"Yes, Great King!"
The little demon staggered away, listing crookedly from side to side.
Great King Yellow Wind.
His true form was a yellow-furred sable rat. He had originally lived on Mount Wuyi in the Western Heaven, with Old Ancestor Duobao watching over him. He had someone above and fields below, a life of boundless joy—until one day, he stole and ate the clear oil from the Glazed Lamp, was discovered by Buddha Ancestor, and was demoted to the mortal world to make up the numbers for a tribulation. One wait, and it had been a hundred years—one whole hundred years.
It could be said that his coming to Yellow Wind Ridge to obstruct the scripture-seeking and scripture-delivering team was entirely arranged from above.
All he had to do was go through the motions.
Why risk his life?
How much incense offering did he get in a month, to work that desperately?
Great King Yellow Wind had already made his plans.
The moment that scripture-seeking and scripture-delivering team arrived!
He would use his own Lifebound Divine Ability—Samadhi Divine Wind—take advantage of the chaos to sweep away the Tang Monk, then circle around for a while with the bodyguards protecting the Tang Monk, pretend he was no match for them, and flee.
That way, not only would he complete the mission, he could also retreat in one piece.
This was the correct slacking guide for a working rat.
"Sigh, these little fellows... When will they stop being so painfully honest?"
Great King Yellow Wind shook his head. He truly felt anxious on behalf of those little demons under his command.
Without thinking too much about it, Great King Yellow Wind continued reading that recipe book of his.
Looking closely, the cover page astonishingly read: One Hundred Ways to Cook Chicken.