Wukong: Old Sun Is Immortal and Indestructible

While Kui Niu and the others were chatting, the underworld was not peaceful either. Rulai had already arrived at Emperor Fengdu's divine hall in the underworld. "Ancestral Witch Dijiang, regarding what we agreed on before—having the monkey make a trip to the underworld—how have the arrangements gone?"

Dijiang gave an honest smile. "Don't worry, everything's been arranged. I'll have someone reap his soul shortly. Rest assured, I'll send Ox-Head and Horse-Face. They'll get it done in one strike and drag that monkey straight down here."

Rulai smacked his lips, thinking, Well, well. Ox-Head is Qiu Niu, and Horse-Face is Ying Zhao? Sending those two to reap the monkey's soul—this is going to be quite a show.

With that thought, Rulai nodded. "In that case, I'm relieved. I just checked with the Buddha Light Mirror. Unless something unexpected happens, Sun Wukong will be drinking with the other demon kings after obtaining his weapon and armor. Once they're thoroughly drunk, you can arrange for his soul to be reaped."

Dijiang patted Rulai on the shoulder. "Don't worry. We can handle these matters ourselves. You don't need to fret over them..."

Seeing Dijiang speak so confidently, Rulai said no more and left directly. Hm, if this fails, I'll have Amitabha Demon God come to the underworld and have a chat with you. This rat isn't any proper Buddha—I'm not dealing with this nonsense...

Back at Flower-Fruit Mountain, Sun Wukong was drinking with Kui Niu and the other demon kings until he was dead drunk. Watching through a water mirror, Dijiang chuckled. "The time has come. Zhu Jiuyin, have Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and the others bring Sun Wukong to your hall for judgment."

Zhu Jiuyin looked utterly baffled. "Big Brother, why does this monkey have to be captured and brought to my hall? Can't he