The Drama Queen Possesses Him, the Monkey Puts on a Show, Stunning King Yama!

"This is infuriating! Old Sun is truly heartbroken!"

Sun Wukong looked at King Yama with the expression of someone who hated that iron couldn't be forged into steel, saying:

"Back then, Empress Houtu sacrificed herself to open the Six Paths of Reincarnation, saving all living beings and benefiting countless souls!"

"And you lot, each with your own wicked intentions, breaking the law while knowing it, how dare you sabotage this great undertaking of reincarnation for all beings?"

"Is there any justice left?"

"Is there any law left?"

At this moment, the Handsome Monkey King's aura surged, as if golden clouds were appearing behind him, his voice shaking the ghost palace:

"From a sustainable development perspective, if all my monkey descendants on Flower-Fruit Mountain were immortal, one becoming two, two becoming four, and so on, infinitely multiplying for generations to come! After tens of thousands of years, wouldn't they consume the entire Primordial Continent?"

"From an ecological balance standpoint, we monkeys also need to care about environmental protection and resource recycling. Green mountains and clear waters are the gold and silver mountains of Flower-Fruit Mountain! If any monkey could achieve immortality, it would disrupt the ecological balance and be a devastating blow to other species!"

"Furthermore, from the perspective of personal endeavor, Old Sun himself crossed oceans, sought immortals, and searched for the Dao, enduring hardships for over ten years to cultivate the art of immortality! But these monkeys on Flower-Fruit Mountain, without undergoing any hardship, can achieve immortality. Such 'pulling seedlings to help them grow' will only breed laziness and idleness, leading them to lie flat, rot, and muddle through! If a monkey lacks the drive to strive upwards, what's the difference between them and walking corpses!"

"We on Flower-Fruit Mountain absolutely cannot sacrifice the happiness of future generations for temporary pleasure!"

This lecture of grand principles left King Yama and Judge Cui dumbfounded and speechless!

The ghost soldiers were equally stunned, their eyes wide, looking at Sun Wukong in disbelief!

What the heck?

This script... is wrong again!

Why is this monkey so knowledgeable?

He's spouting one grand principle after another!!!

King Yama nodded as he listened, genuinely wanting to rush up, grab Sun Wukong's hand, and shout:

"A kindred spirit!"

"After all these years, finally, a monkey understands the work of our Underworld!"

"Reincarnation is the greatest blessing for all beings in this world!"

But these words, though on the tip of his tongue, King Yama couldn't say them, nor did he dare to. He could only turn his head and wink furiously at Judge Cui.

"Old Cui, this monkey is a better actor than us. Hurry and think of a solution!"

Judge Cui was also bewildered at this moment!

If this play had even a shred of resemblance to the script!

He, Judge Cui, could have improvised and continued to perform!

But this monkey wasn't following the script at all!

Damn it!

It's not that you have to fear a monkey running wild, but you have to fear a monkey with culture!

Old Ancestor Bodhi!

What kind of bizarre knowledge did you teach this monkey!?

At this moment, Sun Wukong's masterful performance reached its climax. He pointed at Judge Cui and King Yama with a look of utter heartbreak, saying righteously:

"King Yama, as the ruler of the Underworld, you lead the lawbreaking. What crime should you be punished with?!"

"Judge Cui, as the King's assistant, you aided and abetted evil. You are utterly wicked!"

"Old Sun is deeply saddened by the management system of the Underworld!"

"Old Sun is even more sorrowful about your ideological awareness!"

"Old Sun is extremely worried about the future development prospects of the Underworld!"

"Old Sun... is heartbroken!"

Looking at the righteous Sun Wukong before him, King Yama opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word of refutation. His face turned from pale to green, his chest felt as if it were blocked by a mouthful of old blood, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He could only grit his teeth and curse inwardly:

'What are you heartbroken about?!'

'What are you sorrowful about?!'

'What are you worried about?!'

