Chapter 014: God-Beating Whip Greatly Shatters Golden Body

The Jiao Demon King was pursued by a ferocious Taoist and chased all the way to Flower-Fruit Mountain, where Wukong happened to come across them.

Wukong shouted, "Fellow Taoists, hold your hands for a moment, for I am the Demon King of the Water Curtain Cave of Flower-Fruit Mountain, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong! Wait until the reason is explained before fighting, it won't be too late then."

But the Taoist in green robes, not caring about anything, carried his treasure sword and charged to kill. The Jiao Demon King cried out, "Fellow Taoist, help me, this evildoer is fierce!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop the Taoist behind him, Wukong channeled his True Qi, lifted his Jingu Bang, and stepped forward. He got ahead of the Taoist and, with a swing of his stick that could split Mount Hua, he struck down towards the Taoist in green robes. A blow from the Jingu Bang, weighing 13,500 jin, along with Wukong's own strength, could probably slice half a mountain peak! The Taoist was shocked, sensing an ill wind as the Jingu Bang descended. He quickly raised his treasure sword, turning it into a golden dragon that coiled around the Jingu Bang, blocking Wukong's strike.

Seeing Wukong's assistance, the Jiao Demon King was relieved, conjuring an eighteen-foot steel-tipped spear with a chilly gleam. He turned and thrust at the Taoist's chest.

The Taoist in green robes angrily said, "Good demons, you dare join forces against me!"

Then, the Taoist in green robes simply opened his mouth and spat out a golden light, which split into a hundred strands in mid-air, showering down like raindrops on Wukong and the Jiao Demon King.

The Jiao Demon King said, "Fellow Taoist, be careful, this is a spell cultivated from the Southern Polar Divine Light by this villain, quite ferocious."

Wukong laughed, "Fellow Taoist, have no worries! Watch me deal with this evildoer."

The Jiao Demon King was also a rather impoverished Demon King, possessing formidable mana but not having any handy magical treasures, except for only one eighteen-foot steel-tipped spear made of cold iron essence. Meanwhile, the Taoist in green robes had quite powerful means, owning not a few magical treasures and having cultivated spells that were extremely strange, seemingly designed specifically to suppress aquatic tribes.

The Jiao Demon King saw Wukong's brows flash with light, and in his hand appeared a soft whip. Raising the soft whip, he waved it to create an impenetrable defense, bouncing off the golden light that fell, even shattering it. However, it was always unable to break through the defense of the whip. This soft whip was a replica of the Great Year Whip, and each strike was as heavy as the weight of Primordial Chaos. If it were the real Great Year Whip, with a single wave, it would ensure that the Three Flowers and Five Qi would be utterly shattered, and the Primordial Spirit would turn to dust.

Taken aback, the Taoist in green robes had cultivated the Southern Polar Divine Light to the point of perfection, nearly impervious. Using this divine skill against adversaries had always been invincible. But today, it was surprisingly blocked by this monkey from who knows where. The soft whip was so powerful that he felt a surge of greed, but he also knew he couldn't be careless. If the whip hit him, he feared it would cost him dearly. He took extra caution in his heart, and no longer used the Southern Polar Divine Light to attack Wukong and the Jiao Demon King. With an angry roar like thunder, it made one's Primordial Spirit dim for an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, be cautious, this is the Lion's Roar divine skill of the Buddhist sect!" The Jiao Demon King evidently had suffered greatly at the hands of the Taoist and quickly reminded, carefully guarding his mind to prevent his Primordial Spirit from being shaken by the Lion's Roar.

"Summon wind, call rain!" Wukong had two Primordial Spirits, one of which, that cultivated the Seventy-Two Transformations, was immediately dizzy; but the one that cultivated the Thirty-six Heavenly Transformations remained awake. Using True Qi, he deployed one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformations' divine skills to "Summon Wind and Call Rain."

