875: Chapter 289: Capturing _3 875: Chapter 289: Capturing _3 But Sun Wukong admitted decisively that he wasn’t, and he immediately smiled, feeling much more comfortable.
Sun Wukong didn’t really lie, he just saw that the Ancestral Dragon and others had appeared and didn’t want to kill the Empress.
So, Sun Wukong changed his intent and spared them.
As for knowing the enmity between the Haotian God and the Primordial Empress, it was after their mother and son left.
Therefore, Sun Wukong’s words didn’t go against his conscience, and he felt open and upright.
Jie smiled, feeling inexplicably relieved inside.
He nodded to Sun Wukong and said: “In that case, I won’t disturb you anymore.
If you have any news of Sun Juekong recently, let me know, and we’ll hunt him down together.
That guy is very likely, if given more time to grow, he wouldn’t even need to reach the Supreme Realm to fight Supreme beings.”
Speaking of Sun Juekong, Jie’s expression became somewhat grave.
He was almost killed by Sun Juekong, whose methods were so formidable that he was completely no match for him.
It should be known that Jie had withstood thousands of moves from Sun Wukong and his group.
However, he looked at Sun Wukong, smiled, and continued: “But no matter how powerful Sun Juekong is, he cannot compare to you.
With your strength, if you were to become a top-grade Great Heavenly Venerate, Sun Juekong would not be able to withstand you for a quarter of an hour.”
Sun Wukong: “…”
He felt that Jie was overestimating him a bit too much.
Sun Wukong acknowledged that if he became a top-grade Great Heavenly Venerate, he would definitely win against Sun Juekong.
But to say he could kill Sun Juekong in less than a quarter of an hour was somewhat exaggerated.
At present, he could kill Sun Juekong in less than a quarter of an hour.
The premise was that the opponent did not escape.
Sun Wukong had several methods to kill him.
This could not be told to Jie, or else it would definitely undermine him.
One should consider the mental and physical well-being of children and not undermine them too much.
Jie just thought Sun Wukong looked strange, thinking that Sun Wukong felt he was exaggerating.
After thinking it over, Jie said seriously: “Great Saint, don’t underestimate yourself.
No matter how powerful Sun Juekong is, he’s really no match for you.
You must have confidence in yourself.”
Seeing him so anxious, as if fearing that he was not confident enough.
Sun Wukong couldn’t bear to see him anxious, so he explained: “It’s very easy for me to kill him now, provided he doesn’t run away.
So I’m not worried about not being able to beat him.”
Sun Juekong was at a loss.
He looked at Sun Wukong mournfully, feeling quite speechless.
What gave him the courage to comfort Sun Wukong?
He clearly didn’t think Sun Wukong was no match for him.
It was obvious Sun Wukong thought his strength was mediocre and could kill him without needing to break through.
“Ahem, are you okay?”
Sun Wukong asked, somewhat worried that Jie had been undermined.
“Farewell.”
Jie stood up, cupping his fists.
After all this time, the real clown turned out to be him.
Sun Wukong personally saw him off, aware that his previous words had significantly undermined Jie.
Watching Jie disappear before his eyes, Sun Wukong’s smile faded.
His eyes flashed coldly.
Despite his words, he didn’t take Sun Juekong lightly.
Still, Sun Wukong knew that leaving Sun Juekong alive would be a problem.
If he didn’t take down Sun Juekong now, the latter might cause even bigger trouble later on.
Moreover, Jie was right about one thing: if Sun Juekong broke through to the Supreme or gained Supreme Combat Power, he would be even more terrifying.
Killing a Supreme is not easy.
“That guy’s arrogant nature means he will seek me out again.
I mustn’t let him escape next time.”
Sun Wukong thought quietly.
However, he also thought that even if Sun Juekong was foolish, he wouldn’t come to Huaguo Mountain to fight him again.
Firstly, Sun Juekong would not be confident of killing him in a short time, and secondly, there was the Ancestral Dragon in the East Sea.
Even if the Ancestral Dragon intervened, Sun Juekong’s chances of escape wouldn’t exceed ten percent.
He would have to leave Huaguo Mountain to give him an opportunity to strike.
Of course, in this scenario, Sun Juekong might not strike.
He might think Sun Wukong was deliberately luring him into striking.
In that case, Sun Juekong might not strike.
At this thought, Sun Wukong felt a headache.
It seemed that taking down Sun Juekong wasn’t that easy after all.
Sun Wukong rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache.
He wasn’t afraid of open enemies, but those hidden ones really troubled him—not that he feared them, but they were a hassle.
Back at Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong’s eyebrows were still furrowed.
Nu Ba looked into his bright eyes and asked him what was bothering him.
Upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Nu Ba smiled gently and said: “Great Saint, this is too simple.
You really shouldn’t be the bait, but I can be.”
Sun Wukong was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: “Nonsense, how can I let you be the bait?
Even if I don’t kill Sun Juekong, I can’t let you take the risk.”
Nu Ba smiled gently and said: “I didn’t say I wanted to take the risk.”
Sun Wukong was moved, and his eyes lit up.
“You’re really smart, haha.”
Sun Wukong praised.
Nu Ba smiled, knowing that Sun Wukong had grasped her meaning.
Sun Wukong naturally wouldn’t let Nu Ba take the risk.
In fact, Nu Ba herself didn’t want to take the risk.
A wise man doesn’t stand beneath a dangerous wall.
She wasn’t a wise man, but she didn’t want to stand beneath a dangerous wall either.
What she meant was for Sun Wukong to use the Art of Transformation to leave Huaguo Mountain, giving Sun Shengkong an opportunity to strike.