Volume 1: Unsayable – Chapter 33: The Northern Sea Dragon

The Rakshasi woman said coldly, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.” With that, she turned and headed toward the exit of the cave. As she reached the entrance, the Bull Demon King called out, “Madam, wait a moment.”
The Bull Demon King took out an object from his bosom and handed it to the Rakshasi woman. She felt a warm sensation immediately. The Bull Demon King said, “This is the inner core of that demon leopard from that day. Keep it with you to keep yourself warm—it will be beneficial for both you and the child.”
The Rakshasi woman’s heart lit up. Even this simple-minded Bull Demon King knew how to show care. Filled with warmth, she gave the Bull Demon King many heartfelt words before reluctantly leaving.
The Bull Demon King watched her retreating figure and felt a sense of emptiness. He had known her for a long time, having practiced cultivation together. He had never liked her blunt manner, but lately, their intimate moments were something he hadn’t experienced in decades. He thought to himself, “I never expected that romantic affection could be quite interesting.”
At that moment, a stunningly beautiful woman stepped out slowly from a cave on the opposite low mountain. The Bull Demon King took a closer look and realized it was Hu Yu. His heart stirred as he thought, “I’ve never noticed before—this little fox is actually so enchanting.”
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The four brothers of Wukong laughed all the way. Although Wu Zhiqi had just escaped his prison, thanks to his years of accumulated wisdom, he quickly shed the mental bonds that had held him back. Though weak and quiet, his face always wore a smile.
The sky was high and the wind strong, with clouds covering the view. After rescuing Wu Zhiqi, Wukong was filled with ambition. He knew his strength was growing day by day, and one day he would uncover the deepest secrets hidden in the World of Journey to the West.
The waters were vast, with fierce waves and surging tides—endless and boundless.
The four of them had arrived at the Northern Sea. Upon seeing the sea, Wu Zhiqi was overjoyed and immediately leaped down from the clouds, diving headfirst into the sea.
Strangely, Wu Zhiqi remained motionless for a long time. Wukong wondered, “Could he… be in trouble?”
Tongfeng laughed and said, “You’ve forgotten that Wu Zhiqi thrives in water. Having lived in arid lands for so long, his body was already dried out. These vast waters are exactly what he needs to recover.”
Wang Yu added, “That’s right. If he gets angry, the entire Northern Sea might even turn upside down.”
Tongfeng said, “Let’s go see what treasures are in the sea. Waiting for him could take months.”
The three of them also entered the Northern Sea. Wukong used his water-control skills to leave Tongfeng and Wang Yu far behind.

Wukong continued to dive deeper, feeling that the seawater here was particularly heavy, making it much harder for him to use his water control skills than before. He thought to himself, could there be some treasure here? An idea struck him, so he stopped using water control and employed the “Water Avoidance Technique.” Although Wu Zhiqi had taught him these powers, he understood their intricacies only superficially; he would need to consult Wu Zhiqi again when he had time.

Indeed, the Water Avoidance Technique required far less spiritual energy than water control. Wukong didn’t know how deep he had gone. The color of the seawater changed from light green to dark blue, then gradually to deep black, making it nearly impossible to see anything. Only through his spiritual senses could he detect many monsters swimming in the distance, hesitating to approach Wukong.

Wukong was also somewhat uneasy. In this World of Journey to the West, there were few who could trap him, but underwater was different from elsewhere. Relying on his half-baked water control skills, it would be difficult for him to succeed in such deep waters.

Finally, one of the monsters couldn’t hold back any longer and swam toward Wukong, revealing its mouth full of jagged teeth before biting down. Wukong was surprised to find that this monster had weak spiritual power. With just a thought, his Ruyi Jingu Bang grew several zhang long, punching a hole big enough to hold a bowl in the monster’s body, killing it instantly.

Countless fish swarmed over to snatch and devour the monster’s corpse, but Wukong ignored them and continued diving.

Suddenly, with a loud noise as if breaking through a curtain of water, Wukong burst out of the pitch-black seawater. Everything before him was bright. Upon closer inspection, he realized he had reached the seabed. He was amazed—this Northern Sea was far deeper than the Eastern Sea.

In front of him lay a magnificent dragon palace. Though unadorned with jewels and built solely of huge rocks, it exuded a sense of simplicity and antiquity.

There was a stone door tightly closed in front of him, with no inscriptions on it. He didn’t know what place this was. It would be a good place for quiet cultivation—truly the most secluded spot possible.

