at the Peak of Unity Dao, making a total of fourteen within the Battle Buddha Sect.
"Heh heh, most importantly, there's even one at the Primary Grade of Dao Transformation among them. How could such strength belong to a mere eighth or seventh-ranked sect? There's something fishy when things deviate from the norm. Perhaps tonight, we might have some unexpected gains!" With that, Sun Wukong followed Zhu Bajie into the Treasure Pavilion. Zhu Bajie had already engaged in combat with two other Peak Unity Dao disciples of the Battle Buddha Sect but, truth be told, Zhu Bajie was actually continuously on the run. The Treasure Pavilion was divided into three levels, with the first housing all kinds of elixirs and being the largest in terms of area.
Despite Zhu Bajie having the strength to easily handle these two, he chose to evade them actively, causing chaos as he dashed wildly around the first level. The reasoning behind his actions was clear if one watched him closely. Although he sprinted frantically, his hands were never idle, sweeping through the vicinity like a whirlwind, leaving empty shelves where once there were jars and bottles. Moreover, Zhu Bajie was grabbing and eating the elixirs as if they were sugared beans, reminiscent of the way Sun Wukong had once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, sneaking bites of the Supreme Elder Lord's Immortal Pills.
The two pursuers soon realized something was amiss. In just a few breaths' time, nearly a fifth of the elixirs in the entire first level hall had vanished—thousands of pills of varying grades and functions. Was this man insane, courting death? But even if he sought his own demise, it would have to be at their hands; otherwise, with such a loss of elixirs, the two could never settle their accounts. Yet, the thief's speed was so great that, despite using all their might, they couldn't catch him.
Just then, the figure of the fleeing thief came to an abrupt halt, and the two pursuers' faces lit up with ecstatic joy—they had caught the elixir bandit, and none other than Kuzhan, the Elder, had captured him. Although they were both of Peak Unity Dao like Kuzhan, it was evident that not all with the same realm possess equal combat power; even together, they were no match for Kuzhan. "Bajie, when will you ever change your gluttonous ways? If you eat all the elixirs, what about Master and White Dragon? Do you think I brought you here just to binge eat?"
Then Sun Wukong turned and addressed the two, flashing them a radiant smile, "This elixir thief is actually the Sect Master's father, who's gone a bit mad due to an injury, no harm done, no harm done!" With a wave of his hand, the two men's eyes filled with a bewildered expression.
"Alright, simpleton, move on to the second level. There are two more up there. I'll take care of the elixirs here. Remember, don't eat everything!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to give us your recommendation vote and monthly pass on Starting Point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)
