Great Demon Sun Wukong

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Hearing Xi Zhao’s conclusion, Sun Wukong was somewhat surprised. The origin of this fruit was far too significant.

Back in the day, when he and his disciples passed by Five Villas View on their pilgrimage to the Western Paradise, a series of events led him to steal three Ginseng fruits and, in a fit of rage, sever the roots of the Ginseng Fruit Tree, which later resulted in a beating from Zhen Yuanzi.

But compared to the Netherworld Creation Fruit, that was merely child’s play. If they were discovered, not only would he and his companions be completely annihilated, but even the Pangu Realm would be destroyed.

However, was Sun Wukong scared?

Obviously, the answer was no—Sun Wukong never knew what fear was. He wasn’t scared when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace alone; he wasn’t scared facing countless demons and ghosts on the journey to the West; not even when he later led the Demon Clan to battle Heaven did he ever feel fear.

But what Sun Wukong himself hadn’t noticed was that deep in his heart, he was scared. He was afraid he would never be able to leave this place, afraid that he would lose his master and brothers forever, afraid that the monkeys of Flower Fruit Mountain would be bullied in his absence, afraid that Fan Xin, once transformed into human form, would not be able to find him!

So, it was these hidden fears in the depths of his heart that made Sun Wukong always brave and fearless. Therefore, even if the origin and connections of the Netherworld Creation Fruit were enormous, Sun Wukong wouldn’t care.

So, after Xi Zhao finished speaking, Sun Wukong just pondered briefly, then reached out to grab a fruit and was about to throw it into his mouth. Seeing Sun Wukong suddenly grab a fruit to eat, Xi Zhao was so frightened that he turned pale and hurriedly reached out to stop Sun Wukong.

Meanwhile, Caomei was also startled, but after seeing Xi Zhao stop Sun Wukong, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You damn monkey, you almost got us killed. Lucky for us, I was quick; otherwise, we’d be done for," scolded Xi Zhao as he took the Netherworld Creation Fruit, checked that it was undamaged, then patted his chest with relief.

Although he didn’t understand what was going on, Sun Wukong knew that he must have almost made a big mistake. So, scratching his head, he gave an embarrassed smile and asked, "What’s the matter? Are there any special rules for eating this fruit? I thought it was just like peaches, to be eaten in big bites."

Xi Zhao, knowing that Sun Wukong didn’t understand the situation, didn’t say much more but gave Caomei a look, signaling her to explain.

Caomei nodded and said, "If you eat the Netherworld Creation Fruit directly, the moment you put it in your mouth, it will be sensed by the Heavenly Patroller, and then it’ll be the end for us. You have to consume the fruit when you’re about to advance to Nine Patterns Supreme, attracting the baptism of the Cosmic Law and the Power of Creation of heaven and earth.

Only with the Power of Creation from heaven and earth as camouflage, will you not be detected."

"Also, take out your Heavenly Stele. Use the power of the Stele to suppress the Power of Creation of these three fruits; otherwise, as soon as I leave, the aura of the fruit will be exposed," she added.

After hearing Caomei’s explanation, Sun Wukong realized how close he had come to putting everyone’s lives in jeopardy. Without further ado, he promptly took out the World Suppressing Stele, but after producing the Stele, he hesitated!

"What’s wrong? Hurry up and use the Stele to suppress it; my Light Barrier is about to break!" Caomei saw that Sun Wukong had taken out the Stele but was hesitating, so she urged him on.

"It’s not that I won’t suppress it, but I don’t know how to," blurted out Sun Wukong, resorting to referring to himself in the first person under stress. Ever since the Demon Clan’s failed assault on Heaven, Sun Wukong had been forcing himself to mature and become a wise, thoughtful being, which also led to a change in the way he addressed himself.

But now in his haste, he had slipped back into his old manner of speaking.

Xi Zhao understood Sun Wukong’s predicament well because they had discussed the matter of the Wasteland Stele before, and Sun Wukong indeed didn’t know how to use the Stele to suppress the Power of Creation of the Creation Fruit.

If he had really tried to apply the Stele directly, it was likely the only result would have been turning the three Netherworld Creation Fruits into Netherworld Creation juice.

Caomei shook her head and sighed softly. Then, with pudgy little fingers, she pointed at the World Suppressing Stele and moved the Magical Decrees with one hand, causing something astonishing to happen. The Stele that Sun Wukong had been holding trembled on its own, and after emitting a wave of joyous emotions, it flew to Caomei’s side and began to orbit around her ceaselessly.

