Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 148: Jin Chan Encounters the Demon

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Jin Chan Encounters the Demon

Hearing this series of prompt sounds, Sun Wukong was overjoyed.

The anger he had felt due to understanding the matter of the scripture-seeking journey instantly dissipated by a great deal.

With the Listening Persuasion System and the numerous senior netizens on his side, what did he have to fear from Buddha Sect? It was the Buddha Sect that should fear him!

Just like the advice he obtained from consulting netizens, there would eventually come a day when he would break through Mount Ling!

Afterward, Sun Wukong started to check his rewards one by one.

He threw to the side what were clearly useless rewards like Chang’e’s handkerchief, the Jade Rabbit’s fur, the Taiyin Star Lord’s skirt, and the Moon Traveling Star Lord’s vest, as well as the Southern Extremity Longevity Star’s management theory.

These were clearly useless rewards, simply filler items the Listening Persuasion System had thrown in to pad the numbers.

By comparison, he cared more about the improvement of his magic powers and cultivation level, as well as magical treasures and Divine Skills.

"The Treasured Jade Ruyi, they actually offered this reward! Heh heh, good, very good!" Sun Wukong was delighted.

This was a treasure of a Chan Teaching Saint, later bestowed upon the Southern Extremity Longevity Star, and now he had received one as well.

With this top-quality Innate Spiritual Treasure in hand, he would have even more means to use against his enemies.

There were also two top-tier Divine Abilities, clearly a set.

The Solar Divine Seal, capable of condensing the power of the sun, like a great sun hanging high, with explosive and scorching powers.

The Lunar Divine Seal, capable of condensing the Power of Taiyin, like a bright moon in the sky, with powers of rust and illusion.

"What excellent Divine Skills!" Sun Wukong’s eyes gleamed divinely, as with his current level of insight, he of course knew how formidable these two skills were, most importantly their ability to condense solar and lunar powers!

Next, while improving his cultivation and understanding of the Great Path, he also began attempting to cultivate these two Divine Skills.

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Elsewhere, Golden Cicada, holding the Shariputra that feared remaining with the Buddha, traveled westward, accompanied by Yisheng True Monarch and Youyi Immortal Officer.

His mood was very complicated; the normally talkative Buddha disciple stayed quiet most of the time, not speaking much with the two messenger Angels, only thinking that once he returned to Mount Ling, he must ask his master for clarity.

The three of them flew through the misty skies, and it seemed they would soon reach Mount Ling.

"Hmm!" Golden Cicada suddenly halted midair, as if sensing something.

Yisheng True Monarch and Youyi Immortal Officer immediately stopped as well, following Golden Cicada’s gaze into the distance.

They saw ripples in the space far away, unveiling a black silhouette with demonic patterns on its head, surrounded by strange Demonic Qi, transforming and rising, causing a heart-stopping terror.

This familiar scene caused the faces of the two Heavenly Court Immortal Officers and Divine Generals to change drastically.

Demon Lord Moluo!

"Kinnara Bodhisattva?" Golden Cicada called out solemnly, using Moluo’s name before he had turned to the demonic path.

They had once cultivated together on Mount Ling, so naturally they recognized each other.

Moreover, when he had accompanied Fearful Buddha to the Heavenly Court to pay respects to the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor had pointed out that Moluo was Kinnara.

"Golden Cicada, long time no see," Moluo said with a fierce grin.

"Moluo perished in the Northern Dark Ocean, who are you?" Yisheng True Monarch demanded.

"Clamor!" Moluo pointed a finger, and a whisp of Demonic Qi burst through space, striking towards Yisheng True Monarch.

But as an Immortal who often ran errands for the Jade Emperor, he was well prepared; he had already dodged to the side as soon as he voiced his question.

Strangely, Moluo didn’t seem to harbor a killing intent and didn’t persist in his attack.

"How would you short-sighted beings understand that demons cannot be killed?" Moluo sneered.

