Ye Feng's Experience

Before long, they arrived before a perilous cliff, and sure enough, there was a pitch-black cave entrance with the three large characters "Cloud-Stacking Cave" written above it.

The cave door was tightly shut, and faint snores drifted out from within.

"This is the place." Gao Taigong shrank behind General Yin and whispered.

Tang Sanzang dismounted, straightened his kasaya, walked up to the cave door, cleared his throat, and raised his hand.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Anyone home? The community is here to deliver warmth!"

The snoring inside the cave stopped.

A moment later, the sound of shuffling footsteps came from within, along with a muttering voice: "Who is it? So early in the morning..."

The cave door creaked open.

A figure with a huge pig's head, a protruding belly, and a tattered robe wrapped around him rubbed his bleary eyes and poked his head out.

The pig-headed man—or rather, Ye Feng—instantly lost all sleepiness. His pig eyes went perfectly round, and he blurted out:

"Holy shit?!"

Almost at the same time, Sun Wukong also saw the familiar soul fluctuations behind that pig face, and the Golden Cudgel nearly slipped from his hand.

He pointed at the other party, his monkey face full of disbelief, and cried out in a shrill voice:

"Junior Brother?! Why are you here?! And why've you got a pig face?!"

The pig-headed Ye Feng and Sun Wukong stared at each other, both of them wearing identical expressions of shock.

Tang Sanzang, Tang Wei, General Yin, and even Gao Taigong, who was shrinking behind General Yin, all became background props.

"Mon... Monkey Brother?" Ye Feng's voice trembled, his pig mouth opening and closing as if trying to squeeze out a smile, only to make an expression uglier than crying. "Is it really you? Weren't you..."

"Pressed under Five