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Sun Wukong was seeing the World Suppressing Stele like this for the first time, as if he’d encountered an old friend.

Sun Wukong was shocked, and even Xi Zhao was extremely surprised. What exactly was Caomei’s identity? Not only was she very familiar with the Supreme Pond, but she also managed to obtain these three unobtainable Netherworld Fortuity Fruits, which were not something average people could get their hands on.

Now, this little girl could even control the World Suppressing Stele! It must be known that the Stele had already recognized Sun Wukong as its master, and without his consent, not even the other Domain Lords could control it; instead, they would be injured by the backlash from the Stele.

Yet this little girl clearly didn’t have Sun Wukong’s consent, she simply pointed a finger and pinched a few Magical Decrees, and then the Stele, as if seeing its own kin, flew towards her.

If Xi Zhao hadn’t seen the Dominion of Soil’s Domain Lord before, and was absolutely certain that the soul of the Dominion of Soil’s Domain Lord had entirely dissipated and could not possibly still exist, he might have suspected that this little girl was the Dominion of Soil’s Domain Lord.

Although it was impossible for her to be the Domain Lord, there should still be one other person in the Dominion of Soil who could control the World Suppressing Stele. Could it be that this Caomei, was actually her? The more Xi Zhao thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He had his suspicions before, but without direct evidence. Now, he could be certain of her identity.

If it really was her, then all of this wouldn’t be strange at all, but this made things even more interesting.

While Xi Zhao’s brain was rapidly processing these thoughts, Caomei had already controlled the World Suppressing Stele to float above the three Creation Fruits. Then, a two-meter diameter earthy yellow light column emerged from the bottom of the Stele, completely enveloping the three fruits within it, and the same light also wrapped around the fruits below, creating a fully sealed space for them.

"This light barrier won’t stop the three of you from entering. Once any of you feel you’re one hundred percent ready to break through, step inside and consume the Creation Fruit. Be very careful not to let the fruit leave this column of light, or we’re finished," she said.

After speaking, Caomei waved at the three of them and walked to the window, flipping out of it. However, at the same time as Caomei left, a voice transmitted into Xi Zhao’s mind: "Xi Zhao, I hope you can keep my identity a secret. Similarly, I will keep yours confidential as well."

Xi Zhao’s facial expression paused for a moment, but then disappeared quickly. Subsequently, Sun Wukong and the other two exchanged some insights and realizations. After resting for a day, they once again entered a state of furious cultivation. Not just the three of them, it seemed that only the little fox and Caomei were not cultivating in the tower.

Just as Sun Wukong closed his eyes to begin cultivating, he suddenly opened them again, because he remembered that he had been so preoccupied with the Netherworld Fortuity Fruits and the business of the Heavenly Patroller that he forgot to ask how the little fox was doing.

However, since Caomei hadn’t mentioned it, it must mean there was no problem, and the little fox must be cultivating somewhere at this moment as well.

Looking out at the boundless starry sky, Sun Wukong blinked hard. At that moment, he suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

Time really is the most merciless slayer. Back in the day, he was just a carefree young monkey at Flower Fruit Mountain, frolicking and enjoying life every day. But who could have known that so much would happen later on, leaving Sun Wukong with no time to stop and only the choice to break through or to willingly keep moving forward.

It felt like there was an invisible hand behind him, pushing him onward; if he stopped, the hand would crush him.

This feeling was very strange. Turning to look at Xi Zhao and the Flame God, he saw that both had their eyes closed, already having entered the state of cultivation. If the three of them had ample time at first, their time now was very tight.

Realizing this, Sun Wukong suddenly had an idea. He took out the Five-Colored Divine Stone and the Zhen Yuan Bodhi Treasure Tree from inside his body, along with the little flags he had obtained from the Cornucopia in the Netherworld, and laid them out around him. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

There was no deeper meaning to his actions, he just felt that with such a rich concentration of Law Power here, and with no way to absorb it all, he might as well take out these treasures to see if they could benefit from it.

After placing these three items, Sun Wukong also closed his eyes, guarding his spirit, and began to replace the two high-level laws he had comprehended when obtaining the Seven and Eight Patterns. Once he completed the replacement of these two laws, it would be time to attempt to Impact the Nine Patterns Supreme and then consume the Netherworld Fortuity Fruit.

He had to leave this place, he must!