Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 45: Tianpeng and Self-harm

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Tianpeng and Self-harm

Thousands of heavenly horses emerged from the Imperial Horse Administration, all trotting through the air and heading north.

In the peaceful Heavenly Holy Realm, such a commotion was rare, so Sun Wukong quickly attracted many gazes.

And this was exactly his intention.

Exiting the Northern Heavenly Gate, all the way to the Milky Way, one could see a wide river of stars, resembling a silver ribbon hanging amidst the vast starry sky, surrounded by countless stars of various sizes.

The surging river water, shimmering with the glow of celestial mist, rushed into the endless void, its destination unknown.

"Haha, what a place, truly a splendid place!" Sun Wukong’s eyes shone with divine light, and seeing this magnificent sight, his mood became cheerful.

He rode the purple qilin heavenly horse, leading thousands of heavenly horses, and jumped into the Milky Way to flow downstream.

But shortly after, there was a loud boom, and the water in front exploded.

Sun Wukong hastily reined in his horse, only to see a huge man in golden armor, leading a troop of the water army, leaping from the water, blocking the way ahead.

"Who are you, daring to cause such a disturbance here?" the man in golden armor asked loudly, holding a nail rake.

"And who are you, daring to meddle with me?" Sun Wukong retorted.

He did not start a fight because he was in a hurry and also because the other party was a Daluo Golden Immortal, so he couldn’t afford to tangle with him and delay his important business.

"I am General Tian Peng, in charge of the Milky Way Water Mansion!" the man in golden armor declared.

"Oh, so you are General Tian Peng, seldom seen!" Sun Wukong responded from atop his horse, smiling and saluting toward the direction of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, "This old Sun is the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, personally appointed by the Jade Emperor and also in charge of the Imperial Horse Administration."

"The Great Sage Equalling Heaven?" Tian Peng was puzzled. He had never heard of it, and since when did the Imperial Horse Administration have someone in charge?

Unclear of this monkey’s reality, he once again sternly said, "No horses are to be unleashed within the bounds of the Milky Way, you, a newly appointed minor official, why do you not understand the rules?"

"Old Sun has not unleashed any horses, merely passing through the Milky Way, please grant me the convenience," Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Leave immediately!" Tian Peng was unrelenting.

"You man!" Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed, "Old Sun has spoken kindly to you, do not fail to appreciate it, quickly clear the way!"

"Arrogant minor official, if you do not leave the Milky Way now, you will taste my Ubao Qinjin Rake!" Tian Peng raised his rake.

"Then I really want to experience it!" Sun Wukong sneered, jumping off the horse.

"Halt!" His figure was like an arrow, instantly in front of Tian Peng, his fists and feet already flying toward him.

"So fast!" Tian Peng was shocked and hurriedly parried.

But he found himself overpowered by a strong Daluo mana emanating a terrifying pressure from this Great Sage Equalling Heaven, causing his Primordial Spirit to tremble, and even his own Daluo enlightenment seemed to fear the opponent.

"Is he also a Daluo Golden Immortal?" he wondered, shocked, and quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Sun Wukong did not want to cause too much of a commotion now, so he did not use the Ruyi Jingu Bang, but only his fists and feet.

His Daluo physical body, fortified by the Nine-turn Mystical Art, made each punch and kick pack powerful force, and soon Tian Peng was battered and bruised, with a swollen nose and blackened eyes.

"No more, no more!" Tian Peng pleaded repeatedly.

"Convinced?" Sun Wukong leaned in and smiled.

"Convinced, convinced, Lord Sun is truly skilled," Tian Peng hurriedly praised.

"Then stand aside quickly!" Sun Wukong kicked Tian Peng’s behind.

Tian Peng dared not delay, quickly leading his subordinates into the water of the Milky Way.

Sun Wukong then led the thousands of heavenly horses, continuing to rush downstream within the Milky Way.

The mighty waves of the Milky Way churned dramatically, reaching to the sky.

