0p0 Chapter 525 What kind of pill? A Nine-Turn Golden Pill?!
Chapter 525 What kind of pill? A Nine-Turn Golden Pill?!
"Sun! Wu! Kong!" The Six-Eared Macaque practically ground out the name through gritted teeth.
His eyes widened in disbelief; he never expected that this innate stone monkey would be completely illiterate.
Yang Jiao felt the same way.
She had buried her expectations for fifteen years, and just when they were about to be unveiled, they were defeated by Wukong's inability to read.
"What have I been waiting for these past fifteen years?" Yang Jiao asked, her eyes vacant.
I could write on the golden cudgel when I was three years old!
Oh right, Wukong was only one day old.
I had too high expectations of him.
Yang Jiao accepted this fact with tears in her eyes, feeling somewhat caught in a dilemma.
Turning his head slightly, he saw the old Dragon King beside him still raging, pointing wildly at the shimmering gilded iron rod, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
Below the weight markings on the iron headband of the magic needle, three small characters were written crookedly—Sun Wukong.
The Dragon King, as if struck by lightning, pointed dejectedly in that spot, his tongue seemingly tied in knots:
"Impossible, how could it have a name?"
The Dragon King's face scrunched up.
Facial features flying everywhere.
"Sun Wukong?"
"How come the name Sun Wukong is on it?"
"Why does the pillar that stabilizes the East China Sea have a name?!"
Wukong, whose name was repeatedly mentioned, followed the Dragon King's trembling finger and fixed his gaze.
I finally saw those three words.
Sun Wukong...
These three words seemed to possess a magical power, constantly impacting him who had just been born from the stone.
So that's how it's written.
His name was chosen by his sister.
Wukong, startled, abandoned his pursuit of the Six-Eared Macaque and leaped to the Dragon King, grasping his hand tenderly, tears streaming down his face.
"Old Dragon King, you are truly a great dragon."
"Not only did they give me the Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff), they also told me where my name is!"
When Sun Wukong was born, he thought everyone in the world was a good person.
Of all the people he's met so far, only Yang Jian and Nezha seem a bit difficult to get along with; everyone else is wonderful.
The old Dragon King's mouth was slightly open, so... it was he who pointed out the right path for him?
The old Dragon King truly understood what it meant to lose both his wife and his army!
He yanked his dragon claw out of Wukong's monkey claw, so angry that bubbles kept popping out of his nostrils.
"Old Dragon King, you are such a kind person, good fortune will surely come your way." Wukong was extremely emotional.
The emotions were right.
Sun Wukong grabbed the Dragon King, patted him on the back, and resolutely turned around to rush towards the golden cudgel suspended in the sea, his monkey paws rubbing against the three characters with great affection.
All that remained was the Dragon King, his face filled with profound sorrow and despair.
Is "May your fortune be as vast as the Eastern Sea" a derogatory term?
The Six-Eared Macaque was so shocked that he slapped his own forehead.
Snapped!
A crisp sound rang out.
"Wukong, it's a good thing you were born in this era."
The Six-Eared Macaque thought to itself, "If such a monkey had been born in the early primordial era, it would probably have been devoured the moment it jumped out of the rock in the morning, before it even saw what the moon looked like."
Yang Jiao's lips twitched as she commented, "In our area, this type of person would be called a naive and innocent sweetheart."
At this moment, she finally understood how the villains felt when they saw the naive and innocent heroine easily obtain what they had struggled so hard to get.
The old Dragon King stared with bloodshot eyes at the three characters on the Iron Rubbing Needle, his heart aching with pain.
It's a great loss to lose such a powerful weapon.
He hunched over, a sharp pain shooting through his chest.
Yang Jiao felt a little sorry for the Dragon King. If it were her own broken copper and scrap metal, which she had left at the gate of her house as junk, suddenly being picked up by an unknown person and then shining brightly, she would be furious.
"Dragon King..."