'What are you heartbroken about?!'

And around them, from Judge Cui above to all the ghosts below, everyone was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

This plot is wrong!

Clearly, we were supposed to be the actors!

Why does it feel like this monkey is a better actor than us!

Ghost soldiers broke out in cold sweat, and a single thought flashed through their minds simultaneously:

"Heavens!"

"This monkey's acting is absolutely explosive!"

"If the Three Realms were to hold a Best Actor award, we'd definitely vote for the monkey and give him a little golden statue!"

Sun Wukong's "acting" was too outrageous; with just a few words, he had the entire Underworld at a loss.

Seeing the ghosts exchange bewildered glances, afraid to move, King Yama finally gritted his teeth. He shot Judge Cui a glare and made a decision in his heart:

"Fine, very fine! You want to act? Then act to the very end, let's see what chaos you can stir up! Don't think I, King Yama, can't handle a mere monkey like you!"

He exchanged a look with Judge Cui, and they understood each other perfectly. Then, King Yama spoke in a deep voice:

"Sun Wukong, since your ideological awareness is so noble, then so be it! Guards, take him to the Six Paths of Reincarnation and have him reincarnate immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, four or five grim-faced ghost soldiers, holding iron chains, immediately stepped forward. They grabbed Sun Wukong from all sides, intending to drag him towards the path of reincarnation.

But these little ghosts had doubts in their hearts: Are we really going to push this mischievous monkey in? Will he really agree to reincarnate? Who would believe that! He'll probably cause trouble again!

King Yama also felt uncertain, fearing that prolonged delay might lead to more trouble. He decided to personally lead Judge Cui and follow, just in case things went awry.

Sun Wukong, however, remained completely calm throughout the ordeal. His steps were leisurely, and a hint of a half-smile played on his lips:

To him, this was merely the divine soul of one of his clones!

Even if he truly entered reincarnation, he would vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye!

Old Sun, who walks barefoot, isn't afraid of you who wear shoes!

A group of ghost soldiers escorted Sun Wukong along the deep Yellow Springs path. They passed through layers of Manjusaka flowers emitting a bloody glow. The flowers on the other shore were in full bloom, their petals falling onto Sun Wukong's shoulders. He didn't even bother to shake them off, whistling all the way, swaying his head and shaking his body, as if he were out for a stroll.

Before long, they arrived before the Bridge of Helplessness. Mist swirled at the bridgehead, where a slender woman leaned against the stone railing. With a delicate hand, she held a bronze ladle, quietly brewing the eerie pot of Meng Po's Soup that churned with white smoke.

A light veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. A cinnabar mole adorned her brow, and her figure was graceful. A hint of aloofness emanated from her features.

She was the new Meng Po, named Sanqi.

"Drink a bowl of Meng Po's Soup, and past memories will vanish like smoke. In the next life, no karmic ties will bind you."

Sanqi slowly scooped a bowl of soup. White steam billowed, containing all the joys and sorrows of life.

She looked up at Sun Wukong and held the bowl out to him:

"Here, monkey, drink it."

King Yama and Judge Cui stood not far away, exchanging cold smiles:

'Monkey, oh monkey, you can act, can't you?'

'Now let's see how you'll pretend!'

'Go on, keep the music playing and continue your act!'

'We don't believe you'd actually dare to drink this Meng Po's Soup!'

They were convinced that Sun Wukong would surely make a move now, causing a huge scene in the Underworld!

To their surprise, Sun Wukong didn't even glance at them. Without a word, he picked up the bowl and was about to gulp it down!

At that moment, King Yama and Judge Cui's hearts nearly leaped out of their throats, their cold smiles frozen on their faces!

What a joke!

If this monkey really drinks it, it'll be disastrous!

He's a pawn of Buddhism, entangled with the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West and the rise of Buddhism!

If they really let him enter reincarnation, those Buddhist folks will tear the Underworld apart!