Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven
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37: Chapter 37: Calculated 37: Chapter 37: Calculated Now at Huaguo Mountain, only Sun Wukong and Bai Yu remained.

Lu Dongbin played his part, then left.

This departure, who knows when they would meet again.

In these chaotic times, perhaps there would be no day of reunion.

Sun Wukong, however, was quite calm as he returned to Huaguo Mountain.

Seeing the increasingly thriving monkey tribe, a rare smile appeared on his face.

Bai Yu also followed Sun Wukong in cultivation, and his strength had soared dramatically in these days.

It wouldn’t be long before he could become a Celestial Immortal.

Time hurried by, and in the blink of an eye, several months had passed.

Spring went and autumn came, but it had no effect on Huaguo Mountain.

The place remained spring-like all year round, with scenery winding afar.

The Ox Demon King did send a letter, sharing some recent developments with Sun Wukong.

After gathering the people from the Demon Clan alliance, his power had grown enormously, attracting many great demons to seek refuge with him.

Even some demons from ancient times had pledged loyalty to him.

The Ox Demon King had, indeed, become the representative of the Demon Clan.

Yet Sun Wukong could not rejoice.

He warned the Ox Demon King to not get carried away, to not make himself a target, as the Demon Clan now lacked powerful figures, especially those at the Heavenly Venerate level.

At this moment, his forces might seem powerful, but compared to the myriad heaven-bound deities and Buddhas, they were inconsequential.

If someone took notice, it could very well spell disaster for the Ox Demon King.

Sending back his letter of reply, Sun Wukong still felt uneasy.

He had a feeling that both he and the Ox Demon King had fallen into a trap.

The matter of the Demon Clan alliance always seemed to him like a brimming start with a dwindling finish.

Could the schemes of the Primordial Great Roc be so simple?

He sat there in meditation, quieting his mind, ceaselessly pondering within.

First, he assumed that the Great Roc was highly intelligent.

With that, forming a Demon Clan alliance, it would be impossible not to realize the current state of the Demon Clan.

Secondly, he assumed the Great Roc was aware of their strength.

In light of that, the Demon Clan alliance wouldn’t rashly provoke the Ox Demon King, because Sun Wukong certainly wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

Given the dark nature of Nihou, directly provoking the Ox Demon King was quite abnormal.

Moreover, they had prepared only Wu Zhiji and the Nine-Headed Beast as external support.

Could Nihou be ignorant of these two’s strength?

The Great Roc would be even less likely to be unaware.

This was even more abnormal.

There could be only one explanation: it was all intentional on the part of the Great Roc.

He deliberately offered the Demon Clan alliance to either the Ox Demon King or Sun Wukong.

Once it was known that either Sun Wukong or the Ox Demon King had taken over the Demon Clan alliance, demons everywhere would come with the wind.

Thus, the power of the Demon Clan would consolidate.

The gathering of power is most likely to breed ambition.

Eventually, the Demon Clan might just join the struggle for supremacy over heaven and earth.

What was the Great Roc’s objective?

Answer one, to create chaos across the Three Realms.

The other answers remain unknown.

But the Bodhisattva had mentioned that the Great Roc had set its sights on him.

What did it want to get from him?

Sun Wukong couldn’t figure it out.

But now he could be certain: the Great Roc wanted to further muddle the Three Realms.

If the Ox Demon King continued to absorb the Demon Clan, and could not control them, a grievous end was inevitably in store.

“Bai Yu, go to Sky Scraping Cave.”

Sun Wukong stood up and said.

“Yes.”

Bai Yu transformed into his true form.

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on his back.

Bai Yu, being a bird, was naturally extremely fast.

Within half a day, they had arrived at the Western Continent.

The current Mount Ji Lei and Sky Scraping Cave were completely different from before in terms of aura.

The demonic energy rolled and surged; using the term “ten thousand demons gathering” wouldn’t be an overstatement.

