Chapter 1076: Chapter 328: Marked for Death by the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi (Part 3)
When everyone’s eyes turned to him, the Eastern King smiled faintly and said: "Why are you all looking at me like this?"
"The Eastern King’s power is formidable and not inferior to the Ancient Heavenly Emperor. We are impressed."
Zhunti spoke up.
He referred to the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, not the current Celestial Emperor.
Obviously, he didn’t think that the Great Emperor Ziwei could compare to the Eastern King.
Zhunti, deep down, looked down on the Great Emperor Ziwei.
The Eastern King could see through his thoughts; he said mildly, "It’s just the bravery of a mere warrior, hardly worth mentioning. The current Celestial Emperor is a natural leader, someone to be admired."
Mentioning the Great Emperor Ziwei, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhunti’s eyes.
He smiled gently, saying nothing.
However, the crowd could tell his meaning from his eyes.
Obviously, he was quite dismissive of the current Celestial Emperor.
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed fiercely, ready to act.
For one, the Great Emperor Ziwei was his friend, whereas Zhunti was not.
The bald donkey looked down on the Great Emperor Ziwei, and naturally, Sun Wukong disliked him.
Even if he hit him with a staff now, Sun Wukong felt it would be justified.
Zhunti sensed Sun Wukong’s gaze and looked slightly wary.
This rascal monkey is not one to be reasonable; if he wants to act, he will.
So, Zhunti kept quiet and said nothing more.
He knew well that if he continued talking, Sun Wukong would definitely hit him with a staff.
Those who helped him would surely not be more than those helping Sun Wukong.
"If anyone looks down on that fellow Ziwei, they can leave. No one will force some people to stay. Don’t think being a Supreme is anything special; find your proper place."
Sun Wukong sneered, full of provoking intent.
He was targeting Zhunti, and if Zhunti dared to act, Sun Wukong would strike immediately.
Zhunti’s face turned black; he naturally understood Sun Wukong’s thoughts.
Thus, he said nothing, just lowered his head.
No matter what Sun Wukong said, he wouldn’t reply.
Clearly, Zhunti was determined to act like a turtle with its head in the shell, allowing Sun Wukong to say whatever he wished.
This made Sun Wukong feel quite bored.
He glanced at Zhunti with disdain; where had his courage gone?
When it came to the real fight, Zhunti himself backed down first.
Seeing no response from him, Sun Wukong also found it dull.
He said to everyone: "Folks, Old Sun bids farewell."
With that, Sun Wukong turned and left.
As for what comes next, he couldn’t care less.
It’s not that it has nothing to do with him; it’s that Sun Wukong didn’t want to deal with it.
In the Three Realms, there are so many strong people; they don’t need Sun Wukong to survive.
Sun Wukong just needs to rush into battles, thinking too much is really tiring.
Back at Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong’s injuries had almost healed.
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong with concern, asking about his condition.
"It’s fine. Old Sun fought with the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow for several days without deciding a winner. That birdman has a good father who gave him a stronger body."
Sun Wukong said somewhat gloomily.
"The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow didn’t die?"
The crowd was somewhat surprised.
They originally thought the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow had died.
But from Sun Wukong’s words, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow not only hadn’t died but had become stronger.
Did he exchange for a stronger body? Was it Emperor Jun’s handiwork?
It seems so, otherwise, how could Sun Wukong not defeat him.
It appears Emperor Jun had planned this when issuing the challenge.
One way or another, he wouldn’t let his son be killed.
The conniving of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor was indeed extraordinary.
"Sure enough, didn’t die, or rather, Old Sun didn’t kill him at the time. Emperor Jun must have preserved some of his soul, then revived him, using the essence blood of Sun Mother and Mother Moon along with his own essence blood to craft a stronger body. Now he can contend with Old Sun; this Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow is quite exceptional."
Sun Wukong praised.
Everyone was speechless.
They looked at Sun Wukong, and Lu Dongbin couldn’t help but say: "Great Saint, how do I feel you are praising yourself? No matter how remarkable the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow is, he is a Supreme. You, just a top-level Heavenly Venerate, can fight him to a draw; aren’t you even more extraordinary?"
Sun Wukong smiled.
"Old Sun meant just that."
The crowd couldn’t help but laugh.
In the end, after all this talk, Sun Wukong was praising himself.
"Namo Buddha, I feel an overwhelming grievance in the Western Continent; it seems many living beings have died."
The Bodhisattva Guanyin was full of compassion.
Sun Wukong nodded, knowing she was a compassionate Bodhisattva.
He didn’t hide anything, saying: "Many died on both sides; half of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals died, around 250,000. Emperor Jun’s forces also lost over half, at least over 100,000."
Compared to Emperor Jun’s forces, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were actually at some disadvantage.
Under Emperor Jun, the troops often battle external realms’ living beings, so they’re a battle-hardened army.
When facing Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, they are naturally stronger.
However, Heavenly Soldiers and Generals have the advantage of larger numbers and easy replenishment.
The Heavenly Court naturally has methods to quickly train large numbers of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals in a short time.
In terms of replenishment, the Heavenly Court’s forces are more sustainable.
Also, when Heavenly Soldiers and Generals die, their souls enter the netherworld, where they are sent back to the Heavenly Court to be reincarnated into new bodies.
This is completely different from the losses under Emperor Jun.