Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 240 - : Exchange Conditions (3rd Update)

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Exchange Conditions (3rd Update)

“You monkey, truly born a thief, when did you sneak into the Peach Orchard and the Orchard of All Fruits and plunder so many Peaches of Immortality? Using the stolen Immortal Fruit to brew Immortal Wine and then bartering it for the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir with me, you sure had it all figured out!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, after all, was the Heavenly Dao Saint among the Three Purities, and his surprise was only momentarily. He quickly composed himself and watched Sun Wukong with a playful smile.

“Old Lord, you can’t talk like that. I, Old Sun, merely ‘borrowed’ a peach from each peach tree. How can it be considered stealing? At most, I’ll give a gourd of this Victory Wine to old Jade Emperor when the time comes!”

Sun Wukong chuckled nonchalantly, paused, then stroked his chin and mused, “No, no, I shouldn’t give it to the old Jade Emperor. It should go to the Queen Mother because the Peach Orchard belongs to her, not the Jade Emperor!”

“…”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord was speechless. At this moment, Sun Wukong still had the spare time to debate the ownership of the Peach Orchard—had he not heard the main point at all?

“Enough, the Peaches of Immortality and whatnot have nothing to do with me, and I don’t desire to investigate them. As for this Victory Wine, I accept it! However, if you wish to exchange for a gourd of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, the Victory Wine brewed from peaches of three thousand years’ vintage is not enough…”

Shaking his head lightly, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord stroked his long beard across his chest, his expression implying deeper meaning.

As soon as he heard this, Sun Wukong understood the meaning of the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord. This old man was indeed greedy, wanting the Victory Wine from peaches of six thousand and nine thousand years’ vintage!

“No problem! As long as you, Old Lord, are willing to trade, once the six thousand and nine thousand year vintage Victory Wines are brewed, I, Old Sun, will give you a gourd just the same!”

Sun Wukong patted his chest and spoke generously.

“Just one gourd?”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord raised an eyebrow.

“Come on! Old Lord, don’t be so greedy, one gourd is already quite generous. I, Old Sun, didn’t pluck many peaches, and it was no easy task to brew even this one gourd of Victory Wine!”

Sun Wukong immediately began to wail, “The Victory Wine of six thousand years’ vintage is probably still three years away from being perfectly brewed, and the nine thousand years’ vintage might need at least six more years. I, Old Sun, can’t even produce a gourd right now. However, I promise on my demon honor, as soon as it’s ready, you will be the first to receive it, and I will not go back on my word!”

Sun Wukong said this, his eyes keenly watching the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, waiting for his response. Just then, the two Taoist boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, came in with the brewed Immortal Tea and reported to the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, “Master, the Immortal Tea is ready. Where would you like to entertain your guest?”

“Let’s go to the Meditation Chamber. It’s more tranquil there.”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord nodded, stood up, and walked toward the Meditation Chamber on the right. Sun Wukong quickly signaled to Taotie with his eyes and followed.

After entering the Meditation Chamber, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord waved his hand, and the two Taoist boys retreated. He glanced at Sun Wukong and said, “Sit,” then sat down himself on the only meditation mat in the room.

Sun Wukong looked around; there was nothing else to sit on. His eyes darted around, he waved his hand, and two stone stools appeared across from the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, along with a stone table positioned between the stools and him. He signaled to Taotie, and they both sat down, waiting for the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord to pour the tea.

“You really don’t hold back, do you, boy?”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord somewhat amusedly glanced at Sun Wukong, shook his head, waved his sleeve, and three jade tea cups appeared on the stone table. A teapot filled with Immortal Tea took flight, pouring tea into the cups and gesturing Sun Wukong and Taotie to drink.

Sun Wukong was unreserved as well, lifting the tea cup and drinking it in one gulp, exclaiming “Excellent tea!”, and then gently pushing the tea cup back towards the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, indicating he wanted another cup.

Seeing this, Taotie did the same, emptying his cup and pushing it towards the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord as well.

“You, you monkey!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord laughed. In this Heavenly Court, who else would be so bold and casual with him? Even the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother showed utmost respect. Sun Wukong’s irreverence was certainly a novelty.

“Old Lord, don’t be so stingy. You’ve already brewed the tea; it’s a waste not to drink more! Hurry, give us another cup!”

Sun Wukong giggled, not mentioning the matter of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir for now—it wasn’t going anywhere soon. He might as well enjoy the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord’s Immortal Tea. The first cup of tea made Sun Wukong realize that the tea was infused with a vast amount of Immortal Spirit Qi. After drinking a cup, the Chaos Primordial Force within him stirred with eagerness. This Immortal Tea was truly a rare treasure; once this opportunity passed, there might not be another!

