On the ground.
Wutian rarely smiled as he said to Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, "My plan is actually very simple. As long as Demon Ancestor Luohu doesn't interfere, Sanzang will definitely be able to break free of Golden Cicada."
"Keep moving forward! The trap has already been set. Now we just need Golden Cicada to take the bait!"
With that—
Wutian sent a stream of magical power into Tang Sanzang, slowly dissolving the order restriction surrounding Golden Cicada.
Then his figure vanished completely.
"Looks like I won't get to enjoy playing around with seven female spirits after all!"
Zhu Bajie said, sounding rather reluctant—and even a little sad.
They were seven Spider Spirits!
Who had ever experienced being surrounded by seven Dao Companions?
Immortal Emperor East King Duke, of course, didn't count!
He was an unparalleled supreme being with more than sixty Dao Companions!
"Alas, the wind sighs, the Yi River runs cold. Once your master departs, he'll never return. You four can eat, drink, and make merry on your own while you wait for the plan to unfold."
"This monk will be off, then!"
Tang Sanzang put on a sorrowful expression and bade his four disciples a reluctant farewell.
Wearing the Brocade Cassock, carrying the Nine-Ringed Monk's Staff and holding the Purple Gold Alms Bowl, he headed toward Pansi Cave.
"Junior Brothers, let's rest here and wait for Master to return!"
"But if everything goes smoothly, we can go give Master some support later."
Sun Wukong said to Huanglong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Heshang.
Then they sat down cross-legged. They even summoned the local Earth God and Mountain God, and began a journey of freeloading and feasting.
Their motto was simple: shamelessness conquers all!
Meanwhile.
After an unknown length of time—
Tang Sanzang came to a riverbank. He