"Amitabha, well said, well said," Golden Cicada brought his hands together in prayer, "Kinnara, you were once a Bodhisattva of the Buddha Sect, you should know that renouncing the butcher’s knife leads to immediate Buddhahood. Why not abandon your demonic nature and reunite with your Buddha heart now?"

"Haha, what is Buddha, and what is demon?" Moluo laughed heartily. "Golden Cicada, why cling so tightly to these distinctions? Why listen to the deceiving words of the Buddha?

You should know that in this world, there is only the strong and the weak, not Buddha and demon. The day I ascend Mount Ling, I will be the Buddha!

So why not abandon the dark for the light now, and join me in plotting great things!"

"Judging only by strength and weakness is already inferior," Golden Cicada said. "This world also encompasses life and death, yang and yin, good and evil, public and private, and everything else—it’s all-embracing."

"Indeed, you have great wisdom, but I wonder when you will awaken your own demonic nature?" Moluo praised.

"Amitabha, my heart has Buddha, where would this demonic nature come from?" Golden Cicada said.

"Hehe, go ask those deceitful Buddhas, and then you will understand," Moluo chuckled softly.

"Naraka, come back with me to meet the Buddha," Golden Cicada continued. "The Buddha is always compassionate and will certainly give you a chance to reform. The Buddha says..."

"Babble!" Moluo no longer wasted words with him. He roared loudly and, with a vast demonic shadow, pounced towards Golden Cicada.

"The Buddha is merciful, today he shall subdue the demon!" Golden Cicada brought his hands together, a brilliant golden light emanated from him, and he conjured a gigantic golden Buddha, one hand in a fist and the other in a palm strike, to meet Moluo.

Yi Sheng Zhenjun and Youyi Lingguan each pulled out their Spiritual Treasures, striking from the sides.

Moluo, however, ignored the two deities from Heavenly Court and charged straight at Golden Cicada, laughing loudly, "A mere Daluo Golden Immortal dares to lay a hand on me; you truly are brave."

Along with the rampaging demonic shadows, the void around them churned with Demonic Qi like fireworks boiling over.

Boom! Boom!

Yi Sheng Zhenjun and Youyi Lingguan were directly hit by Moluo’s demonic shadows and sent flying, nearly losing their lives on the spot.

Golden Cicada, meanwhile, attacked with both fist and palm, the golden palm and fist imprints whistling through the air as they intertwined and collided with the demonic shadows and Demonic Flames, accompanied by lion’s roars and Demon Roars, unleashing waves of terrifying aura.

But he managed to hold on for only less than ten rounds before he was ultimately entwined by the demonic shadows and unable to move.

For a Daluo Golden Immortal, this was an incredibly strong performance already.

After all, his opponent was a Quasi-Saint, a Demon Lord.

At that moment, he truly felt the gap between himself and the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong.

"My fate is sealed," Golden Cicada thought with a light sigh, feeling somewhat unwilling.

He had so much left undone, so many aspirations yet unrealized.

He understood that he was again caught in attachment.

If he had truly comprehended, what would be the difference between life and death?

"Hmm?" Golden Cicada suddenly felt puzzled as he saw Moluo approach him without delivering the killing blow.

"Golden Cicada, sooner or later you will understand what I say," Moluo said with a smile, though his face was still fierce. Then he reached out and touched Golden Cicada, finding the Shariputra belonging to Jue Liu Sun.

Golden Cicada finally realized that the Demon Lord had come specifically for the Shariputra!

"Moluo, put down the Shariputra." At this moment, a grand and majestic voice came from the Western sky, as a golden path accompanied by countless golden lotuses appeared in an instant.

"A Shariputra left by a dishonest, false Buddha, can it really be enjoyed and worshiped on Mount Ling?" Moluo jeered with a laugh.

That said, he stuffed the shining Shariputra into his mouth.

One Shariputra swallowed, and the demon became even more rampant. Demonic shadows, Demonic Qi, and Demonic Flames surged violently, utterly defiant.

"Haha, Thus Come One, if only!"

He transformed into myriad demonic shadows and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, a great Buddha descended upon this void, following the golden path.