Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

Chapter 33 The Ultimate Speed of the World

The Great Roc rose with the wind in a day, soaring straight up ninety thousand miles. The clan of the Great Roc truly excelled in speed in all the Three Realms, surpassing even Sun Wukong's Somersault Cloud. However, Sun Wukong harbored not a trace of fear in his heart. Now, he was not limited to just the Somersault Cloud; he also possessed the divine skill of Shrinking Earth into Inches.

Utilizing both skills simultaneously, it wouldn't be an overstatement to call him the fastest under heaven. Even against the notoriously swift Golden Winged Great Roc clan, Sun Wukong was confident in challenging them!

The Demon King was not expecting Sun Wukong to agree so readily and was taken aback momentarily. He then sneered inwardly and snorted lightly through his nostrils. This monkey was underestimating him too much. He was a standout of the Golden Winged Great Roc clan—aside from his own clan, who in the Three Realms could surpass him in speed?

"Set a place, let's see who gets there first!"

The sense of pride in the Demon King soared to the clouds. He wanted to show Sun Wukong that the sky belonged to their Golden Winged Great Roc clan!

"Let's make it the seashore near the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing, close to the Northern Sea."

The Eastern Sea, Southern Sea, and Western Sea were either under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court or within the sphere of influence of the Western Buddhist Nation. It was only near the Northern Continent of Cattle-grazing's Northern Sea edge area that belonged to a jurisdiction-free zone.

Sun Wukong's prior battles with the Macaque King and the Lion Camel King might have already alerted the Immortals and Gods of the Heavenly Court, so it was better to keep a low profile.

The Demon King did not object to Sun Wukong's suggestion. To him, the destination was all the same; at full speed, it would take him less than half an hour to arrive.

"Wukong, Peng Fei, we will leave first and be the judges at the finish line. You can start an hour after us."

The cloud soaring speed of the Bull Demon King and others naturally paled in comparison to that of the Demon King. Of course, it wasn't as if they were four to five times slower, but since neither the Demon King nor Sun Wukong objected—in just two hours, they could casually drink a few cups or meditate to pass the time. It wouldn't be too late even if they started later.

With the Bull Demon King and others as witnesses, it would be clear who lost and who won—no one could deny it!

Two hours later.

"About time. Wukong, you go first, I'll catch up with you soon!"

The Demon King said arrogantly, suddenly extending his Golden Wings behind him and fluttering them twice, stirring up dust and stones around him as he slowly floated midair.

"Are you sure you want me to go first? I won't stop and wait for you!"

Sun Wukong sneered, thinking the Demon King was really underestimating him. Did he truly think he would win?

"I'm certain. You don't need to stop, Wukong. I will catch up with you soon!"

The Demon King, unaware of Sun Wukong's thoughts, spoke with pride and even some disdain. Sun Wukong nodded, saying nothing further, opting to let his actions speak for themselves. Soon, they would see whether this guy could still laugh.

"Somersault Cloud!"

With a somersault, he leaped into the air where the cloud instantly gathered under his feet forming a golden auspicious cloud. Sun Wukong's figure flickered and he abruptly shot into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"He really is fast! No wonder he dared to accept my challenge!"

A flicker of surprise crossed the Demon King's eyes, soon replaced by a scornful cold smile, "Still, he can't compare to our Golden Winged Great Roc clan!"

With a surge of wind and thunder, the Demon King's figure turned into a golden flash and pursued Sun Wukong toward the direction he had fled. Though "ninety thousand miles with a flap of wings" might be an exaggeration, the Demon King's speed was indeed astonishing, much faster than the Somersault Cloud. He quickly caught up to Sun Wukong, reaching not far behind him.

"Wukong, I told you, I would catch up with you soon!"

The Demon King laughed heartily, ready to surpass Sun Wukong. But he heard Sun Wukong's cold laughter as his figure and the golden auspicious cloud under his feet suddenly blurred. In the next moment, his speed surged, reaching the edge of the horizon within sight.

"Crap! How is that possible?"

The smug look on the Demon King's face instantly froze, and his eyes nearly popped out. What had Sun Wukong done to increase his speed so much? How could there be such a swift cloud soaring technique in the world? It was impossible!

Amidst his shock, the Demon King clenched his teeth, his figure shimmering as he revealed his true Golden Winged Great Roc form. Enveloped in the power of wind and thunder, he flapped his wings and pursued Sun Wukong, gradually closing the distance once again.

"Such a formidable cloud soaring technique, forcing me to reveal my true form. Wukong, you can indeed be proud of yourself! In the Three Realms, no one but our Golden Winged Great Roc clan can surpass you in cloud soaring speed!"

"Is that so?"

"Shrinking Earth into Inches!"

Peng Demon King regained his sense of superiority, but unfortunately, it did not last long. The response he got was a cold laugh from Sun Wukong, who again increased his flying speed and for the second time left him far behind. In a few blinks of an eye, Sun Wukong had reached the horizon.

"I… damn it!"

This time, Peng Demon King almost fell from the sky. What was going on? How was this possible? Was he hallucinating? How had the cloud-soaring technique suddenly far surpassed the inborn flight abilities of his Golden Winged Great Roc clan? It was absolutely a nightmare!

