The members of the Preaching Squad had already thought this "son of Taishang" was done for when Monkey Brother hoisted the sedan chair high overhead.
Who knew Monkey Brother would take a sudden turn along that winding mountain path and say he no longer felt any killing intent?
Still.
They knew full well that Monkey Brother was not one to give up lightly.
If one attempt failed, there would definitely be a second.
Then the members of the Preaching Squad witnessed a very determined effort to smash the sedan chair.
Yet in the end.
The sedan chair still failed to make intimate contact with the ground.
This sedan chair had long since become one with the child.
The more you tried to throw him down, the more firmly that crushing weight clung to you.
"Fine... fine!"
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, veins bulging across his forehead.
"Old Sun refuses to believe I can't throw off a little brat like you today!"
With that, he drew a deep breath, golden light blazing from his entire body, and charged forward again.
If he couldn't throw him off, he would take him along for the run!
As Sun Wukong sprinted wildly, he jolted the sedan chair with all his might.
"Ow! Ow!"
The child inside the sedan chair was tossed from side to side, and a trace of panic finally appeared on his calm, composed little face.
"You... Daoist Monkey!"
"You... go easy on the bumps!"
"My backside's about to split like a flower!"
"..."
[This Wrathful Child Immovable Wisdom King actually made me laugh.]
[Daoist Monkey.]
[Go easy on the bumps.]
[Hahaha!]
[I'm dying of laughter!]
[Monkey Brother: If I can't throw you off, I'll bounce you to death!]
[How is this clearing a trial?]
[This is clearly Monkey Brother babysitting!]
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