From afar in the water, Tian Peng stealthily followed, "Where did this audacious monkey come from, so formidable, I must investigate clearly, just in case trouble arises, I can prove this is not due to my negligence."

Of course, Sun Wukong noticed, but he didn’t bother, as long as there was no obstruction.

...

South Bank of the Milky Way, Magpie Bridge Mountain, this is where the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet every year, but only on that one day is it bustling.

Due to its distance from the Heavenly Court and the existence of the Queen Mother’s ban, few deities pass this way usually.

One can see, a desolate mountain standing alone in the void of the south bank, rising above the surface of the Milky Way.

Further west, there’s also the massive orb of Taiyin hanging above the Milky Way, rendering the area even colder and more desolate.

At this time, the Wood Treasury Star Lord, Deng Hua, and the Metal Treasury Star Lord, Xiao Zhen, had already reached a secluded spot at the summit of Magpie Bridge Mountain.

Suddenly, they detected a faint disturbance coming from upstream of the Milky Way.

"Don’t worry, Brother, it’s probably just the naval forces upstream carrying out maneuvers," Xiao Zhen said with a smile. "This place is rarely frequented by anyone; it’s not possible for us to be discovered."

"Then let’s proceed; make it convincing to prevent her from spotting any flaws," Deng Hua took a deep breath to calm his nerves.

"Bear with it, Brother," Xiao Zhen said, brandishing a demonically-tinged long saber, and then stabbed Deng Hua in the left ribs.

Phutch!

Blood splattered, causing Deng Hua’s features to contort with pain, a sensation he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

"Not enough, do it again!" he gritted his teeth.

Phutch!

Xiao Zhen gently shook his head and then fiercely plunged the knife into Deng Hua’s right ribs.

Despite being a deity, the blade was not ordinary, imbued with a strong demonic aura; after two strikes, Deng Hua’s complexion turned grimly pale and his breathing became erratic.

"Brother, I will lay you in a conspicuous place at the mountain’s summit," Xiao Zhen said solemnly. "You must moan out when Yang Chan passes this place.

Otherwise, if she misses us, who knows when the next opportunity will arise."

"I understand," Deng Hua said weakly.

Afterward, one lay at the mountain summit while the other hid in the shadows below, to avoid any accidents.

Although the demonic qi raged within him, causing immense pain, Deng Hua endured it, filled with anticipation.

He reminisced about the first time he met Yang Chan, when Yang Erlang was obstructed trying to split a mountain to rescue his mother and Yang Chan arrived with an edict from Nu Wa’s palace to help.

Her peerless grace was unforgettable.

Unfortunately, Yang Chan had always been cultivating in Nu Wa’s palace, and after that incident, she never appeared again.

It wasn’t until recently that Deng Hua heard Yang Chan would return to the Heavenly Court to visit her family, prompting today’s scheme.

He didn’t consider these tactics lowly, for they were for love, they were noble, worth spreading.

He even imagined, once he and Yang Chan became Daoist companions, today’s events would turn into a tale celebrated across three realms, eventually becoming a legendary myth that would last forever.

Lost in his fantasies, it wasn’t long before he saw under the brilliant northern starscape, a lady in yellow riding a cloud from afar.

The lady in yellow was carefree and merry, as if just out for fun, looking around at everything with a sense of wonder.

Approaching Magpie Bridge Mountain, her speed slowed down.

She had heard the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but the bleak sight from afar somewhat disappointed her.

"This is a poignant story, Yang Chan, oh, Yang Chan, how could you think of sightseeing?" scolded the lady in yellow, punching herself on the head.

The starry sky was silent; she looked around once more, then suddenly held her head, groaning repeatedly, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much!"

After a while, she continued flying toward the Northern Heavenly Gate.

As she flew over Magpie Bridge Mountain, she heard a moaning sound.

"Huh?"

Upon closer inspection, there indeed was a deity lying on the summit of Magpie Bridge Mountain, appearing gravely injured and disheveled.