The Demon Nation built by the Golden Winged Great Rocs couldn’t compare at all; it was much smaller in scale.

At least there were no powerful demons in the territories of the three old demons.

In contrast, Mount Ji Lei was now teeming with powerful demons, with hundreds of Demon Kings alone.

Among them, those who had stepped onto the Celestial Immortal Dao numbered upwards of thirty.

A few of them had particularly strong auras and belonged to the top tier of Demon Kings, even meriting the title of Demon Sage.

When Sun Wukong arrived, the Ox Demon King immediately rushed out to meet him.

He laughed heartily, “Younger brother, you’re here!

Why didn’t you let your big brother know ahead of time so that I could come out to greet you?”

At this moment, the Ox Demon King was all smiles, looking extremely pleased with himself.

However, the Iron Fan Immortal trailing behind him had a look of worry.

She glanced at Sun Wukong but before she could speak up, Sun Wukong telepathically said, “Sister-in-law need not worry, I know what you are concerned about.

I’ve come this time to persuade big brother.”

The Iron Fan Immortal’s expression relaxed slightly.

As astute as she was, she sensed something amiss.

If things continued to develop in this manner, the Ox Demon King’s subordinates would grow too powerful.

Becoming the most conspicuous would mean the Ox Demon King would be the first to fall.

The deities of the heavens would not want to see a demon rise to power with strength comparable to their own.

Sun Wukong’s face bore no smile as he said indifferently, “Old Sun has come this time with something he needs to discuss with big brother.

Let everyone else leave.”

After speaking, Sun Wukong took the lead and walked forward.

The Ox Demon King was slightly taken aback; he sensed Sun Wukong’s dissatisfaction.

He was unconcerned though and simply waved his hand, signalling the other Demon Kings to leave.

Their expressions varied—some were discontent, others sneered or were indifferent, their thoughts unknowable.

Inside Sky Scraping Cave, only Sun Wukong and the Ox Demon King remained.

The Ox Demon King also took on a serious expression, let out a sigh, and said, “Brother, I know what you’re getting at, but I really can’t agree to your request this time.”

Sun Wukong turned sharply, staring at the Ox Demon King, he asked, “Why?

Do you have a death wish?”

The outcome of continuing down this path was certain death.

Don’t be fooled by how the deities of the heavens usually keep a low profile, acting as if they are above worldly concerns.

The moment the Demon Clan becomes a threat, they would show no mercy.

As numerous as the demons before him were, they could not withstand the deities of the heavens.

Continuing on this path, the Ox Demon King was only inviting lethal calamity upon himself.

The Ox Demon King said in a deep voice, “Nihou, I understand what you mean.

I don’t have any grand ambitions.

I just feel that our Demon Clan has been oppressed too harshly by the deities of the heavens.

All I want is to unite the Demon Clan worldwide for our own protection.

I have absolutely no intentions of vying for power over the Three Realms.”

“Do you think those gods and Buddhas will believe that?”

Sun Wukong asked coldly.

Suddenly, the Ox Demon King’s expression darkened, and he replied icily, “Whether they believe it or not is none of my business.

Am I supposed to be afraid of them?”

“Well said.”

A voice of praise rang out.

Sun Wukong swiftly turned around.

He saw his pupil shrivel slightly.

Wu Zhiji—how did he get here?

The Ox Demon King appeared somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing Sun Wukong’s stern expression, he quickly explained, “Nihou, Wu Zhiji has assured me that he will no longer pursue the matter of you killing his descendants, and only then did I accept him.

Please don’t misunderstand.”

“Is that so?

Too bad I have no intention of forgiving him.”

Sun Wukong said coldly, his killing intent overflowing.

Wu Zhiji tried to turn and flee, knowing well this monkey would attack the moment he spoke.

Just then, a loud scolding came from outside.

“Mighty Heavenly Dragon…”

Surprised, Sun Wukong thought, this little monk, how did he get here too?