Sun Wukong turned into a streak of golden light and shot straight toward the royal palace. Though he appeared furious beyond measure, he had other plans in mind.
He had long seen that the extremely yin energy in the vegetarian meal was fierce, yet it was not a deadly poison. Instead, it resembled an exceptionally potent catalyst, made specifically to stir the supremely yang origin within his master.
This looked more like a carefully arranged scheme than a simple attempt at murder. As for what exactly was being plotted, he could only ask the Nine-Tailed Earth Scorpion herself.
The Golden Cudgel carried the force of wind and thunder as it bore down on the magnificent dome of the throne hall. But from the side, a supple yet vast wave of icy yin power suddenly surged forth like an invisible net, effortlessly dissolving Sun Wukong's earth-shaking blow.
"Great Sage, why such a temper?" The figure of the State Preceptor, the Nine-Tailed Earth Scorpion, quietly appeared in the plaza before the hall.
Her robes fluttered gracefully, and her smile was gentle, as though that fierce interception had not come from her at all.
Her gaze swept over Sun Wukong, carrying a trace of hidden meaning. "The holy monk merely feels slightly unwell. The imperial physicians of our kingdom have their remedies and will surely keep him safe."
"You barged into the royal palace and disturbed Her Majesty. That is no small crime. If you cannot give me an explanation, I truly cannot simply let you master and disciples leave."
At last, she had an excuse to keep Tang Sanzang and his disciples in the Women's Kingdom. The Nine-Tailed Earth Scorpion could not help but feel pleased, secretly praising Sun Wukong for playing along so well.
Naturally, the Nine-Tailed Earth Scorpion knew that