Everything happening before him further confirmed Yellow Wind Monster's suspicions. At that moment, two figures slowly emerged from the ruins of the main entrance. "Lingji Bodhisattva, it seems I really have to thank you. Without you, I truly wouldn't have known what to do."
"Great Sage, you jest. Being appreciated by the Great Sage is this humble one's good fortune." The two chatted casually, completely ignoring Yellow Wind Monster before them.
Once the smoke dispersed, Yellow Wind Monster finally saw the people who had walked out. It was Sun Wukong and... and... Lingji! Lingji Bodhisattva?
Following Ye Chen's advice, Sun Wukong personally went to Lesser Mount Sumeru and invited Lingji Bodhisattva. When Yellow Wind Monster asked Ye Chen why he had specifically invited Lingji Bodhisattva, Ye Chen refused to say a word. Instead, he put on the air of a fortune-teller and pretentiously declared,
..."Heaven's secrets cannot be divulged."
"Beast, do you still intend to run wild here?" Lingji Bodhisattva said, pressing his palms together as his voice drifted ethereally. Yellow Wind Monster was so frightened that he could barely stand. He had never expected Tang Sanzang to have such powerful backing—to be able to summon Lingji Bodhisattva. In truth, this had nothing to do with Tang Sanzang. These connections had all been built up by Sun Wukong through his own efforts. What did Tang Sanzang have to do with any of it?
Gulp. Yellow Wind Monster swallowed hard, regretting that he had not listened to Zhu Bajie back then. But with things already at this point, regret was useless. He might as well go all the way!
Making his decision at once, a faint viciousness flashed across Yellow Wind Monster's face. He raised his hand, and a blast of yellow wind poured from his mouth. The entire cave dwelling