Asking for the Monkey is Easy, Sending the Monkey Away is Hard, Annoying Monkey!

"This monkey's serious!"

In a flash, Judge Cui quickly waved his sleeve, knocking over the bowl of Meng Po's Soup. The bowl shattered on the ground, and the soup seeped into the cracks of the bluestone of the Bridge of Helplessness, letting out a faint sizzling sound.

King Yama wiped a cold sweat from his brow, cursing inwardly:

So close! If this had really caused trouble!

He, the Lord of the Underworld, would be skinned alive even if he didn't die!

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong spread his hands innocently, blinking his golden, shining monkey eyes. His tone sounded as if he were blaming them:

"King Yama, Judge Cui, what are you two doing? Old Sun wants to reincarnate properly, what kind of logic is this?"

Cold sweat beaded on Judge Cui's forehead. He forced himself to calm down and quickly took out the Book of Life and Death he had hidden in his sleeve, shaking it as if he had found a treasure:

"Sun Wukong, it's a misunderstanding! Our Underworld made a mistake. Your lifespan isn't three hundred and forty-two years, but... uh... thirty-four thousand, two hundred years!"

"Oh?"

"A mistake?"

Sun Wukong sized them up, a mocking curve on his lips:

"Hmph, spit! You bunch of ghost officials treat the Book of Life and Death like a child's toy? Just now you said my lifespan was over, and now you say you made a mistake? Are you playing with Old Sun?"

As he spoke, he really did lean forward to look at the Book of Life and Death, scoffing:

"Handsome Monkey King of Flower-Fruit Mountain, born a Stone Monkey... tsk, it's written beautifully! Are you treating me like a monkey to be played with, no! Old Sun is already a monkey!"

"You dare to play with a monkey, how hateful!"

King Yama and Judge Cui exchanged glances, feeling a chill down their spines, cold sweat trickling down their backs.

"This... this is truly a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!" Judge Cui forced a wry smile repeatedly.

"Misunderstanding?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, his gaze darkening, and he said forcefully:

"Old Sun demands an explanation today! This matter is not over! Old Sun is going to find Empress Pingxin to reason with!!!"

This Empress Pingxin is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the incarnation of Empress Houtu.

Back then, Empress Houtu, feeling compassion for all living beings, answered the call of the Heavenly Dao and sacrificed herself to become the Six Paths of Reincarnation. From then on, there was no longer the Ancestral Witch Houtu in the world, only Empress Pingxin.

Sun Wukong knew very well that the forces in the Underworld were complex, and they probably all wanted to scheme against him and gain some karmic benefits from him. But Empress Pingxin had already become a saint and had transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, becoming the spokesperson for the Earthly Dao. She could never step out of the netherworld in her life, and had long since transcended worldly matters, completely disdainful of scheming against a mere monkey like him!

Therefore, in this Underworld, only Empress Pingxin could be trusted.

"Old Sun is going to Empress Pingxin's place to reason!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's loud shouts about going to Empress Pingxin to reason, King Yama and Judge Cui wished they could die.

What kind of situation was this!

Heavens!

If I have committed a sin, please punish me with the heavenly laws. Why did you send this monkey here!

This monkey was strange everywhere and never played by the rules!

And now he wanted to see Empress Pingxin, which was absolutely not to be allowed!

King Yama knew very well that Empress Pingxin was aware of everything happening in the Underworld. The reason she never interfered was because she couldn't be bothered with them. If he really went to disturb Empress Pingxin, there would surely be punishment and reprimand.

King Yama immediately lowered his head, forcing a stiff smile onto his face:

"Sun Wukong, this was indeed our Underworld's mistake. It's all the fault of those temporary workers who could even misidentify souls. I apologize to you on their behalf. Look... can we just let this matter go? Please return."

"Return? Hahaha..."

Sun Wukong brushed a petal off his shoulder, shook his monkey fur, and snorted coldly:

"Dream on! Old Sun demands spiritual compensation today, or I'll squat in this Underworld! If that doesn't work, I'll still go find Empress Pingxin to reason with, and no one can stop me!"

Looking at the monkey jumping around and throwing a tantrum, King Yama's head throbbed, and he regretted it to the very core!

Damn it!

It's easy to invite a monkey, but difficult to send one away!