"I am a piece of trash?" Satan narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashing within them. Suddenly, raging hellfire rose from his body.
A terrifying sense of oppression pressed down on Fang Xiu like Mount Tai.
"You're just a mere immortal or god, yet you dare to call me a piece of trash? Without the Void Law, you wouldn't even be qualified to stand before me!"
Fang Xiu calmly shook his head: "You're wrong. Even without the Void Law, I still have the power of time and the creation mysteries of the ancient goddess Nuwa. And what about you? You only have impotent rage."
Satan's anger faltered for a moment, then intensified, and a hand as hard as lava reached out to grab Fang Xiu.
Of course, unsurprisingly, they grabbed nothing.
call.
Satan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger, because there was no other way but to stop himself. In the end, he could only be fooled by Fang Xiu like a clown.
Facing an enemy that is neither easy to defeat nor easy to reason with, staying would only bring humiliation upon oneself.
"Fang Xiu, you just wait!"
After saying that, Satan turned and left. He planned to continue devouring and forcibly break through to the Ancient God realm, rather than stay and waste time with Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu watched the departing figure, his eyes flickering slightly. Ever since the little monkey appeared, he had a vague idea in his mind: perhaps... there was no need to restart.
Suddenly, he flipped his right hand and took out something.
"Sun Wukong, have a peach."
Satan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his head turning around uncontrollably.
Before his eyes lay a plump, glossy, and fragrant peach, its color vibrant and inviting. It lay obediently in Fang Xiu's hand.
The moment Satan saw the peaches, he was completely mesmerized, his eyes widening uncontrollably as he stared intently at them.
Those blood-red eyes were showing a faint tendency to turn back to gold.
Seeing this, Fang Xiu knew he had guessed correctly. Satan wanted to take over Sun Wukong's soul, which meant he had entered Sun Wukong's home turf. However, because Sun Wukong had not yet regained his memories, the other party had the upper hand. Now, he only had a remnant consciousness like a little monkey.
Even with the home-field advantage, how can a little monkey contend with Satan?
The battle of ideologies is about who is more steadfast and less easily swayed; the stronger one's conviction, the higher the chance of winning.
It's definitely not possible for him to directly compete with Satan in terms of consciousness, but if the little monkey turns his belief into an obsession with eating peaches, with the home-field advantage, even Satan probably can't stop him.
And so, this is the outcome we have today.
Satan stood frozen in place, the two consciousnesses constantly vying for control of the body. Satan wanted to leave, but he underestimated the little monkey's longing for peaches of immortality, which it hadn't tasted in years.
You should know that peaches were Sun Wukong's favorite food back then.
Driven by this instinct, Satan stiffly walked step by step toward the peaches.
"Bastard! What have you done to me?!" Satan cursed, but his body language betrayed him.
"Here you go." Fang Xiu handed over the peach, and Satan uncontrollably took it, stuffing it into his mouth and eating it in big bites, splashing peach juice all over his face.
Even so, he was still cursing: "Fang Xiu, do you think you can stop me with such petty tricks? Slurp... After I finish eating the peach, I'll go and absorb the nutrients. After I break through to the Ancient God realm, the first person I'll kill... slurp... will be you!"
With a few bites, Satan finished the peach. Then, a scene that left him dumbfounded appeared: Fang Xiu waved his hand, and a small mountain made of peaches appeared before him.
"You...you you you...slurp..." Satan, like a rat entering a rice granary, pounced on the peach mountain and began to devour it.
The peaches of immortality that Sun Wukong obtained back then have returned to his hands after countless years, so the blame he took back then wasn't for nothing.
Whether it was because Satan felt ashamed, or because the little monkey's consciousness took over after seeing the peaches, the bloodshot color in Sun Wukong's eyes slowly faded and turned golden again.
The little monkey held a peach in its left hand and a peach in its right, eating with great relish.
"Is it delicious?" Fang Xiu asked.
"Delicious, delicious." The little monkey nodded as it ate, "You're a good person, giving me a peach to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little monkey felt a lightness in his hand, and in a flash, all the peaches disappeared, collected by Fang Xiu.
"Where are the peaches?! I want to eat peaches! You bad guy! Give me back my peaches!" The little monkey stood up abruptly, and hellfire shot up from his body, its violent power changing the sky and causing the void to ripple.
Fang Xiu shook his head: "You can eat peaches if you want, but peaches aren't free."
"I don't care, I want to eat peaches!" The little monkey started to throw a tantrum, stomping his feet incessantly, causing the entire hell to tremble beneath his feet, and even showing signs of falling apart.
Fang Xiu remained unmoved and continued, "There is a bad person living inside you. If you can get rid of him, I will give you all the peaches."
The little monkey stopped, a clear look of fear flashing across its face: "But that bad guy is so powerful..."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. To a little monkey whose mind was only a few years old, Satan did seem very powerful. However, this soul body was the little monkey's home ground. As long as he became strong, Satan was nothing but a weakling. Driving Satan away was not an impossible task.
The key issue now is how to make the little monkey strong enough to have the courage to confront Satan.
If Sun Wukong had regained his memories, he could have done it easily. Even if he was no match for Sun Wukong, he would have dared to fight. Unfortunately, the one who is currently in control of his soul is not Sun Wukong, but his childhood self.
Was a hero still a hero in his childhood?
He intended to use the little monkey's desire for the peaches to drive away Satan, but clearly, this desire was not enough for him to overcome his fear.
In that brief moment of contemplation, a hint of bloodlust returned to Sun Wukong's golden eyes, clearly indicating that Satan could no longer contain himself.
Fang Xiu didn't care and casually tossed out a peach, which easily subdued Satan.
As he watched Sun Wukong devour his food, images from ancient times involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"New here? I've never seen you before, Old Sun."
"Want to come to the Peach Garden and hang out with me, Old Sun? I, Old Sun, am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, personally appointed by the Jade Emperor!"
"People can say whatever they want. I live my own life and let them talk. You can't always live in the eyes of others."
"Since we're all bored anyway, why don't we gamble a couple of rounds with me, Old Sun?"
"Let's play a guessing game about peach pits. You guess which hand I, Old Sun, have the peach pit in. If you guess right, I'll give you a peach."
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