Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

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Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing spat out a mouthful of blood that shot straight at Nezha's face but was blocked by an invisible wall of air, failing to splatter on him.

"Unfilial son! You, you dare to commit patricide..."

"Pah!"

Nezha spat phlegm onto Li Jing's face, cutting him off. His eyes emitted a deep hatred, his voice as cold as ice, "You have no right to mention the word 'father' in front of me. You ceased being my father long ago, and you are unworthy of being my father!"

"Fiend, fiendish son...ugh!"

Li Jing began to curse, but before he could finish, his mouth was struck hard, shattering half of his jaw and causing fresh blood to spurt violently without letup, allowing him no words.

"I said, you are not worthy to be my father!"

Nezha, disgusted, shook the Fire-tipped Spear, flinging the fresh blood from it, and looked at Li Jing with cold murderous intent, "From the moment I was born, you treated me as a monster, intending to kill me swiftly. You've never shown me a shred of affection. My mother and older brothers took care of me since childhood.

When the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas came to Chentang Pass seeking vengeance, I could have defeated them all, yet you secretly took away my magical weapons, forcing me to cut my flesh to save my mother, and hack my bones to repay my father. When I tried to revive myself using secret techniques, you ruined my statue and destroyed my temple without considering our father-son relationship.

If not for my master Taiyi, who used a Lotus Incarnation to house my soul and reshape my physical body, I would have completely perished long ago! How dare someone like you stand as my father?"

"If it weren't for that thieving bald Ran Deng interfering back then, I would have taken your wicked life long ago! All these years, relying on the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda gifted by Ran Deng, you have oppressed me numerous times. We are named father and son, but in reality, it is enmity. You have also repeatedly sought my life before. Now, what face do you have to accuse me?"

The furious roar pulsed from Nezha's mouth, resounding across the heavens and earth, heard distinctly by the Heavenly Soldiers and the Demon Clan of Flower-Fruit Mountain within a radius of several tens of miles. Their gazes towards Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing were filled with disdain, particularly those of the Heavenly Soldiers.

The discord between Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing and Nezha, the Third Prince, was no secret in the Heavenly Court, but few knew the reasons behind it. Now, hearing these causational details from Nezha, everyone believed that Li Jing indeed deserved death. Being so ruthless and unkind to his own flesh and blood, anyone would cease to recognize him as a father and would seek revenge!

Moreover, Nezha was the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, and his flesh had already been cut to repay his mother and his bones hacked to repay his father. There was no blood relation left between him and Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing. The so-called father-son relationship was merely nominal and had already become a deadly feud.

It was righteous for Nezha to seek vengeance upon Li Jing at this moment; no one could dispute that!

"Nezha, why waste words with such scum? End him quickly and help out. Today, we absolutely cannot let these villains who destroyed our Flower-Fruit Mountain escape unscathed; they must pay with their blood!"

The temper of the Six-Eared Macaque was extremely volatile, and seeing Nezha hesitating to kill, he couldn't help but yelled out after pushing back Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Do you hear that? You, you're called scum! And since you're scum, you have no right to live on, so die!"

"You..."

"Pfft!"

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing strained to move his shattered lips to say something, but Nezha had no patience to listen further. With a movement of his Fire-tipped Spear, he impaled Li Jing's chest directly. The Immortal Force vibrated, instantly annihilating all of his life force.

The brilliance in Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing's eyes paused, his gaze turning vacant. Flames twirled around the tip of the Fire-tipped Spear, quickly spreading and reducing Li Jing's body to ashes in an instant.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing, fallen!

An almost invisible green light floated up from where Li Jing was turned to ashes. Nezha's expression shifted slightly, wanting to intercept it but ultimately shook his head and sighed softly, watching as the green light soared into the sky and vanished into the void.

This was Li Jing's lingering soul. The passage that opened in the void likely led to the Netherworld, where Li Jing's soul was heading for reincarnation. Nezha could have stopped it, but he ultimately let go. No matter what, Li Jing was his father in this lifetime, and their enmity had dissipated with Li Jing's death; there was no need to be ruthless, letting him undergo reincarnation instead.

He hoped that in the next life, there would be no dealings between him and Li Jing!

"Run!"

"Hurry and run!"

Although everyone held Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing in contempt, seeing him die by Nezha's hand still evoked a sense of desolation among the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. The Four Great Heavenly Kings and the Twenty-Eight Constellations hastily led the retreat. With the marshal dead, there was no point in fighting on!

The Four Great Heavenly Kings and the Twenty-Eight Constellations fled, and the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals lost all will to fight. Each of them turned and fled on clouds, wishing they had been born with an extra pair of wings, fearing they would become one of the lost souls of Flower-Fruit Mountain if they ran too late.

"Enough, let's stop here!"

