Monkey and his master? Tang Sanzang suffers! Xuanming: Kill them!

"Heavenly Dao's decree?"

"Bullshit!"

If Sect Leader Tongtian had felt a shred of reverence for the Heavenly Dao, or rather, for Hong Jun, before, then at this moment, his mind was filled with a single thought.

Mess with me!

Who asked this old geezer to act without honor and attack his Intercepting Sect's lineage first?

Did he really think Tongtian had no temper?

Therefore, Without even waiting for Journey to the West Tongtian and Nuwa to finish speaking, Sect Leader Tongtian interrupted them decisively: "Fellow Daoists, let's not even mention that the Heavenly Dao itself was formed by Hong Jun. This so-called flourishing of Buddhism is likely just compensation for them after they take down the Intercepting Sect."

"Even taking a step back… what if it really is the Heavenly Dao?"

At this point, Sect Leader Tongtian paused and turned to look directly at Journey to the West Tongtian and Nuwa.

"We cultivators are inherently going against the heavens. When have we ever believed in the Heavenly Dao's arrangements? When have we ever been bound by so-called destiny?"

"The Great Dao is fifty, Heaven's evolution is forty-nine, leaving one escape!"

"Now that the one escape has been found, what are we still hesitating for? Do you all not even have the courage to take a gamble?"

"Hoo~!"

Meeting Tongtian's pointed gaze, Journey to the West Tongtian's already flushed face instantly seemed to steam.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I are one. Do you not know whether I have this courage?"

"Hahaha~!"

Sect Leader Tongtian laughed heartily upon hearing this and nodded with satisfaction. "Fellow Daoist, since you haven't been scared witless by that old Daoist Hong Jun, then I can rest assured!"

With that, Sect Leader Tongtian turned to look at Nuwa again. "Junior Sister, please help me look after Xuanming then. The battle of Saints is no trivial matter; it would be bad if he, a Golden Immortal, were caught in the crossfire!"

"Is that so? That's no problem!"

Nuwa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Tongtian would force her to take a stance.

After all, although Hong Jun had targeted the Intercepting Sect and suppressed Tongtian, he hadn't done much to her.

Plus, she had been neutral for so many eons…

Once that was broken?

It was uncertain if the humans she created could even survive!

In the Journey to the West world, Beneath the Five Elements Mountain, Tang Sanzang, unaware of the impending disaster, was reciting the Tight-Fillet Spell with a pained expression.

And on the grass not far in front of him, a monkey wearing a tiger-skin skirt and a golden fillet on its head was writhing in agony, clutching its head and rolling back and forth.

"Master, Master, please, please don't chant it anymore!"

"This Old Sun admits his mistake!"

"Next time, next time This Old Sun won't kill them, I won't kill them anymore… Ah!!"

"……"

Listening to the monkey's wails, Tang Sanzang, though his face showed pain, did not stop chanting.

He knew very well that if he stopped, the monkey might just hit him with his staff.

Although he felt those bandits deserved to die, the fact that the monkey defied his orders made him wonder how he would lead him in the future.

However, What Tang Sanzang didn't expect was that just as he was wholeheartedly chanting the spell, wanting to subdue Sun Wukong in one go, a surprised exclamation suddenly sounded from nearby.

"Huh… Grandmaster, it seems we've arrived at just the right time!"

"Oh?"

Tongtian, revealing himself on the clouds with Xuanming, looked at the monk and the monkey on the ground and asked with some curiosity.

"Xuanming, do you know them?"

"Naturally!"

Xuanming smiled, stood up, and landed on auspicious clouds not far away. He raised his hand and interrupted Tang Sanzang, who was still chanting.

"Bald donkey, why haven't you stopped? Are you seeking death!"

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"……"

Tang Sanzang subconsciously stopped chanting and stood up nervously, bowing to the two of them.

"Esteemed Immortals, this humble monk comes from Great Tang in the East…"

"Got it!"

Before Tang Sanzang could finish speaking, Xuanming calmly repeated, "Tang Sanzang, Tang Xuanzang? The reincarnation of Buddhism's Jin Chanzi, and the one they've designated to retrieve the scriptures!"

"Uh..."

Tang Sanzang was flustered, being exposed like this for the first time. Although he never thought of himself as Jin Chanzi reincarnated.

But since Guanyin Bodhisattva said so, even if he didn't believe it, he had to accept it!

"He's Tang Sanzang?!"

Before Tang Sanzang could figure out how to respond, Tongtian, who was nearby and heard the name, exuded an immense killing intent.

"Xuanming, why are you still wasting words with him? Just swat him to death!"

"No, no, no!"

Xuanming quickly stopped Sect Leader Tongtian, who was about to make a move. "Grandmaster, don't rush. Someone wants to kill him even more than we do!"

"Hmm??"

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Tongtian seemed to recall something and subconsciously turned his head to look back.

As expected, The monkey, who had been rolling on the ground moments ago, had somehow shed its tiger-skin skirt. Wearing a golden circlet and wielding a thick, long Golden Cudgel, it swung down at Tang Sanzang.

"Bald donkey, you still want to control this old grandson? Ask my old grandson's cudgel first!"

"?!!"

Seeing the thick cudgel descending towards him, Tang Sanzang's vision went black. A thought flashed through his mind: My life is over!

But...

"Clang!!"

A golden, shimmering shield, appearing from nowhere, was activated the moment the Golden Cudgel struck, completely protecting Tang Sanzang within.

The sound of metal clashing erupted!

Sun Wukong felt his hands go numb, almost unable to hold onto the Golden Cudgel.

"Who?!"

He instinctively retreated hundreds of meters, staring vigilantly at Xuanming and Tongtian. "Are you two ruining this old grandson's good deed?"

"Of course not!"

Xuanming stroked his chin, examining the shield enveloping Tang Sanzang. "I wondered why they'd let Tang Sanzang travel alone. So, they've already set something up on him?"

"Nonsense!"

Tongtian rolled his eyes impatiently. Anyone with a brain could figure this out.

What kind of master doesn't give their disciple or grand-disciple some good items for self-defense when they go out?

If only the San Xiao sisters knew you were going out, they would have stuffed the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and the Hunyuan Golden Dou into your arms.

Of course, He didn't say this directly. Instead, he looked up at the distant horizon. "Xuanming, it seems the bald donkeys from Buddhism are coming. What do you think we should do?"

"Kill them, of course!"

Xuanming waved his hand indifferently. He hadn't killed Tang Sanzang directly because he wanted to capture Sun Wukong, but that didn't mean he would go easy on Buddhism.

If nothing else, The scene at Shituo Ridge when he first arrived in the Journey to the West world was enough to sentence Buddhism to death.

Just because they didn't believe in Buddha, they allowed the Golden-Winged Great Peng to devour hundreds of thousands of people?

If not you, then who!

Meanwhile, the powerful Buddhist figures rushing at full speed from Spirit Mountain to save the day had no idea what awaited them.

She was already regretting it!

That damned monkey!

Untamable!

If only she had crippled him a bit before handing him over to Tang Sanzang for saving. Perhaps their relationship would have progressed faster.

Or... should she try it next time?

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