Yang Jiao took out a Nine-Turn Golden Pill from her own savings, as compensation for the East Sea Dragon King's emotional distress, and handed it over.
Before he could even speak...
The Dragon King of the East Sea immediately raised his hands, shoved his claws into his ears, and instinctively began to shake his head.
"I won't listen to you anymore. Every time you open your mouth, my East Sea will lose a treasure that guards the sea."
Yang Jiao watched as the East Sea Dragon King's head-shaking motion was so forceful that it knocked her hand away, causing her fingertips to lose their balance. The Nine-Turn Golden Pill had fallen into the sea and disappeared without a trace.
He immediately cried out in surprise:
"Holy crap, my Nine-Turn Golden Elixir!"
Now, Yang Jiao also started to feel the pinch.
That's the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir refined by the Supreme Sage, a Nine-Turn Golden Elixir that only the Green Ox in the Three Realms can eat every day!
It wasn't easy for her to sneak away and hide something.
She finally softened her heart this time, but not only did she fail to control the Dragon King of the East Sea, she also lost the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.
Yang Jiao lay on the seabed and began to search.
However, the seabed is covered with thick silt, overlapping corals, and endless seaweed.
After one wave, you can't see anything anymore.
Yang Jiao was furious. She stood up and yanked the Dragon King's hands off his head, who was acting like a child, and said with a bitter face:
"You knocked over my things, so I figured you should compensate me."
The Dragon King hadn't heard anything, except for this one sentence, and he looked at Yang Jiao with a "Are you crazy?" expression.
"Don't think that just because you're all gods, I wouldn't dare go to the Heavenly Court to sue you! You've gone too far in bullying the dragon!"
He had just caught a glimpse of what Yang Jiao was holding out of the corner of his eye, and it had vanished with a single bump. But what valuable thing could someone who needed to freeload in his own Dragon Palace possibly have to compensate him for?
The Dragon King of the East Sea stuck out his neck:
"Compensate? My 'Sea-Stabilizing Needle' iron is gone, and you expect me to compensate you with some worthless gray bead? It's not even as big as a pearl you can pick up anywhere in the East Sea."
Yang Jiao said admiringly:
"Very well, the East Sea is rich in resources, so you speak with confidence; remember this, or I will look down on you."
What is the East China Sea?
The richest place in the primordial world, teeming with aquatic creatures. Although their cultivation is limited, the fact that they are located at the bottom of the sea prevents many demonic beasts from coming down to fight for them. While not the richest place in the primordial world, it is still comparable to the Heavenly Court.
The Dragon King cherished his treasure, but even though he signed the name of the Sea-Stabilizing Needle Iron, it didn't completely crush him.
Comparing wealth?
Who is he?
The mighty Dragon King of the East Sea!
Ao Guang was so provoked that he snorted and groaned:
"What good things haven't I, the Dragon King of the East Sea, seen?"
Yang Jiao replied indifferently: "Nine-Turn Golden Elixir."
"Ha! A mere Nine-Turn Golden Elixir... What? A Nine-Turn Golden Elixir!?"
The Dragon King of the East Sea suddenly changed the subject, saying, "I've never seen such a good thing before!"
The East Sea is rich in resources and treasures, but it lacks magical artifacts that can enhance cultivation, all because of the suppression of the dragon race's karma.
Nine-turn golden pill!
That was a golden elixir that was only known by name, personally refined by the Supreme Sage, and even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West had difficulty obtaining a single one.
If immortals eat it, their spiritual energy will surge, allowing them to break through the barriers of cultivation.
The Dragon King of the East Sea looked flustered. "Really?"
Everyone knows that what the Dragon King most wants to change is the predicament of the dragon race's low cultivation level.
"Really." Yang Jiao nodded.
He looked down at his dragon claw and slammed it down hard:
"Dead Hand, it'll crash into anything."
Without a second thought, he began a thorough search on the seabed, not even caring that the Iron Sea-Stabilizing Needle was gone.