Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 81: Jiang Chen Who Does What He Says

The Human Race was practically at the bottom of the Prehistoric World, oppressed by countless tribes. They were struggling to survive amid the stifling pressures of other races.

However, under such harsh conditions, it didn’t break the Human Race. Instead, it fostered their relentless spirit.

One day, their ancient ancestor, Suirenshi, ignited a fire that brought light to their race. It drove away the fear in their hearts and initiated the dawn of human civilization.

Under the leadership of Suirenshi, the human race fought against Heaven, Earth, and other tribes, striving to survive in the harsh conditions of the Prehistoric World.

The Ancient Martial Arts were born in such an environment. Their creation aimed to strengthen the race for survival and protect their own kind.

In the Ancient Era, witches and monsters were rampant, wars involving countless tribes broke out consecutively.

On the Prehistoric World,

battles were almost ceaseless.

It was both the most glorious and chaotic era of the Prehistoric World. In that era, the only way to gain peace was to fight fire with fire.

The Ancient Martial Arts, born in that era, existed for the very purpose of war and strife.

What is the true essence of the ancient martial arts?

It is to abandon all other advantages and focus on one path – the path of slaughter.

Engage in relentless killing,

Vicious, unrestrained killing,

Annihilating all foreign enemies,

To carve out a bright and clear Heaven and Earth for the Human Race.

During that chaotic era, the Ancient Martial Artists were engaged in desperate battles, staking their lives against innumerable races, ultimately winning a piece of paradise for their race on the Prehistoric World.

Their Divine Abilities weren’t as grandiose or complex as those of the previous generations, yet the killing power they possessed was bone-chilling.

Restrain, Kill, Wipe-out, Destroy, Shatter, Cut-off...

These were the Divine Abilities of ancient martial artists, not flamboyantly named, simple and direct. From their names, their intentions were clear – they existed for the sole purpose of warfare.

It could be said that the Ancient Martial Artists had perfected the path of slaughter.

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At this moment, the Divine Ability that Jiang Chen was using was the Essence of Shatter in the Ancient Martial Arts.

Shatter, means to break everything.

Once this technique manifests, everything that one sees, knows, and feels, both real or illusory, if it exists, it can be shattered.

According to historical records, during the Ancient Era, a strong human was able to shatter the Great Dao using this technique, ruthlessly eliminating an immortal Daluo master.

Unparalleled in warfare!

That phrase refers to the Ancient Martial Arts, it refers to these straightforward Divine Abilities.

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Creek! Creek!

As Jiang Chen’s iron staff swung, the Essence of Shatter spread out, and the void showed signs of shattering. Threads of destructive aura surged out and, along with the iron staff, attacked Sun Wukong.

If this staff hit true, Sun Wukong, who was without the protection of the Sea Pacifying God Pearl, would undoubtedly experience the catastrophe of his body being shattered.

The power of the Essence of Shatter was fully unleashed, capable of killing even an immortal Daluo master, let alone the minor Sun Wukong.

Admittedly, Jiang Chen’s current strength is far from comparing with the strongest of the Human Race. But, the current Sun Wukong does not have the qualifications to be compared with an immortal Daluo master either.

Death was close. For the first time, Sun Wukong felt the danger of death.

The suffocating feeling surged from his heart, and Sun Wukong finally learned fear.

"Ah~~~" He let out a scream as his body shrank rapidly, smaller than a sesame seed. He turned around, wanted to leave this place, trying to avoid Jiang Chen’s attack.

However, the Essence of Shatter had already locked on him, no matter how he tried to change his body, he could not escape. The iron staff was always following him closely and the distance between them was closing gradually.

At this moment, the voice of the Heavenly Emperor resounded in Jiang Chen’s ear, causing his action to falter slightly.

"Just teach the monkey a lesson. Don’t actually take his life. Let him understand that there are higher heavens and that there’s always someone better."

"Besides, if he still wants Da Yu’s depth measuring ruler, let him exchange it for the Sea Pacifying God Pearl in his hand."

"Sigh, such a pure earth spirit that was badly influenced by that shameless Taoist, took on an arrogant and overbearing personality..."

"What karmic retribution!"

The Heavenly Emperor’s speech started by instructing Jiang Chen on how to handle Sun Wukong and later began to deviate from the topic.

It was like complaining about a certain powerful being.

As for who that shameless Taoist is, Jiang Chen indicated that he doesn’t know and doesn’t want to know.

As for whether Sun Wukong was educated by the Bodhi patriarch, and his experiences studying at the Mount of Mind, Jiang Chen declared his complete ignorance.

Don’t ask why, the answer is he just doesn’t know.

He doesn’t know anything.

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After receiving the Heavenly Emperor’s instructions, Jiang Chen, who was about to strike Sun Wukong, unknowingly receded some of his power, aiming his iron staff at Sun Wukong’s mouth instead of his forehead.

Since he cannot kill Sun Wukong, Jiang Chen must leave him a lesson that he will never forget.

Smash his mouth!

When he left the Dragon Palace, Jiang Chen had said he would smash Sun Wukong’s teeth.

Jiang Chen’s words always hold their weight. As he said this, he will undoubtedly fulfill it.

Bang!

With this blow, an immense pressure surged, forcing Sun Wukong’s body out of the void and causing it to return to its normal size.

Then, the iron staff smashed down ruthlessly, making intimate contact with Sun Wukong’s mouth, breaking off most of his teeth.

Spurt!

Blood mixed with saliva sprayed from Sun Wukong’s mouth like a fountain. Then a shrill scream echoed.

It’s said that toothache isn’t a severe issue, but when it flares up, it’s unbearable. With more than half of his teeth shattered, how could Sun Wukong not feel pain?

Besides, Sun Wukong was not a steel-blooded man who could endure suffering that others couldn’t.

He could roll on the ground begging for mercy from the pain of Tang Sanzang’s Gold-Banded Cudgel. Needless to say, the current Sun Wukong is even less resilient than the future Sun Wukong.

"Ssss~~~"

After screaming for a while, Sun Wukong finally recovered. However, there were still hisses coming from his mouth.

He was in pain, so much pain that it was unbearable!

"Serves you right for your impudent mouth!"

"Did you learn your lesson now?"

At this moment, Jiang Chen said in a relieved tone.

The Heavenly Emperor had instructed him to teach the monkey a lesson. Smashing half of his teeth should count, right? It’s quite a memorable lesson that’s hard to forget.

So Jiang Chen thought.

On the other side, Sun Wukong, who had been covering his mouth, had bloodshot eyes upon hearing Jiang Chen’s words. Regardless of the gap between their abilities, he charged at Jiang Chen, ready to fight to the death.

"Damaged boy, do you know who you’re messing with?!"

With half of his teeth missing, Sun Wukong couldn’t speak clearly.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Sun Wukong’s speech, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

At this point, Sun Wukong, whose face was already red with anger, grew even redder and appeared to be on the verge of producing smoke.