This Summon Wind and Call Rain wasn't like the Four Seas Dragon Kings' skill. The wind it summoned was an evil wind, and the rain it called was a rain that killed! Within a radius of ten zhang, dark energy rose, and a malicious wind came. Before it even touched the Taoist in green robes, he felt his Primordial Spirit stinging with an icy pain, as if it was about to be blown out of his body! During a magical combat, unless it was absolutely necessary, one would never let their Primordial Spirit leave the body because it's fragile and the foundation of life; if the physical body died, one could still cultivate anew with their Primordial Spirit, but if the Primordial Spirit was destroyed, only ashes awaited.

The Taoist in green robes quickly reined in the Lion's Roar divine skill, shocked that Wukong hadn't defended himself yet remained unshaken by his roar. The Taoist had a spot of golden light covered in his brows, which was the divine skill cultivated from the Southern Polar Divine Light. The golden light enveloped his whole body. When the evil wind came, it only made the golden light flicker like a lamp flame in the wind, but it never went out. Wukong's hand gesture changed again, and with an uproar, torrential rain fell from the sky.

"Is this the Ruoshui River? What kind of divine skill is this, so powerful? It can summon black wind and Ruoshui!" The Taoist in green robes kept stepping back, as the raindrops began to fall.

"Plop-plop-plop!"

The raindrops hit the Taoist's robes with crisp sounds, piercing through several large holes in the golden light covering the Taoist and perforating his Taoist robe. The Ruoshui River was exceedingly powerful, highly corrosive; once it touched the body, it could erode bones into mud.

No wonder Patriarch Subhuti said the Thirty-six Heavenly Transformations were formidable, advising Wukong to be cautious when using them against others. This "Summon Wind and Call Rain" had just broken through the Taoist's favorite divine skill, the Southern Polar Divine Light.

Suddenly, the Taoist shouted, and his body's golden light intensified. Behind him appeared a Great Buddha with an expressionless face that seemed extremely rigid. Yet, it had sixteen arms, each bearing a Sword of Wisdom, scriptures, sharira, lotus, vajra pestle, wooden fish, and so on.

The Jiao Demon King said, "This is the Golden Body cultivated from Buddhist divine skills. This Taoist has an extraordinary background, and even the Southern Polar Divine Light has achieved the Buddhist Golden Body, which is very powerful. I suffered a great loss at the hands of this Golden Body. Be extremely careful, fellow Taoist!"

The Buddhist practice is extremely mysterious, and this Golden Body is one of its Divine Skills. Only those with profound understanding of the Buddhist Law can cultivate it. The person chasing the Jiao Demon King was clearly dressed as a Taoist, yet he could possess a Golden Body, which really amazed Wukong. However, having acquired the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations and cultivated two Primordial Spirits, and also having been bestowed two Divine Whips by Patriarch Subhuti, he had not a trace of fear in his heart. He raised the Great Year Whip and, with a crackling sound, struck towards the Great Buddha's head.

The Golden Body Great Buddha opened its eyes and brought its hands together in front of its chest. With one arm, it raised the Sword of Wisdom to meet the strike of the Great Year Whip!

"Tch!"

A muffled sound resounded, greatly shocking the Taoist in green robes. The flexible whip could actually not be cut by the Sword of Wisdom cultivated from the Golden Body, which was truly formidable! He quickly channeled a spell, and another Sharira popped out from the Great Buddha's hand. This Sharira was golden too, manifested from the cultivation of the Southern Polar Divine Light, but within it were genuine Sharira transformed by high-ranking monks from the Buddhist sect. As soon as it was deployed, the sound of Sanskrit chanting filled the air, striking the Great Year Whip and causing another muffled sound, pushing the whip back.

The Divine Skills of Summoning Wind and Calling Rain cast by Wukong were kept at bay by the Golden Body Great Buddha; seeing the Great Year Whip repelled, he was not in a hurry. He then invoked the God-Beating Whip, with its Eighty-Four Talismans flickering into action, rising in the sky, and transforming into something as thick as a water bucket and a hundred zhang in length, crashing down mightily!

The God-Beating Whip, specialized in striking Heavenly Deities and Buddhas, had its restraining effect maximized against those who had attained Enlightenment. Wukong could feel the might of the God-Beating Whip increase by more than tenfold and was inwardly stunned. Could this Taoist be a deity from the heavens or perhaps some Bodhisattva or Buddha? Otherwise, the God-Beating Whip would definitely not manifest such formidable power.

