Huo Yun Cave.
When Tang Sanzang asked him, Red Boy's eyes brimmed with tears. He didn't answer, but quietly dispelled all his magic power, then sat down on the tiger-skin throne and wiped at his tears.
"Kids will be kids. Just now he was still showing off, and now he's sitting there with his bare bottom, crying to himself. The Bull Demon King, too—he really laid into him."
Tang Sanzang shook his head and walked over to Red Boy.
He reached out a broad hand, and boundless magic power flowed forth, making the handprints on Red Boy's bottom disappear. But Tang Sanzang didn't take the opportunity to leave. Instead, he sat cross-legged nearby and quietly recited the Buddhist Classics.
Meanwhile!
Sun Wukong and the others had made their escape and were lying on a huge rock in the river.
"Just now, my sworn brother, the Bull Demon King, sent me a message. He gave Red Boy a thorough scolding, then asked me to help find this foolish nephew a master. He'd also be fine serving as a child attendant to some great power."
"Do you three have any ideas?"
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, looking rather troubled.
Red Boy was young and still had some of a child's mischievousness. His master or lord would have to be even-tempered, or it'd be a problem if Red Boy got himself beaten to death after making a mistake.
After all, he was still his little nephew!
"What's so difficult about that?"
"Red Boy was born from a Samadhi Divine Crystal. It was thanks to your Havoc in Heaven that he had the chance to take human form and enter the world. My grandmaster, Taishang Laojun, didn't pay him much mind and simply let him develop his own consciousness and descend to