Wukong thought for a moment before turning to leave. From what he remembered, no one had appeared in this area of the Northern Sea, so he saw no need to waste time here. Whoever was cultivating inside, he would just leave them alone.

Just then, the stone door behind him suddenly burst open with a loud crash. Wukong turned to see eight sea monsters emerging from the door. The leader was one he recognized—a giant octopus, with eight arms, each holding a weapon. Behind it was a huge crab, and the rest of the monsters had strange shapes, none of which he recognized.

The octopus opened its massive mouth, its voice sounding like grinding iron, extremely unpleasant: “Who dares to invade my sacred land in the Northern Sea?”

Wukong thought to himself, “The Northern Sea naturally belongs to the Dragon King of the Northern Sea. Why is it considered a sacred land?” Then he laughed and said, “You ugly monster, not only do you look horrible, but your voice is also awful. Shut up quickly!”

The octopus flew into a rage. Without saying another word, it drew its weapons and charged at him. Wukong saw that the octopus was quite powerful, but far inferior to the Twenty-Eight Stars. Why should he care? He twirled his staff and sent all eight weapons flying, then dived into the water curtain on the ceiling, disappearing from sight. The octopus was shocked and shouted, “Who exactly are you?”
Wukong replied, “I had no intention of disturbing you, but since you called this a forbidden place, I had to break in.”
At that moment, a voice came from inside the hall, saying, “You’re really full of arrogance.”
Unconsciously, Wukong’s gaze shifted to the stone door. He saw a giant dragon emerging from it. Calling it a “jiao” wasn’t entirely accurate, as dragons have horns while jiaos do not. This creature had a single horn on its head, its body covered in shiny white scales. Even more peculiar was the fact that it had five dragon claws on its belly.
Wukong deduced that this jiao must be the master of this place. Seeing its unusual appearance, he felt eager to test his skills. He smiled and said, “We’ll have to fight to find out who’s stronger.”
The jiao spoke in an arrogant tone, “You look so frail; I won’t bully you.” With that, it transformed into a human form—a man in white, with a stern face and eyes as sharp as knives, emitting a strange glow.
Wukong grew slightly angry. He knew that ordinary demons were strongest in their true forms, and if they transformed into humans, their strength would be diminished. So he mocked, “Don’t get too arrogant. I’ll surely force you back to your original form.”
The jiao curled its lips, showing no hint of disdain. Since it had never encountered a rival since it became powerful, it had ruled the North Sea unchallenged, even earning respect from the Dragon King of the North Sea. How dare this little monkey act arrogantly in front of me?
It pointed at Wukong and said, “Go fight up there. Don’t drag my cave into this.”
Wukong wouldn’t listen to it. Fighting a jiao that grew up in the deep sea in a water battle would only bring trouble to himself. He laughed loudly and said, “You’re still worried about these worthless possessions? It’s really laughable!”
The jiao was proud and unwilling to argue with Wukong. Instead, it drew a silver whip from its waist and swung it at Wukong. The eight sea monsters around them saw the two fighting and hid under the water curtain, fearing their powers might affect them.
The “Qi Tian Staff Technique” states that when fighting with soft weapons, one should only strike the head and not try to break the waist. With weapons like the Meteor Hammer or Nine-Section Whip, if you try to block them in the middle, the force from the head will still hit you.
But Wukong wasn’t like that. Skilled and bold, with swift movements, he rushed forward, keeping the jiao’s whip out of reach and bringing it closer—this was also part of the art of close combat.

Seeing Wukong approaching, the dragon acted calmly, throwing a left fist filled with silver light, like a meteor hammer. Wukong exclaimed, “Good move!” and met it with his own left fist. When the two fists collided, there was a loud explosion, sending both of them flying dozens of feet back. The dragon was slightly surprised and said, “You monkey truly have great strength!” Wukong replied, “It’s mutual.” His own fist had left his arm sore; he thought to himself that even the Dragon Kings of the four seas were not so arrogant and domineering. What was this dragon’s background, to be so overbearing? After fighting for a while, Wukong grew enraged and used the Size Transformation technique, swelling his body to over ten feet long. He swung his Golden Cudgel, ignoring the dragon’s lair, and instantly destroyed everything in sight. Seeing half of the palace ruined, the dragon was not angry but delighted, laughing loudly, “Good! If that’s the case, there’s no need to keep anything left.” He waved his silver whip three times, striking the sky’s water veil. Realizing the situation was abnormal, Wukong looked up in horror and cried out, “So this is what it means when the sky collapses.”