"I will not lose. I am the Peng Demon King, a prodigy of the Golden Winged Great Roc clan. How could I lose in flying to a mere monkey? No way!"

Peng Demon King was furious. He directly stimulated the essence blood within his body, increasing his flying speed a bit more, yet this time he still could not catch up with Sun Wukong, no matter how much he accelerated. Sun Wukong was always just a bit faster than him. Desperation gradually spread from the bottom of Peng Demon King's heart.

What was supposed to be half an hour's distance was covered in a quarter hour under the all-out flying contest between Sun Wukong and Peng Demon King. Sun Wukong arrived first, flipping and descending towards the shore, where Bull Demon King and the other Five Great Demon Kings were waiting.

"It's Wukong! How did he arrive first?"

Seeing Sun Wukong descend from the clouds, Bull Demon King's expression changed, and he stood up in shock. The next moment, a dejected Peng Demon King, appearing as a streak of golden light from the horizon, also revealed his human form at the shore, but his expression was quite ugly.

He was utterly crushed by Sun Wukong in the aspect he was most confident in—flying speed—and his mood was extraordinarily lousy!

Moreover, remembering his previous disdain and high-and-mighty sense of superiority towards Sun Wukong, Peng Demon King felt his face burning with embarrassment, wishing he could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

"Brother Peng Fei, in this speed competition, it seems your old Sun managed to win by a whisker, right?"

Sun Wukong did not care what Peng Demon King was thinking. Winning was winning, and this was a fact that Peng Demon King must acknowledge!

"Great Sage Sun's divine abilities are vast. Peng Fei concedes!"

Other than admiration, Peng Demon King really did not know what else to say. His flying speed, which was the best in the Three Realms, relied on the innate capabilities of the Golden Winged Great Roc clan. But what did Sun Wukong rely on? Among the Monkey Tribe, both Yu Rong King and Macaque King were far behind Sun Wukong in mastering cloud-soaring.

To develop the cloud-soaring ability to an extent even he could not reach, Sun Wukong was truly an anomaly, a freak. There was no use being jealous of such a freak; one could only admire him.

"Anyone else?"

Sun Wukong smiled and turned his gaze towards Jiao Demon King and Bull Demon King. Now, among the Six Great Demon Kings, only these two had yet to make their stance clear.

Jiao Demon King and Bull Demon King exchanged a glance. Honestly, Jiao Demon King had quite admired the skills displayed by Sun Wukong, estimating that he was not inferior to Bull Demon King. However, he could not stomach conceding defeat without even competing, as Macaque King had done.

After pondering for a moment, Jiao Demon King pointed towards the Northern Sea not far away and said, "Brother Wukong, your strength is formidable. I, Long Chao, admit I'm not your match in the sky or on the ground. But would you dare to compete with me in the water? If you can defeat me there, I, Long Chao, will thereafter acknowledge you as my leader!"

"A water battle?"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly. He really was not good at water combat. In his previous life, he could at most utilize one-third of his combat power underwater. Although in this life, he had greatly mastered the Way of Transformation and had a deep understanding of various laws, and had even deliberately practiced underwater, he had never actually fought in water.

How much strength he could exert underwater was indeed a question mark.

"What, are you afraid?"

Jiao Demon King raised his eyebrows provocatively.

"Water battle it is then. Why should your old Sun be afraid?"

A stubborn fierceness sparked in Sun Wukong's heart, propelling him forward. The past was the past, this life was this life. He refused to believe that he would always be at a disadvantage in water!

"Good! That's the spirit!"

Jiao Demon King laughed heartily, his figure glided over the waves towards the Northern Sea surface, stopping about ten miles away from the shore. He stood firmly on the surging waves, and behind him, unseen before, a dragon tail had appeared. All the waves rushing towards him spontaneously curved under his dragon tail, forming a stream of water energy that supported his body.

"Brother Wukong, please!"

In Jiao Demon King's hand appeared a pale blue long spear, its shaft twined with dragon patterns and the spearhead carved with an Azure Dragon, whose mouth emitted the spear's sharp edge. As soon as the spear appeared, the surrounding sea water spontaneously swirled onto the spear's body, forming a circulating shell around it, seemingly enlarging the spear several times.

"Top Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure!"

The golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes as he activated his Void-Breaking Divine Eye, skimming over the pale blue long spear. His pupils contracted slightly.

Up till now, among the weapons of the Six Great Demon Kings, Bull Demon King's Iron Staff possessed the highest level, belonging to the top grade of the Acquired Spiritual Treasures, just like the Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod, while others were somewhat inferior. But this pale blue long spear in Jiao Demon King's hand also turned out to be a Top Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

This former second brother of his was indeed remarkable!

In his previous life, Sun Wukong had never fought Jiao Demon King. Although he had seen Jiao Demon King's weapon, back then he did not possess the Void-Breaking Divine Eye and naturally could not discern its quality and had not paid much attention.

Now, it seemed that this former Great Saint who styled himself as the Sea-Conquering Great Saint was far more formidable than those so-called Dragon Kings of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas!