Chapter 106: Flat Peach

Reborn in Journey to the West: King of Ten Thousand Demons The Furious Guava 2344 words 2026-04-13 11:53:49

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Because Sun Wukong had nothing to do in the Heavenly Court, aside from seeking out some convivial immortals to drink and play with, he was left only with idle wandering. Today, in the Lingxiao Palace, the Martial Star grew displeased with Sun Wukong’s wanton daily life and reported his behavior to the Jade Emperor. The Jade Emperor also felt that Sun Wukong’s days in the Heavenly Court were nearly at an end and decided it was time to make further arrangements.

“In that case, we cannot let Sun Wukong continue as he is.”

Tai Bai Jin Xing, standing nearby, understood the Emperor’s intention and quickly added, “If we assign him minor tasks, he will likely cause trouble because he finds them trivial; if we assign major tasks, he cannot handle them. Perhaps it’s best to have him guard the Peach Garden?”

Some influential immortals in the Heavenly Court were aware of matters concerning Sun Wukong, and minor immortals were not permitted to speak in the Lingxiao Palace, making the scene feel like a one-man show. However, when the Martial Star heard that Sun Wukong was to be sent to guard the Peach Garden, his face darkened. He wanted to object, but just as he opened his mouth, a powerful oppressive force descended upon him, rendering him speechless.

Who would dare to criticize the task of guarding the Peach Garden? Yet assigning a monkey to watch over peaches struck everyone as odd.

“Then so be it, as you say.”

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Upon receiving the Jade Emperor’s decree, Sun Wukong eagerly made his way to the Peach Garden. Even before he entered, the fragrance from within had already captivated him—perhaps the scent of the peaches was even more alluring than the spiritual energy they contained.

At the moment Sun Wukong arrived at the Peach Garden, the dark-clad beings vanished completely, leaving only the Earth Deity behind. Yuan Wuji, who had marked the Earth Deity, arrived at the garden the instant Sun Wukong stepped inside. He released his spiritual awareness to the fullest, confirming that only the Earth Deity and Sun Wukong remained in the garden.

Concealing his own aura, Sun Wukong stealthily infiltrated the Peach Garden, greedily eyeing the peaches without paying any attention to the Earth Deity. The Earth Deity had barely introduced himself when Sun Wukong drove him away.

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For Yuan Wuji, this was his first close encounter with the peaches, and the trace of Sanmei True Fire within him trembled with excitement.

Not long after the Earth Deity left, Sun Wukong began stealing peaches, always choosing the largest ones, indifferent to whether they were thousands of years old.

“Those must be the nine-thousand-year peaches,” Yuan Wuji mused.

Deep within the Peach Garden, Yuan Wuji sensed an even denser wood-elemental aura, far more potent than the peaches Sun Wukong held. Yet, only a few peaches remained.

He ventured deeper into the garden but found no abundance of peaches—only five stood prominently, while the rest of the trees bore unripe, inedible fruit. Surely, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother must have harvested the ripe nine-thousand-year peaches in advance; it was unfathomable that all would be wasted on Sun Wukong.

Since the peaches were meant for Sun Wukong, there were no protective barriers nearby, allowing Yuan Wuji to collect some without worry.

He plucked one and bit into it. The rich fragrance lingered in his mouth—it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.

The peach seemed alive as it entered Yuan Wuji’s body, moving along his meridians without need for him to refine it. After a full cycle through his body, Yuan Wuji found himself attaining the Wood Elemental cultivation realm—not just ordinary wood elemental cultivation, but the highest tier of wood-based life energy, which took him by surprise.

Previously, in the Five Camphor Cave, Yuan Wuji had tried to cultivate life energy using the cave’s life essence but had never succeeded. Now, after consuming a nine-thousand-year peach, he finally achieved it.

After one cycle, his life elemental cultivation reached twenty percent. Yuan Wuji wanted to see if the peach could circulate multiple cycles; since one was so effective, surely more would be better. Yet, after the first cycle, the peach settled in his dantian and ceased moving.

The final fate of the peach was to be consumed by the Sanmei True Fire seed within him. Yuan Wuji tried to stop it but was too late. The Sanmei True Fire seed, nurtured by the peach, grew from a mere flicker to a small cluster. This empowered fire was not only stronger in quantity but had undergone a qualitative transformation.

The only drawback was that the Sanmei True Fire seed felt somewhat insubstantial, likely because it had not fully refined the peach. After all, the fire was formed from three strands of Sanmei True Fire, and completely consuming the entire peach remained challenging.

“Better eat another one!”

In the primordial world, life-bearing spiritual items were scarce. Yuan Wuji’s life elemental cultivation was only at twenty percent; he had hoped to see how much the peach could raise his realm but, having been consumed by the Sanmei True Fire seed, he now had to eat another to enhance his cultivation further.

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The Sanmei True Fire seed could no longer consume another peach. Yuan Wuji had one peach left, with three remaining, which he hoped would be enough for Sun Wukong to improve his own cultivation.

Taking another nine-thousand-year peach, Yuan Wuji forced it to circulate a second time, but the improvement was marginal. With Sun Wukong approaching rapidly and no time left, Yuan Wuji had to give up.

After the second peach, his life elemental cultivation rose to thirty percent, though the increase was less pronounced than the first.

It seemed even the finest treasures and geniuses yielded diminishing returns.

Unwilling to leave empty-handed, Yuan Wuji decided to gather some six-thousand-year peaches before departing. Though not as potent as the nine-thousand-year ones, they were still beneficial and could be gifted—to Xiao Yu and his second brother, who both needed peaches to boost their cultivation.

Upon leaving the nine-thousand-year peach area, Yuan Wuji saw a mountain of discarded peach pits.

How long had it been? Could Sun Wukong really eat that much?

Fortunately, Sun Wukong had started with the three-thousand-year peaches, leaving some six-thousand-year peaches untouched. Yuan Wuji casually plucked thirty six-thousand-year peaches.

What surprised him more was Sun Wukong’s magic: he had transformed his mouth to the size of a house, stuffing in hundreds of peaches at once.

No wonder he could eat so much.

Yuan Wuji watched as Sun Wukong’s cultivation soared steadily. Even though the effect of each peach diminished, the sheer quantity was overwhelming.

Quantitative changes can bring about qualitative transformations. At this rate, there was no way Sun Wukong would not grow powerful. Yuan Wuji felt a pang of envy; Sun Wukong must be the most indulgent Taiyi Ascended Immortal.

Under Sun Wukong’s voracious appetite, all the three-thousand-year peaches, except the unripe ones, were devoured.