Seeing the army of the Heavenly Court begin their disorganized retreat, Erlang God Yang Jian also lost the will to fight. In fact, he had not wanted to fight for a long time, and had only exchanged a few symbolic blows with the Bull Demon King. He then pushed back the Bull Demon King with a single strike and held out his palm in a gesture to stop the fighting.

The Bull Demon King did not continue to attack. He had long seen that Erlang God Yang Jian was going easy on him. Just now, he had only been playing along with Erlang God Yang Jian's act. He stowed his iron staff and chased after the fleeing Heavenly army. After suppressing his anger for so long while Flower-Fruit Mountain lay in ruins, how could he let these guys escape so easily?

He had to leave a few behind as "interest"!

"Amitabha! Let us stop here!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva also withdrew from the battle and gently shook her head at the Six-Eared Macaque. The Six-Eared Macaque stopped upon hearing this. He had learned from Leng Xuan and Nezha that Guanyin Bodhisattva had shown mercy before. There was no need to fight to the death against someone with no ill will towards them.

Besides, Guanyin Bodhisattva's strength was formidable, and he might not be able to withstand her at present.

"Stop fighting! No more!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva also shouted loudly. His wounds had not yet healed, and from the moment he faced the Green Lotus Sword Immortal Luo Bai, he was immediately put at a disadvantage. Now his body bore several more sword wounds, each a painful addition to his injuries—he had not wanted to continue fighting!

"You say stop and we stop? Why should we?"

Luo Bai sneered, his Purple Lightning Blue Glint Sword showing no signs of stopping. Instead, he continued to fiercely strike out with chilling sword qi toward Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. Unlike Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had harbored deep hostility towards the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Race from the start.

He showed no mercy when he struck and now, seeing the battle turning against him, it wasn't so easy to just leave!

"Bastard! Luo Bai, you are a disciple of the Spiritual Treasury Heavenly Venerate! By siding with the Demon Race and opposing our Human Race, aren't you afraid of facing the Spiritual Treasury Heavenly Venerate's punishment?"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva desperately shouted, dodging Luo Bai's attacks. Unfortunately, his severe injuries reduced his agility, and he suffered two more sword strikes, blood spattering.

"My master would never punish me!"

Luo Bai snorted, "My master, the Leader of Tongtian, believes in teaching without distinctions. In the past, many of his disciples in the Jie Sect were from the Demon Clan. He certainly does not have your narrow-mindedness! Stop the useless chatter. If you want to live, it depends on whether you can escape from under my sword!"

The Purple Lightning Blue Glint Sword quivered, and Luo Bai's sword qi attacks grew even more intense, overwhelming Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. Helplessly, he cried out to Guanyin Bodhisattva, "Guanyin, are you just going to stand by indefinitely?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyebrows twitched and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes. Yet, she ultimately restrained herself, nodded to the demons of Flower-Fruit Mountain, and soared up on a cloud towards the Southern Sea, not sparing Samantabhadra Bodhisattva another glance. Their relationship had already deteriorated; why bother to save him?

Whether Samantabhadra Bodhisattva could survive depended on his fate; Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't care to intervene.

"Bastard! Guanyin, remember this—this account will eventually be settled!"

Seeing that Guanyin Bodhisattva left him behind without any intention to help, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva could only grind his teeth in rage.

Resolutely burning his own lifeblood essence, he activated the Taiji Seal to block Luo Bai's sword qi attacks and transformed into a long rainbow that swiftly flew toward the horizon, much faster than the technique of cloud riding, and disappeared in an instant.

"This bald cheat can really run fast!"

Luo Bai was taken aback. When he reacted and thought to pursue, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had already vanished. The Taiji Seal that blocked Luo Bai's sword qi attempted to flee, but Luo Bai intercepted it with a swing of his sword, "Such a powerful defensive magical treasure is a waste in the hands of that bald cheat! Since he's escaped, he should leave this treasure as compensation!"

Forcefully subduing the Taiji Runes, Luo Bai did not immediately begin the refinement process but planned to wait until Sun Wukong and Ran Deng Buddha finished their battle and ask Sun Wukong to help refine it.

Sun Wukong, possessing the Chaos Primordial Force capable of assimilating all things, could easily erase Manjusri Bodhisattva's imprint inside the Taiji Seal—he felt no need to exert effort himself.

"Nezha, take good care of yourself! If you are free one day, come find me at the True Lord's Temple at Chentang Pass. The temple doors will always be open for you!"

Erlang God Yang Jian glanced at Nezha, wanting to say something. After a brief scan over the demons of Flower-Fruit Mountain, he paused, gave just a nod to Nezha, and then rose on a cloud, leading the Meishan brothers and his soldiers toward Chentang Pass.

"It's finally over!"

Leng Xuan took a deep breath but suddenly lifted his head, "No, it's not over yet, Boss is still fighting that Ran Deng!"

(One more update to go; will post it early tomorrow, I'm exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open.)