Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 104 Princess Iron Fan, Rakshasi

By the time the Bull Demon King came back, it looked like his half-price discount could be revoked.

"Shopkeeper Chen, I’d like to go home and check on things as well," seeing the Bull Demon King speak up, the Roc Demon King couldn’t restrain himself any longer. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Why?"

"It was a rush when I came here, and I didn’t even inform my dad. He must be worrying himself sick right now, I want to go home and let him know I’m safe."

And show off a little on the way.

The thing he wanted to do the most, the Roc Demon King didn’t say it out loud.

Chen Nuo nodded, not bad, visiting elders and showing filial piety is commendable, now that’s a legitimate reason!

And then look at the Bull Demon King, what about him?

When the Roc Demon King comes back, the fee will be reduced by half again.

Chen Nuo was already planning things out clearly in his mind.

"Little Kui, I didn’t expect you to be married already, congrats," Yunxiao said with a smile, offering her best wishes.

"Thanks, senior sister," the Bull Demon King said with genuine respect from the bottom of his heart for Yunxiao.

Her temperament is gentle yet responsible.

Qiong Xiao didn’t say anything, just nodded, while Bixiao had already started chattering away.

"No way, Little Kui, you got married and you didn’t tell me? Do I look like I’m short of a wedding gift from you?" Bixiao grabbed the Bull Demon King’s ear and started twisting.

"Ouch, big sis, please, gently," the Bull Demon King cried out in pain, not daring to resist.

"Third sister, let go," Yunxiao’s brow furrowed as she softly reprimanded.

Seeing Bixiao let go, Yunxiao smiled and said, "Little Kui, who’s your wife?"

So he rubbed his sore ear and said, "She’s a princess from the Asura Clan, a Rakshasi."

In an instant, the Three Xiaos looked hesitant, their faces showing some displeasure. Asuras, by nature, the men are born with ugly faces and a cruel and unkind nature.

The women are extremely beautiful, but of a promiscuous nature, considered a very base race.

It was a hasty creation by the ancestor of the Ming River, emulating Goddess Nuwa in her attempt to create beings that could become saints.

The Bull Demon King could tell from the expressions of the Three Xiaos what they were thinking, and quickly spoke, "Shanshan is different from other Asuras, she is quite normal."

My god, my mind’s blown!

Chen Nuo’s mouth twitched, and damn, Shanshan, why not Ironiron while you’re at it?

If you had to use a hammer, would you call them Hammerhammer?

"Look at you, we haven’t even said anything and you’re already explaining, have you forgotten your sisters after getting a wife?" Bixiao was all whimsical, pretending to be deeply hurt.

"It’s not like that..." The Bull Demon King became anxious to explain.

But the Three Xiaos weren’t dwelling on this issue anymore. Since Little Kui himself said it was alright, they felt no need to worry.

Indeed, one shouldn’t generalize based on the few, even in the noblest races there can be despicable individuals.

And vice versa.

Bixiao chuckled, interrupting the Bull Demon King, "Little Kui, doesn’t this mean you entered into your marriage as the one marrying in?"

Finally, someone noticed the elephant in the room.

"Uh..." His expression became stiff, and his face flushed slightly.

"We are in mutual love."

Qiong Xiao, who had been silent all along, said in a flat tone, "But she’s a princess."

"Well, we’ve decided to live on our own," he stood up.

"But she’s a princess."

"My wife said if we have kids, they’ll take my surname!" The Bull Demon King was getting desperate now.

"But she’s a princess."

Bull Demon King: "...okay, I married into her family."

Emerald Cloud Mountain, Banana Cave.

"Sister, it has been so long, that stupid Bull Demon King might as well be dead by now."

An extremely seductive woman said coquettishly.

Looking at the woman of stunning beauty but not vulgar charm on the throne, the corner of her mouth curled up in a licentious smirk.

The woman on the throne did not look pleased, seemingly unwelcoming of the seductress’s arrival.

"He won’t die," Princess Iron Fan said indifferently, unswayed by the seductive woman’s influence.

"Now that there’s been no word from him, if he’s not dead, what could it be?" The seductive woman licked her lips, captivatingly enchanting.

"If he were dead, there wouldn’t be complete silence."

Seeing her deception falter, the seductive woman chuckled, while a hint of jealousy flickered in her eyes.

"He might have fallen for some fox spirit and completely forgotten about you."

"You’re talking nonsense!" Princess Iron Fan’s Rakshasi demeanor suddenly changed, growing somewhat agitated.

"Look, Sister, you’re getting anxious," the seductive woman said as she sashayed towards Princess Iron Fan, step by step.

Her slender fingers rested on the Rakshasi’s shoulder, leaning in close to her ear, her breathy voice teased, "You must think so too, don’t you?"

"Nonsense!" The Rakshasi’s breath grew hurried, but her retort sounded so feeble.

While she was firm in her belief of the Bull Demon King’s love for her, she could not be sure of his self-restraint.

"Alright, I’ll stop teasing you," the seductive woman said as she stood up, reining in her allure slightly, "Our father sent me here to take you back."

Father?

The Rakshasi was startled, then anxiety crossed her face, "Why? Didn’t our ancestor agree to my marriage?"

"He did agree, but the Bull Demon King has disappeared. Even if we fetch you back, what difference would it make?"

"And the ancestor has already given his tacit approval."

Upon hearing this, a pang of alarm struck the Rakshasi’s heart, but she still defiantly said, "I won’t go back!"

"I’ll follow the Bull Demon King for the rest of my life, wherever he may go!"

The seductive woman disdainfully responded to the Rakshasi’s statement, "Where did you pick up such a notion? It’s laughable."

"Look at your sister; I enjoy a never-ending stream of male slaves every day. Now that’s pleasure. And look at you, not long married and you’re already alone in your chamber."

Her voice dripping with charm, she mincingly paced towards the Rakshasi, moving closer.

Looking at the Rakshasi’s angry countenance, she said with a seductive laugh, "Don’t you feel lonely?"

"Go to hell!" The Rakshasi finally lost all restraint, pushing the seductive woman and making her stagger, "I’ve had enough of you, Second Sister!"

"Do whatever you want, just leave me out of it!"

The seductive woman stumbled back a few steps, steadied herself, and her smile gradually faded.

"Regardless, this is our father’s command. You have to go back, whether you’re willing or not!"

The seductive woman’s tone hardened, and with a clap of her hands, the Asura Clansmen originally standing within the cave closed in.

"Madam!" The subdued little demons within the cave struggled with anxious expressions, afraid that the Rakshasi might get hurt.

If the King were to return and blame them, they’d be in deep trouble.

"Do you really think you can capture me with these people?"

The Rakshasi stood up, looking disdainfully at the Asuras surrounding her.

She possessed the Banana Fan, bestowed by the ancestor, which could send all of them flying with a single wave. They were of little concern to her.

Yet, as she stood up, her mind became hazy, and even her mana seemed sealed away.

Seeing the Rakshasi looking pale and unsteady, the seductive woman revealed a brilliant smile.

"Sister, I knew you wouldn’t come willingly. My earlier chatter was just to lower your guard while waiting for the medicine to take effect. Our fate was sealed from the moment we were born; you can’t fight it," she whispered.

"Our father has promised your hand in marriage to Lord Indra’s son, Bitianda. Sister, it’s your destiny to accept it."