"God-Beating Whip? God-Beating Whip!" The Taoist in green robes initially questioned, then answered himself, displaying extreme panic and hurriedly flashing backward.

But the God-Beating Whip descended even faster, hitting the Golden Body Great Buddha squarely. The Great Buddha's sixteen arms were all raised, each displaying a Magical Treasure, the Buddha Light shining forth brilliantly as if it were a direct blast of sunshine, with constant Sanskrit chanting. Each Magical Treasure seemed to transform into a Buddha, and with the combined effort of the sixteen Buddhas, they barely managed to withstand the descent of the God-Beating Whip. But the shining golden Buddha's body was now showing crack after crack.

"Fellow Taoist, if not now, then when?" Wukong shouted, waking the Jiao Demon King from his stupor, bringing him back to his senses from the shock. The Jiao Demon King thrust forward with his spear.

The Taoist in green robes had eyes about to split with rage, and with an infuriated shout, as the Great Buddha's sixteen arms just managed to block the God-Beating Whip, the Jiao Demon King suddenly made a move. All of the Taoist's Southern Polar Divine Light was concentrated on the Golden Body, leaving him unable to use it elsewhere. He spat out a string of Prayer Beads from his mouth. There were twenty-four beads, each engraved with a Sanskrit character representing the Twenty-Four Heavens of the Buddhist sect. Every single bead was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the thrusts from the spear were blocked outside.

But Wukong tossed aside the Great Year Whip and swept it across, emitting a loud explosion. The red light blazed, and the twenty-four Prayer Beads were dispersed by Wukong in one sweep.

The next moment, Wukong roared and leaped up, stepping on his cloud, as the Jingu Bang also shone brilliantly, transforming into a huge pillar-like rod that he swept straight towards the Golden Body.

The Taoist in green robes showed all the tricks up his sleeve, yet he had not anticipated the Demon Monkey to be so fierce. With the Golden Body restrained by the God-Beating Whip, unable to move, Wukong's strike with his rod was clearly unavoidable.

"Bang!"

The Great Buddha, already cracked, could not withstand Wukong's sweep. The combined attack of the God-Beating Whip and the Jingu Bang shattered the Great Buddha completely into powder, which then transformed into clusters of divine light and fell back between the eyebrows of the Taoist in green robes.

Wukong thought to himself, "This person must have attained genuine Enlightenment, or else the God-Beating Whip couldn't have been so effective. This scoundrel's mana is high, he must have grasped the mysteries of the Daluo Golden Immortal. If not for the strength of the God-Beating Whip, today I would indeed have suffered at his hands."

Wukong believed that with his VLOOKUP, an Escape Technique, ordinary people could not hold him. Although this Taoist was formidable, his Escape Technique was clearly not a match for him; otherwise, he would not have been chasing the Jiao Demon King for so long without success.

"You've hurt me deeply!" The Taoist in green robes cried out in pain, his mouth spewing fresh blood, flying away sideways. His Taoist Robe was torn and tattered, his body covered in fresh blood, turning into a blood gourd.

The Jiao Demon King's eyes were red with rage, and he cursed, "Old Man Wang, you've pursued me, the Jiao Demon King, for more than a month, and now you've finally gotten your retribution! Eat my spear!"

He took his spear and lunged forward, stabbing down fiercely. The Taoist in green robes struggled to produce a spell, the twenty-four Prayer Beads returned, and as the Jiao Demon King's spear came down, it landed on the beads. A sound like bone cracking reverberated, and one of the Prayer Beads was directly shattered. These beads were interlinked with the Taoist's life-essence and cultivation as a Magical Treasure; one being shattered by the spear caused the Taoist's Primordial Spirit intense pain. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, transforming into a streak of bloody light that fled towards The West.

The Great Blood Escape Technique severely drains one's Primordial Qi, but he had no other choice. Had he hesitated any longer, he would surely have been killed. He had to use the Blood Escape to save his life.

What will become of his life? Please tune in to the next episode to find out.