Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!-Chapter 252 - 152: Little Whirlwind

Zhu Ganglie muttered curses under his breath, "Who’s the numbskull who wrote such an unlucky stele? This is way more than eight hundred li. It’s eighty thousand, no, eight hundred thousand li!"

Grumbling, Zhu Ganglie leaped off the big tree and arbitrarily picked a direction to walk.

He didn’t really expect to discover anything, merely muttering to himself, "Old Zhu won’t climb high, for sure there are demons up there. This mountain’s treacherously wicked, just looking at it you know it’s swarming with age-old demons, Old Zhu certainly doesn’t want to bump into them.

Down the mountain, there must be minor demons patrolling, not a good idea to go there.

The middle of the mountainside is the easiest place to let one’s guard down, I just need to blend in for a while.

When the time comes and the master asks me what mountain this is, I’ll say it’s Lion Camel Ridge.

If he asks me if there are any demons, I’ll say there are.

If he asks me what kind of demon, I’ll say there’s a lion-headed demon.

If he asks me where the demon is, I’ll say inside the Lion Camel Cave on the mountain.

If he asks me how many minor demons there are, I’ll say they are countless.

Yeah, that’s how I’ll answer, flawless!

Hehe...

"First, let’s find a place to nap for a while,"

Having said that, Zhu Ganglie swung his sleeves about, found an inconspicuous cave, and crawled in. Then, he blocked the cave entrance and truly began to snore away inside.

Little did he know, Sun Wukong had followed him.

Seeing this dejected creature, Sun Wukong instantly became incensed, ready to play a prank on this pig, but suddenly, an idea struck him, and he chuckled, "Fool, if you really go back like this, what if the master asks? How could I lie? If I don’t lie, and tell the truth, you probably wouldn’t make it through the day.

Well, I guess I have to help you out!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong turned and flew off. After searching the mountain for a while, he suddenly heard a strain of bizarrely awful singing in the distance.

"The king has commanded me to patrol the mountain! After patrolling the south, I patrol the north...

As Sun Wukong focused his gaze, he spotted a minor demon swaggering out from behind the mountain, still singing, "Be on the lookout for Tang Sanzang on the road, catch him and you’ll have meat and soup!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong instantly burst into laughter, "Indeed, a demon not afraid of death. This is good, it gives Old Sun a chance to show his skills, so the master doesn’t keep thinking of using Old Sun for amusement...

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As he said this, Sun Wukong paused, realizing that he is, in fact, a monkey.

Shaking his head to clear the mess of thoughts in his mind, he decided it was better to focus on the task at hand.

Sun Wukong soared up, leaped off the tree, and in the blink of an eye, had transformed into a little demon.

He imitated the patrolling demon, rattling a clapper, shaking a bell, carrying a flag, and even wore the exact same clothes, only he was slightly bigger than the other.

Then he called out to the other demon, "Hey, you walking there, wait a moment!"

The little demon turned around in surprise and said to Sun Wukong, "Hey... who... who are you?"

Sun Wukong smiled, "Hey, you sightless thing, don’t you even recognize your own family?"

The little demon looked bewildered and said, "I don’t have any family."

The smile on Sun Wukong’s face stiffened as he coughed and said, "One from the same cave, you don’t recognize? Look closely, it’s me! Think hard!"

The little demon looked Sun Wukong over carefully, muttering, "He does look kind of familiar."

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Sun Wukong thought to himself, "No kidding, I transformed to look like you, how could you not find me familiar?"

Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Familiar is good, I work as the fire-tender in our cave, and we haven’t met many times."

Upon hearing this, the little demon became instantly alert, "That’s not right, I know our fire-tender well, and there’s no one like you! You’re definitely doing something else!

No, no, our Demon King runs a very tight ship, everyone has their specific duties, and stepping out of line is absolutely not allowed.

The fire-tenders tend to the fire, cooks handle the cooking, and patrol demons just patrol; since you’re supposed to be a fire-tender, what are you doing here?"

A chill went down Sun Wukong’s spine – he hadn’t expected a group of demons to be so regimented.

But Sun Wukong wasn’t worried; as a veteran mischief-maker who had even sneaked into the heavenly peach banquet, facing a small demon was nothing. He grinned and said, "You wouldn’t know, the Demon King saw how well I tend the fire and promoted me to patrolling."

However, the little demon remained skeptical, looking at Sun Wukong and saying, "Our patrollers, there are forty in one team, ten teams in total, four hundred in all, each with their own year and title.

The Demon King, fearing we’d mix up our shifts and mess up the roll-call, issued each of us a waist tablet.

Do you have a waist tablet?"

Sun Wukong, who had no idea about any waist tablet; he had only briefly glimpsed at the little demon and transformed accordingly.

However, Sun Wukong wasn’t flustered, instead, he adopted a serious expression and said, "Of course I have a waist tablet, but how do I know if you aren’t an imposter?"

The little demon, oblivious to Sun Wukong’s scheming, proudly lifted his garment and took out a tablet, waving it in front of Sun Wukong. The tablet was inscribed with "Command over All Demons" on the back, and "Little Drill Wind" on the front.

Sun Wukong guessed that the pattern on the tablets probably meant that all patrol demons had ’Wind’ in their title, so he plucked a strand of his fur and transformed it into an identical tablet, only changing the front inscription to "Chief Drill Wind"!

The little demon was shocked upon seeing it, "We’re all called Little Drill Wind, how come yours says Chief Drill Wind?"

Sun Wukong boasted confidently, "That’s because you are uninformed. The Demon King thinks highly of me and specifically promoted me to Chief Drill Wind, putting me in charge of all forty brothers in this line."

The little demon was startled and quickly bowed, entreating, "Little Drill Wind, greetings Commander! Commander, you are new here, I didn’t recognize you and spoke out of turn, please don’t be offended."

Sun Wukong laughed, "Ignorance is no sin, and not only do I not blame you, but I will also grant you a great opportunity!"

Little Drill Wind, thrilled, responded, "Please guide me, Commander!"

Sun Wukong turned and pointed to a distant place, saying, "Just now, while I was patrolling, I spotted a pig-headed monk sneaking into that small mountain cave over there."

Little Drill Wind’s eyes sparkled, "A pig-headed monk? Could it be that Zhu Ganglie from the legends surrounding the fake scripture seekers? The Demon King has told us to keep an eye on them, find an opportunity to capture them for meat!"

Sun Wukong was internally startled; he had thought that the mountain’s demons were unaware of their origins, which is why he had dared to stay. But, from the little demon’s words, it seemed the demons here were aware, which meant they were well-informed.

Being well-informed, they must know of their formidable reputation.

Knowing their formidable reputation, yet still not fleeing…

"Hmm, this Demon King seems like he wants to have a bit of a showdown with us! This is getting interesting!"

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, his interest piqued.

He was never a well-behaved monkey, and although he was usually subdued following Tang Sanzang, it never meant he didn’t want a bit of action.

Now that he encountered such audacity from a demon, he suddenly felt his hands itch...