Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately flew into a rage:
"What old woman..."
"Did you really think I did not know that was Guanyin? And Master, stop playing dumb. Do you really not know that old woman was the Bodhisattva in disguise? Yet you still tried to fool me with such words..."
"This Bodhisattva is truly detestable!"
"I, Old Sun, will go find her and demand an explanation right now..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong made as if to leap into the air. Frightened, Tang Sanzang immediately began loudly reciting the Tight-Fillet Spell again, and Sun Wukong instantly cried out in pain and fell from midair.
It was as though he feared Sun Wukong might truly go seek out the Bodhisattva...
Tang Sanzang recited the Tight-Fillet Spell even louder. Though volume did not affect its power all that much, having been misled by Sun Wukong earlier, Tang Sanzang now seemed to be displaying his resolve.
Seeing this.
Sun Wukong, who had long since concealed his true body nearby, nearly could not resist revealing himself. He cursed furiously in his heart:
You tormented me so many times in my previous life. If I had not prepared in advance this time, you would have restrained me again... Are you trying to pain Old Sun to death by chanting like that? This is infuriating!
Just moments earlier.
The instant he put on the Inlaid-Gold Flower Hat.
Sun Wukong had concealed his true body and quietly taken a drop of blood essence, transforming it into his own likeness. It pretended to wear the Tight-Fillet and put on quite a performance, tricking Tang Sanzang into revealing the Tight-Fillet Spell...
He had already cultivated the divine ability of Blood Drop Rebirth.
That drop of blood essence carried an aura identical to Sun Wukong's!