Great Demon Sun Wukong

So when Xi Zhao saw that the Saint Armor Turtle had actually condensed a Divine Bead, to be honest, Xi Zhao was tempted. As long as he could snatch that Divine Bead, Xi Zhao was confident that his strength would surge forward. Even if he couldn’t reach the level of the Saint Armor Turtle, reaching the Nine Patterns Supreme by integrating seven Taoist Spells would still be no problem!

However, this thought merely flashed by. If it had been Xi Zhao before his death, he definitely would have struck without hesitation, killing and then taking the Divine Bead.

But now, after just a moment’s consideration, Xi Zhao despondently gave up this attractive idea. The Divine Bead was indeed enticing, but one must be alive to enjoy it. He was no longer the person who once held the World Suppressing Stele and regarded the Nine Great Divine Kingdoms as nothing.

Now with merely Six Patterns strength, even though he still had his strongest move, Xi Zhao felt his attack probably wouldn’t be very effective against the Saint Armor Turtle, which couldn’t even be harmed by the World Suppressing Stele.

Although Xi Zhao estimated he could seriously injure the Saint Armor Turtle while it was spitting out the Divine Bead, as long as he couldn’t kill it with one blow, the one to die would definitely be himself.

Taking a deep breath, Xi Zhao knew that the Saint Armor Turtle was already wary of him. He simply gave up on the idea completely, but when he saw Sun Wukong on the back of the Saint Armor Turtle, Xi Zhao massaged his temple with a headache! "Monkey, can you not embarrass yourself like this? Get down, will you?"

Sun Wukong, who was already beside himself with anger, heard Xi Zhao’s words and knew Xi Zhao must have a way, so after stomping hard on the Saint Armor Turtle, he jumped down. Seeing that the little fox was alright, Sun Wukong shook his sore shoulders and asked, "So, you have a plan? This big turtle might not have any ill will, but why is it like this?

It’s indeed my fault for smashing it with the stele, but that doesn’t mean it shouldn’t return it to me, right?"

"I, I, I, I..."

"Stop, big turtle, can you not speak anymore? I don’t want the stele; I just beg you to stop talking. We brothers still need to go to the Supreme Pool. If you keep talking, I’m afraid we might just die here!"

Xi Zhao, already suffering a severe headache, hurriedly stopped the Saint Armor Turtle as soon as he heard it about to speak again. Although the Saint Armor Turtle had shrunk in size, its stuttering problem hadn’t improved at all, and now that he was closer, that voice truly made Xi Zhao feel as though his soul was crumbling.

It seemed the Saint Armor Turtle also knew about its own communication issues, so it just nodded and then looked at the little fox on the ground with a worried face. But it quickly seemed to remember something, as its body flashed with a dense green light.

Under the watchful eyes of Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao, as the green light reached its peak, it slowly dissipated. Then, a middle-aged man with a square face, dressed in a simple grey hemp garment, appeared before their eyes!

The moment this square-faced man appeared, he tossed something, and the World Suppressing Stele fell straight into Sun Wukong’s hands! Clutching the stele tenderly, Sun Wukong examined it closely, fearing that the Saint Armor Turtle’s shell was too hard. After a thorough check and finding no damage to the stele, Sun Wukong quickly stored the stele inside his body.

"I, I, I, I..."

At the sound of that voice, Sun Wukong and Xi Zhao simultaneously clutched their heads and squatted on the ground in agony. The Saint Armor Turtle was too powerful; whether it grew larger or transformed, whether in human shape or in its original form, its stutter didn’t change at all!

"Look, senior, if it’s inconvenient for you, don’t talk. We both have something to ask you, you can just nod or shake your head!" Sun Wukong couldn’t take it anymore; it was almost as bad as the Tightening Spell. The Saint Armor Turtle, aware of its own issue, nodded with an embarrassed face.

But then, it suddenly turned around and flicked a green light with its fingertips, which floated onto the little fox’s forehead.

Seeing the large man doing something to the little fox, Sun Wukong summoned Jingu Bang into his hand. However, Xi Zhao suddenly stopped Sun Wukong, saying, "Relax, this person is not an enemy. That green light has a calming and soul-stabilizing effect, and perhaps there are some things that person doesn’t want the little fox to know!"

Sun Wukong trusted Xi Zhao’s words completely and knew that, in terms of both perception and knowledge, Xi Zhao far surpassed him, so he let it be. At this moment, Xi Zhao asked, "Do you know the origin of this little fox?"

