Chapter IX
The raging fire burned for a while.
"Alright, this monkey must have suffered a lot.”
The disciple who controlled the fire estimated the time and dispersed the raging fire.
Everyone looked at the center of the fire.
However, when the flames disappeared, everyone present was dumbfounded.
It was as if he had seen something unbelievable.
Their eyes widened in shock.
"How is this possible…"
The fire-controlling disciple cried out involuntarily, his eyes filled with shock.
The others had the same reaction.
The raging fire dissipated, and Sun Wukong was completely fine. Not even his hair was singed.
"Just this?"
Sun Wukong looked at the fire-controlling disciple with a hint of disdain on his face.
He even reached out to pick his ear and flicked an Ear Essence at the disciple.
Whoosh.
The disciple who controlled the fire felt a sharp pain on his cheek and his face instantly turned red.
His fire controlling technique could even dry up a river, let alone plants and stones.
Although he had only used five layers of magic power, this monkey had only entered the sect for a few years and did not seem to have much cultivation. However, under his own flames, it was completely unharmed.
The disciple was dumbfounded.
When he thought about how he had just said that he would teach this monkey a lesson, his entire body was filled with shame.
"Smelly monkey, do you really think that no one can cure you?”
A berating voice came from another disciple.
It was the disciple who had controlled the sandstorm earlier. He looked at Sun Wukong with a cold expression.
Sun Wukong glanced at it and did not even have the interest to speak. He only yawned out of boredom and stretched lazily.
"You!"
Seeing Sun Wukong ignore him, the disciple was exasperated.
With a raise of his hand, sand and stones flew.
The black whirlwind swept toward Sun Wukong like a bone-scraping knife.
He didn't hold back and used all his magic power!
If this black wind blew on a living being, not only would their body be riddled with holes, leaving only their bones, but even their souls and spirits would be destroyed.
This monkey could dodge the fire, but it could not snatch the black wind from him.
Sun Wukong looked at the black wind that was blowing over and did not react at all. He did not even lift his eyelids.
"Is this monkey scared silly?"
"A monkey is indeed a monkey. It can't be seen in public. It must have been scared silly by Senior Brother's magic technique.”
"If he begs for mercy, we can let him off.”
When everyone saw that Sun Wukong had no reaction, they thought that Sun Wukong had been scared silly by the pitch-black wind.
The wind was even faster than the fire dragon from before. In an instant, it blew in front of Sun Wukong.
"Yawning."
Sun Wukong sneezed.
The pitch-black wind that was blowing toward them was blown back.
"Not good!"
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
Everyone was shocked and quickly dodged.
This wind was no joke. They all knew how powerful it was.
The expression of that Imperial Wind's disciple changed drastically. His expression gradually became dull. He began to doubt life?
A sneeze had blown his gale back?
He even suspected that he was dreaming.
This f * cking human…Could a monkey do it?
The other disciples also looked at him strangely.
He was completely depressed.
Although he was not a Golden Immortal, he was still considered a figure among the disciples of the Three Stars Cave with his Wind Manipulation Technique.
However, today, his spell was broken by a monkey.
He really wanted to find a crack in the ground and turn into it.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, a stern shout rang out.
Guangming looked at Sun Wukong unkindly.
"Sun Wukong, you have repeatedly contradicted your senior brother. Do you know your sins?”
He didn't know when this monkey had cultivated to such a level, but Guangming didn't care.
He was already at the late-stage Mystic Immortal realm. Although he had yet to condense a Golden Immortal Dao fruit, it was more than enough to teach a monkey a lesson.
Sun Wukong didn't care at all. It just so happened that he had no place to vent the surging power in his body.
This blockhead rushed over to deliver his head.
"What do you want?"
Sun Wukong raised his chin, looking extremely provocative.
"Alright, then don't blame me!"
"Heavenly Transformation!"
Guangming shouted and formed a hand seal while chanting a spell.
His body enlarged once again, turning into a 3,000-foot-tall giant.
In front of him, Sun Wukong, who was less than four feet tall, was like an ant.
Boom!
Guangming threw a punch at Sun Wukong.
It was as if the stars had fallen, as if the gods and buddhas had destroyed the world, and even space had exploded.
The airwaves surged and formed a strong pressure, making it difficult for the disciples below to breathe.
Sun Wukong's lips curled up.
A domineering figure appeared in his mind.
It was a figure that suppressed all the enemies in the world.
A giant bronze cauldron hung above his head, and his body was enveloped in the aura of chaos. In a snap of his fingers, the enemies were destroyed, and the sky was stained with blood.
With a flick of his finger, he could kill the enemy and cover the sky!
A resplendent light shot out from the immortal foundation in Sun Wukong's sea of consciousness.
It was like the first ray of light in the Primordial World, illuminating the Primordial World and expelling the eternal darkness.
Sun Wukong raised his fist.
It was an ordinary punch.
Compared to Guangming's fist, Sun Wukong's fist was so small that it could be ignored.
However, the Dao runes that enveloped it emitted a powerful aura that was enough to intimidate the heavens.
Guangming's fist had already landed.
Everyone could no longer see Sun Wukong's figure. They could only see Guangming's meteor-like fist.
This punch could even shatter mountains.
Not to mention a monkey.
However, they did not see the scene they had imagined. Instead, they heard a scream.
Guangming screamed.
Before everyone could react to what was going on.
Rumble!
Violent airwaves swept out.
Guangming's huge body was sent flying as if it was heavily injured.
Boom!
It smashed into a mountain range and shattered it.
Silence!
The scene was deathly silent! A pin drop could be heard!
Everyone was flabbergasted as they looked at Sun Wukong in unison.
What the f * ck, a 3,000-foot-tall giant was sent flying by a single punch?
Sun Wukong rubbed his fists and swept his gaze across the group of disciples.
The look in his eyes was quite obvious. Who else?
Gulp.
Everyone gulped.
They all took a few steps back.
"Who is making a ruckus in Mount Innerheart?"
An ethereal voice filled with reproach sounded in the mountain.
Patriarch Subhuti's face was cold as he appeared before everyone.
"Greetings, Ancestral Master!"
The disciples hurriedly bowed.
He secretly complained in his heart.
He hadn't expected that this commotion would actually alarm Patriarch Subhuti.
He would be scolded and punished by the Ancestral Master.
Subhuti gave the disciples a cold glance, then berated,"You've learned some Dao techniques and you're showing off here.”
"You will be punished to copy the Daoist scriptures 30,000 times!"
What?
Patriarch, we are the victims.
And he had to copy the Daoist scriptures 30,000 times!
These disciples were completely dumbfounded.
It was fine if he didn't punish Sun Wukong, but he punished them.
All of them felt bitter but could not say anything. They did not dare to contradict Patriarch Subhuti, so they could only leave dejectedly.
Only then did Patriarch Subhuti look at Sun Wukong.
It didn't matter if he didn't look at it, but when he did, he was shocked.
The horsetail whisk in his hand was unsteady and almost fell to the ground.
Good fellow!
This monkey was actually an abstruse immortal!
The boundless magic power in his body was incomparably vast.
It was no wonder that he had beaten up Guangming as if he was playing.
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