Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven
Chapter 55 - 55 55 Barefoot Immortal

55: Chapter 55 Barefoot Immortal 55: Chapter 55 Barefoot Immortal “Where is the Great Saint headed?”

The Barefoot Immortal asked with a cheerful smile.

Looking at him, Sun Wukong replied with a light laugh, “Where are you headed, Great Immortal?

What a coincidence indeed.

Before Old Sun wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it was you I encountered.

Here I am in the Eastern Continent and it’s you again.

Old Sun and the Great Immortal truly must have a fate together.”

The smile on the Barefoot Immortal’s face stiffened slightly.

He laughed and said, “I happened to see the Great Saint’s figure by chance, so I came to meet you.

Please, don’t misunderstand.”

With a half-smile, Sun Wukong stared at him and said, “I heard that after being tricked to the Hall of Light last time, it took you a day to reach the Peach Banquet and inform the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother about being deceived.

Is the Great Immortal slow-witted, or slow on his feet?

It took a whole day to realize, and Old Sun is truly curious.”

The Barefoot Immortal replied displeasedly, “Great Saint, it was you who tricked me back then.

Why accuse me now?”

Continuing, Sun Wukong said, “Moreover, after Tathagata defeated me, the Great Immortal offered two Jiaoli fruits and several fire jujubes.

Were you being too stingy, or did you want Tathagata to ‘leave early’?”

The smile disappeared from the Barefoot Immortal’s face.

With a stern face, he asked, “What exactly does the Great Saint mean?”

Suddenly, Sun Wukong chuckled and said, “Old Sun means nothing, Great Immortal.

Don’t overthink it.

Old Sun has come to the Eastern Continent simply to admire the wonders here.

Did you forget that Old Sun himself hails from the Eastern Continent?”

The Barefoot Immortal forced a smile and said, “I indeed forgot that part.

Since it is so, I won’t disturb the Great Saint anymore.”

“No need for courtesies.”

Sun Wukong said indifferently.

The Barefoot Immortal turned around, his face gloomy, and left the place.

In the distance, within a small temple.

The temple surprisingly housed a statue of a monkey.

The Barefoot Immortal appeared in the temple, and from one side emerged a figure, the Wind-Listening Great Immortal, the Macaque King.

“That monkey must have guessed who I am,” he said with a serious face.

The Macaque King laughed, “Nihou is extremely clever; it’s not surprising that he guessed.”

“Should we kill him?”

A flash of cold light passed through the Barefoot Immortal’s eyes.

The Macaque King glanced at him and scoffed, “Can you even kill him?”

The Barefoot Immortal was momentarily speechless.

He said, somewhat angrily, “If this continues, he will surely ruin our plans.”

The Macaque King knew the Barefoot Immortal’s concerns were not unfounded.

What exactly Sun Wukong was thinking, no one knew.

Back when he caused Havoc in Heaven, many thought they were just playing along with the monkey, believing that everyone knew they were just acting with the monkey, except for Sun Wukong himself.

But the Macaque King knew, Sun Wukong was very aware.

He had once drunkenly said, while everyone treated him as a mere monkey, he was in the plots calculating the maximization of his benefits.

Who is smart?

Who is foolish?

That’s not easy to say.

Sun Wukong’s current strength was inseparable from those people’s schemes.

“What should we do?”

The Macaque King asked, he didn’t make a decision.”

“I’ll find some people to suppress that monkey.

I don’t believe he really has an undying body.

Back then, it was all just everyone playing along.”

A fierce glint flashed in the Barefoot Immortal’s eyes.

“You must make a move.”

He looked at the Macaque King.

A malicious light flared in the Macaque King’s eyes, and he said coldly, “You still can’t order me around.”

A flash of anger crossed the Barefoot Immortal’s face, and he was almost ready to attack.

Truly, all monkeys of this world are equally bothersome.

However, he eventually held back, merely snorting coldly before turning and leaving.

“Useless.”

The Macaque King scoffed, his face full of disdain.

Somberness soon returned to his expression.

“Nihou, you better look out for yourself.”

Having said that, he walked behind the temple, and there was no further sound.

“Tch, what a thing, if it weren’t because you are a disciple of…, what right would you have to be arrogant in front of me?

Isn’t it just a Sun Wukong?

What’s so difficult about dealing with him?”

The Barefoot Great Immortal stepped out from the temple with a cold sneer on his face.

He pondered for a moment before disappearing in front of the temple.

Sun Wukong still had not returned to the mountain, but he had already traversed the Eastern Continent and had confirmed some things in his mind.

In a city inhabited by mortals, Sun Wukong walked on the streets, marveling at the current prosperity of humankind.

Just then, he felt the scene in front of him change.

The scenery around him swiftly transformed, as if he was being pulled into another time and space.

Sun Wukong knew that someone was using Daoist magic to forcefully transport him to another place.

He did not resist, letting that force pull him away.

Over the East Sea, Sun Wukong was surrounded by several people.

The leader was none other than the Barefoot Great Immortal.

Another was a demon beast, and another was strikingly Kuimu Wolf.

They encircled Sun Wukong, the Barefoot Great Immortal wearing a cold smile.

“Great Immortal, what is this about?”

Sun Wukong pretended not to understand their intentions.

“Heh heh, Sun Wukong, stop playing dumb when you’re clearly aware.

Can’t you see?

We’re here to kill you because you’ve been too active lately.”

The demon beast said with a cold laugh.

He was a Golden-Eyed Beast, whose body resembled that of a Qilin but lacked the twin horns, a type of demon beast.

This Golden-Eyed Beast was at least at the level of a Celestial Immortal, with very strong combat capabilities.

Naturally, there was no need to mention Kuimu Wolf, one of the twenty-eight constellations.

His gaze at Sun Wukong was filled with hatred.

Back then, he descended to the Lower Realm as a demon and had two children with Princess Baihuaxiu.

Yet, they were defeated by Sun Wukong, who ultimately crushed them to death.

This had embedded a deep hatred for Sun Wukong into his bones.

After the Barefoot Great Immortal found him, Kuimu Wolf hardly hesitated before joining him.

When enemies met, their anger flared exceedingly.

“Just because I guessed that Tathagata is still alive?”

Sun Wukong outright stated this news.

With that statement, it was as if a bomb had exploded.

The Barefoot Great Immortal and the others’ faces changed, and staring intently at Sun Wukong, he said harshly, “Since you know this, today we simply cannot let you leave.”

Sun Wukong proudly lifted his head, glancing at them from the corner of his eyes.

“Just with you few rotten shrimps and stinky fish, you also want to take down your Old Sun?

Do you think you are Tathagata, that old treacherous spirit?”

The Barefoot Great Immortal sneered, he said sneeringly, “Sun Wukong, don’t be too arrogant.

When you wreaked Havoc in Heaven, it was only because everyone played along with your drama.

Otherwise, with your strength, how much trouble could you really stir up?

What so-called Great Sage Equalling Heaven, you are merely a monkey being played by others.”

With that, he arrogantly said, “In the Three Realms, there are plenty who can kill you.”

Kuimu Wolf was initially somewhat timid; he had fought Sun Wukong several times and had been intimidated each time.

Now, hearing the words of the Barefoot Great Immortal, he finally felt some confidence return.

What about the Monkey King who wreaked Havoc in Heaven?

As long as he wasn’t afraid, he could at least draw with him.

Gods and mortals are sometimes quite similar.

They always have an illusion: give me that condition, I could too.