Chapter 016: No Thanks, Scram

But Wang Bo never expected that Sun Wukong would directly curse him out.

This wasn't how the story went.

Shouldn't Sun Wukong be doing his utmost to appear harmless, to deceive him into letting him out?

Why was the Sun Wukong Wang Bo saw showing him no warmth at all?

And what did he mean by opening with a 'scram'? Could this guy have seen through his intentions?

That shouldn't be possible. With Wang Bo's current strength, unless it was an omniscient and omnipotent deity, few could see through his mind—not even the Tathagata Buddha.

He could defeat Wang Bo, suppress Wang Bo, but he absolutely could not see into Wang Bo's heart.

Sun Wukong couldn't even defeat the Tathagata Buddha, let alone see into Wang Bo's mind.

But his attitude was indeed strange.

Wang Bo thought for a moment and asked, "Sun Wukong, I came to you today to let you out."

Sun Wukong turned over, lying on his side on the ground, as if he hadn't heard a word Wang Bo said. This attitude made Wang Bo even more curious. After thinking it over, he jumped straight into the Lotus Cave.

This Lotus Cave sealed Sun Wukong, not Wang Bo, so Wang Bo could enter and leave freely.

Once inside, he walked over to Sun Wukong. "Sun Wukong, I'm here to let you out."

Sun Wukong remained unmoved.

Wang Bo grew even more curious. "Don't you want to get out, Sun Wukong?"

Sun Wukong said, "No thanks, scram."

Wang Bo: ...

This was way too different from the story! Sun Wukong didn't want to leave this godforsaken place that had imprisoned him for five hundred years? Was this still Sun Wukong?

Wang Bo circled the lying Sun Wukong, looking him up and down, and indeed noticed something off.

This man had disheveled hair, his face unclear, but Wang Bo was astonished to find that he had no demonic aura.

At first, Wang Bo thought Sun Wukong had concealed his demonic aura.

After all, for a king of demon kings, concealing demonic aura wasn't difficult.

But when Wang Bo looked closely, he found that the man truly had no demonic aura—not a trace. When he scanned him with his透视眼, he was shocked to see that the man's body structure was exactly the same as a human's.

Although demons, when transformed into humans, also looked human, their cells and organs were subtly beyond ordinary humans.

Yet this man before him was a genuine human.

Aside from having some ordinary magical power, he bore no resemblance to Sun Wukong.

For a moment, Wang Bo was even more astonished. "You're not Sun Wukong?"

"Who says I'm not Sun Wukong?" The man looked up, casting an indignant glance at Wang Bo. "I am Sun Wukong, genuine, the real deal."

"Then tell me, what weapon were you holding when you stormed the Heavenly Court?" Wang Bo asked.

The man sneered, "Why should I tell you?"

Wang Bo laughed. "You don't even know that. You're definitely not Sun Wukong."

The man flew into a rage, leaping up from the ground and shouting, "Who says I don't know? I was wielding two watermelon knives, cutting my way from the Southern Heavenly Gate all the way to Penglai East Road, slashing for three days and three nights, rivers of blood."

He waved his arms wildly, as if possessed. "I was like this—raising my knife and bringing it down, raising and bringing down, raising and bringing down. The whole Heavenly Court was thrown into chaos by me."

Wang Bo was puzzled. "You really are Sun Wukong?"

"That's right."

"Your transformation technique is truly exquisite." Wang Bo had thought Zhu Ganglie's transformation was good, but compared to Sun Wukong's, it was nothing. "To be able to transform yourself completely into a human—truly incredible. Impressive, impressive!"

Wang Bo couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. "As expected of the king of demon kings, Sun Wukong."

But Sun Wukong's face stiffened, forcing a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"And who are you?" he asked.

Wang Bo said, "I'm here to help you escape."

"No need." Sun Wukong sneered a few times and flatly refused Wang Bo.

Wang Bo was utterly baffled. This attitude was too strange—completely different from the Sun Wukong in the story who was eager to escape. It was as if he wasn't the same person.

But from their conversation, he was indeed Sun Wukong.

After all, not many people knew about the incident of charging up to the Southern Heavenly Gate with two watermelon knives.

Such an embarrassing affair, the Heavenly Court naturally wouldn't spread it.

Who else but Sun Wukong, imprisoned here and so familiar with this matter, could it be?

"Why?" Wang Bo was genuinely curious. "Why don't you want to leave? Haven't you always wanted to get out?"

Sun Wukong sneered, "Why should I leave? Who told you I wanted out? I like it here. What are you going to do about it?"

Wang Bo: ...

Seeing Sun Wukong so impervious to reason, he felt helpless. "Alright, I'll be honest. I came to you today for your cultivation technique. I originally planned to trade it for your release. Since you don't want to leave, how about just handing over your cultivation technique?"

Sun Wukong stared coldly at Wang Bo. After a long pause, he said, "Don't have it. Scram."

Wang Bo, seeing his attitude, knew he'd have to use some means. "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

The next second, Wang Bo appeared before Sun Wukong in an instant and grabbed his head.

Caught off guard, Sun Wukong was seized.

Wang Bo was dumbfounded. He had expected a fierce battle to subdue him, but he had succeeded in one move.

This Sun Wukong was way too weak.

Was this guy really Sun Wukong?

But dumbfounded as he was, Wang Bo didn't stop. He unleashed the soul-searching secret technique, pouring pure magical power into Sun Wukong's brain, and instantly saw his past.

He saw the birth of this heaven-and-earth-born monkey, his apprenticeship to learn skills, and his oath-swearing with a group of demons on Flower-Fruit Mountain.

From then on, the monkey conquered east and west, forcing all demons under heaven to submit, earning the title King of Demon Kings.

Finally, Wang Bo saw that after becoming the King of Demon Kings, this unruly monkey was still unsatisfied, wanting to overthrow the Heavenly Court and become the ruler of heaven and earth himself.

Then he cut his way from the Southern Heavenly Gate to Penglai East Road, defeating countless heavenly soldiers and generals, many famous immortals falling to his hand.

After that, this guy was slapped down by the Tathagata Buddha and imprisoned under Five Elements Mountain.

Imprisoned under Five Elements Mountain, Sun Wukong was angry, despairing, and tormented, until one day, he...

Transmigrated!