The square-faced man who was the transformed Saint Armor Turtle seemed to know that Xi Zhao’s background was not simple, and not making a fuss over being referred to as the little fox, he nodded. The man then sat down on the spot. And so, an exceedingly tedious conversation commenced!

"The little fox is a descendant of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox from the Myriad Demons Country?"

Nod!

"She lost her memory due to some incident, and her physical body died, hence her soul ended up here?"

Nod!

"You were specifically sent to find her? And she used to live in this mountain valley? Are you from Myriad Demons Country?"

Nod!

"Because of this monkey, you had the little fox seek us out?"

Nod!

"Previously, you made the little fox leave with us, which is why she was crying? And you know who I am? Have you seen me before?" n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Continue nodding!

Having asked these questions, Xi Zhao had basically clarified everything; he didn’t care to concern himself with the remaining minor details. The mountain valley he thought he had stumbled upon by coincidence was apparently all manipulated by the Saint Armor Turtle. It let the Purified Soul Flower catch his attention, then followed him all the way to the valley.

Next, it had the little fox jump on his back on purpose, forcing him and his companion to return to rescue her.

By doing so, it could conveniently trap both of them inside! Earlier, he had referred to the little fox as a princess, clearly to show interest due to Sun Wukong and to indicate that he meant no harm! It seemed the Saint Armor Turtle, despite appearing foolish, was actually quite meticulous.

And behind these schemes, he was probably trying to evade the notice of certain individuals, most likely the Netherworld World’s Domain Lord.

"You want us to take the little fox out of Netherworld World and then to Myriad Demons Country?"

This time, the Saint Armor Turtle, transformed into a burly man, first nodded then shook his head! He then pointed at Sun Wukong! Xi Zhao understood that the Saint Armor Turtle meant that, after leaving the Netherworld World, the little fox shouldn’t return to Myriad Demons Country but should follow Sun Wukong!

This was getting interesting. Judging from the Saint Armor Turtle’s demeanor, this was no joke. Plus, Xi Zhao had made up his own mind, so the little fox’s identity was definitely correct.

She might not only be a descendant of the Myriad Demons Country’s Nine-Tailed Sky Fox but could also very likely be the daughter of Myriad Demons Country’s Domain Lord and the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, the true princess of Myriad Demons Country!

It was only unknown what had transpired that led to the little fox’s death and her soul ending up in the Netherworld World. And the Saint Armor Turtle likely committed suicide with the purpose of coming to Netherworld World to protect the little fox.

Now it appeared that the Saint Armor Turtle wasn’t just guarding against the Netherworld World’s Domain Lord but probably against other powerful figures from Myriad Demons Country!

Moreover, Xi Zhao deduced that since the little fox had been safe in Netherworld World for so long, it meant that the Myriad Demon King only sent subordinates to commit suicide and enter the Netherworld World, without coming personally. After all, being the Domain Lord of Myriad Demons Country, he had the ability to travel between the Six Great Divine Nations.

The fact that he hadn’t personally come to this Netherworld World could mean that, firstly, the Myriad Demon King had other matters to attend to and couldn’t spare attention here, secondly, he didn’t find it necessary, and thirdly, the Netherworld World’s Domain Lord, Yue Huangquan, might have prevented the Myriad Demon King from crossing the border!

The first two points were still acceptable, but if it was the last point, did that mean Yue Huangquan was on the little fox’s side?

Based on the situation that Xi Zhao had understood before his death and this incident, he guessed that the Six Great Divine Nations might have already split into two factions!

Not only would the Domain Lords avoid direct conflict, but even before Xi Zhao had died, the Six Great Divine Nations had already begun to show signs of forming alliances! Thinking this, Xi Zhao became increasingly anxious. He didn’t know what moves the Six Great Divine Nations were making now, but he could be certain that something big would definitely happen.

And he didn’t have much time left!

While Xi Zhao was pondering, Sun Wukong suddenly stepped forward, patted the burly man on the shoulder, and said, "I didn’t expect you, old turtle, to have quite the discernment. Rest assured, following Old Sun here, I’ll definitely get the little fox out of this world! By the way, old turtle, with so much Transformation Grass in this valley, why didn’t you feed it to the little fox?"

Xi Zhao watched as the Saint Armor Turtle’s brow furrowed deeply, and he then covered his face with his hands. Ah, monkey, don’t you know that turtle demons or Soul Beasts dislike being called old turtles the most?

Sure enough, the next moment, the Saint Armor Turtle grabbed Sun Wukong’s arm, swung him around, and then hurled him away.

Following that, Sun Wukong screamed miserably as he struck the valley wall!