“You, you!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord shook his head with a wry smile. This monkey’s cheekiness certainly knew no bounds. Well, it was just a few cups of tea; let him drink his fill. He then poured several more cups of tea for Sun Wukong while only giving Taotie two cups before stopping. Taotie didn’t dare say much, shrinking his head and sitting obediently to the side, glancing at the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord and then at Sun Wukong, a big question in his heart. This Great Saint must be meeting the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord for the first time, right? How come he acts so familiar? The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord is a Heavenly Dao Saint, isn’t he afraid of angering him?

After finishing a pot of Immortal Tea, Sun Wukong belched contentedly and, smiling, clasped his hands towards the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, “I thank the Elderly Lord for your hospitality today. The matter we discussed just now is settled. Give a gourd of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir to Old Sun, and once the six-thousand-year and nine-thousand-year Fighting Victory Wine is ready, Old Sun will personally deliver it to your palace!”

“You monkey, you’ve always been talking to yourself. I haven’t agreed to anything yet; how is it settled?”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord looked at Sun Wukong with amusement and teased him.

“You’ve been silent all along, Elderly Lord. Silence means consent!”

Sun Wukong chuckled, reached for the three gourds of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir floating beside the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, grabbed one gourd of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir into his hands, opened it to smell, and his face showed admiration, “Divine Elixir, truly a Divine Elixir! Just by smelling it, you can tell it’s extraordinary; eating it must be as crisp as fried beans!”

“This is Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, not fried beans! You heaven-wasting, impudent monkey, unable to recognize treasures, give it back to me now!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, both amused and annoyed, glared at Sun Wukong, reached out to grab back the gourd containing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, but Sun Wukong quickly unfolded his imitation Qiankun Bag, took the gourd into it, and held it tight, looking defensively and accusingly at the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, grumbled, “Hey, hey, that’s not very righteous of you, Elderly Lord. You’ve already taken my three-thousand-year Fighting Victory Wine and I agreed to the conditions. It’s just a joke; why so stingy? Don’t worry, Old Sun won’t waste your Nine-Turn Golden Elixir; I promise!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord never really intended to take back the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir; it was just a joke with Sun Wukong. Seeing that Sun Wukong put the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir into the imitation Qiankun Bag, a spark of cunning flickered in his eyes, and he said, “You do have quite a few nice things on you! That’s a Ruyi Qiankun Bag, right? Too bad it’s an imitation; it doesn’t have the supreme power to hold everything under heaven like the original one!”

“Of course, it’s an imitation; the original is still with Maitreya Buddha. Even if Old Sun wants it, I can’t get it!”

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, everyone wants good treasures, but they have to be obtainable! Maitreya Buddha, belonging to the Western Heavenly Buddhist Sect and as a Future Buddha Ancestor, with divine skills second only to Tathagata Buddha and even more powerful than Ran Deng Buddha, trying to snatch the Ruyi Qiankun Bag from him would be like an old man hanging himself — courting death!

“Alright, we’ll proceed with the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir as you’ve said. Once your Fighting Victory Wine is successfully brewed, be sure to send it to me right away!”

“Definitely, definitely!”

Sun Wukong had been waiting for the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord to say this and immediately nodded in agreement, his face full of smiles.

“You’re the Demonic Beast Taotie, right?”

After a pause, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord suddenly turned his gaze to Taotie and asked.

Taotie was startled, about to stand up, but was held back by Sun Wukong. Seeing Sun Wukong give him a reassuring look, Taotie calmed down a lot, took a deep breath, and respectfully said to the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, “As the Elderly Lord has said, I am Taotie!”

“Having the courage to admit it, not bad!”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord nodded and turned his gaze back and forth between Sun Wukong and Taotie, smiling, “If I’m not mistaken, the one who helped Taotie escape from the seal at the bottom of the Heavenly River was you, right? And it must have been you who rescued him from the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation?”

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“Hehe! Elderly Lord, your insight is as sharp as ever, you can hide nothing from you!”

Sun Wukong giggled and offered a compliment to the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, then quickly explained, “Old Sun didn’t mean to release Taotie on purpose. It went like this…”

Sun Wukong recounted the plot of Heavenly Marshall Zhu Tianpeng and his two deputies, Chen Xueyou and Zhang Wenshan. He smacked his lips and said, “Old Sun doesn’t look for trouble, but I am not afraid of it either! That fat pig targeted Old Sun; if I didn’t respond, he would think I was afraid of him! So, I turned his scheme against him and let Taotie out, letting them reap what they sowed!”

“Really? It’s probably not just that, is it?”

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord slightly raised his eyebrows, his expression mingling a smile with skepticism, “Wasn’t the Heaven-Defying Demon Emperor Mu Chenxuan also someone you rescued?”

“What Heaven-Defying Demon Emperor, Elderly Lord, what are you talking about? I don’t understand!”

Sun Wukong thought to himself, could it be that the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord already knows about the Nine Dragons Gathering Stars Formation at Flower-Fruit Mountain?

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