Eat a Fart

The sudden appearance of the Yellow Wind King left Guanyin Bodhisattva somewhat bewildered.

She hadn't expected the Yellow Wind King to show up instead of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

Moreover, how did he know she was Guanyin Bodhisattva in disguise?

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly had a bad premonition; it seemed things were once again deviating from the plan.

As the Guanyin Bodhisattva of Buddhism, she was now being pointed at and questioned by a demon. Her expression instantly turned cold, and she revealed her true form.

"How dare you! You know it's me, yet you don't kneel in reverence."

Normally, upon seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Yellow Wind King would have certainly knelt in submission. He wouldn't have dared to point and question the Bodhisattva like this.

However, he was drunk at the moment and felt a bit too emboldened.

He felt invincible, as if the Three Realms belonged to him.

"Haha, I was looking for Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

The Yellow Wind King roared with laughter, possessing a fearless, arrogant spirit.

"Little ones, chop her down!"

The lesser demons shrieked and charged forward.

At the same time, a fierce wind suddenly whipped up, kicking up sand and stones.

The Yellow Wind King began to blow.

"This is bad," Guanyin Bodhisattva exclaimed in alarm.

Although her cultivation was far superior to the Yellow Wind King's, he was wielding the Samadhi Divine Wind, which ordinary immortals could not withstand.

Without Lingji Bodhisattva's Wind-Calming Pearl, there was virtually no way to counter it.

Guanyin Bodhisattva never imagined that the Yellow Wind King would suddenly attack her, let alone accurately locate the farmhouse she had disguised herself as.

Her mind was filled with questions, but there was no time to ponder them.

Dealing with the immediate crisis was the priority.

However, this Samadhi Divine Wind was not something ordinary beings could resist.

Guanyin Bodhisattva already felt her head swimming; she had been hit.

"Haha... watch me blow you to death!"

Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva faltering under his Samadhi Divine Wind, the Yellow Wind King roared with laughter. He immediately felt empowered, as if he had risen above everything and feared nothing.

Western Heaven.

Great Thunderclap Monastery.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the Buddhas' eyes nearly popped out.

How could the Yellow Wind King suddenly attack Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Tathagata Buddha's face turned ashen. If his suspicions were correct, this was definitely the interference of a variable.

However, he couldn't understand how this variable had managed to trick the foolish Yellow Wind King onto his treacherous path.

At this moment, the demon had become so audacious as to confront a Bodhisattva.

"Lingji, the Yellow Wind King is skilled in the Samadhi Divine Wind. Besides your Wind-Calming Pearl, there is no counter to it. Go and assist Venerable Guanyin to capture this demon," Tathagata Buddha commanded.

Didn't he see that Guanyin was already struggling? If Lingji Bodhisattva wasn't sent now, Buddhism might lose a Bodhisattva.

Buddhism had not yet flourished, and the number of believers was already small. Losing a Bodhisattva would be an immeasurable loss.

"As you command, Buddha."

Lingji Bodhisattva received the decree and hurried towards the mortal realm.

Heavenly Court.

All the gods watched this scene in disbelief. How had the tribulation meticulously arranged by the Buddhist Sect ended up targeting its own members?

What had possessed the Yellow Wind King to become so audacious at this moment?

The Jade Emperor's expression was calm, but a subtle smile played on his lips.

Interesting.

He suddenly felt as if the Buddhist Sect had lifted a rock only to drop it on its own foot.

How many years had the Buddhist Sect prepared for this Journey to the West Tribulation?

All for the flourishing of Buddhism.

Yet, shortly after its commencement, one unexpected event after another had occurred.

Of the tribulations they had planned, only a handful had been completed so far.

However, the Jade Emperor was happy to see the Buddhist Sect in disarray.

Thirty-third Heaven.

Taishang Laojun couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing this scene.

"This should give the Buddhist Sect enough to worry about."

Originally, the great trend of the Journey to the West was unchangeable and had become inevitable, but who could have imagined that such a variable as Tang Yu would appear.

Looking at it this way, it seems a bit difficult for the Buddhist Sect to complete the Journey to the West Tribulation and achieve great prosperity.

The lower realm.

The Yellow Wind King blew with all his might, and Guanyin Bodhisattva had already sustained some injuries.

At this moment, she looked rather disheveled, her white robes stained with dust, her face grimy.

Woo woo woo woo...

However, the wind gradually lessened, and finally disappeared.

Huh?

What's going on?

The Yellow Wind King blew forcefully a couple of times, and a small gust of wind passed, like a fart.

The Yellow Wind King gasped for air, feeling a bit dizzy.

He had blown himself out of breath.

As expected, bragging and blowing wind both require a lot of effort.

Guanyin Bodhisattva emerged from the side, looking disheveled.

"Ptooey."

She spat out the sand that had blown into her mouth and roared furiously, "Audacious demon, how dare you attack me."

"Haha, I'm blowing precisely..."

His laughter abruptly stopped, and the Yellow Wind King looked towards Guanyin Bodhisattva's side.

He saw that beside Guanyin Bodhisattva, a bald donkey had appeared at some point, holding a small, sparkling bead and smiling at him.

Lingji Bodhisattva!

The Wind-Calming Pearl!

This is bad.

Cold sweat streamed down the Yellow Wind King's forehead. In his terror, his drunkenness completely cleared, and he recalled everything he had done.

The Yellow Wind King felt a dizzy spell, almost collapsing to the ground.

Oh my god.

What have I done? I actually fought with a Bodhisattva.

Screw this!

I was tricked by that bald donkey!

As his mind cleared, the Yellow Wind King finally understood that he had been fooled by the "brother" he had just recognized.

But it was too late to beg for mercy now.

The Yellow Wind King turned and fled.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva let out a low cry.

Arching his backside, the Yellow Wind King let out a fart, which immediately filled the air with a foul stench.

The stench made Guanyin Bodhisattva roll her eyes.

Taking advantage of this moment, the Yellow Wind King ran at full speed, not even caring about his subordinates behind him.

He ran fast, but those little monsters ran slowly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva waved her hand, and they all instantly turned to dust and vanished.

She decided to vent her anger on these little monsters first.

As for the Yellow Wind King, she certainly wouldn't let him go.

The result was as expected. Before the Yellow Wind King could even return to his Yellow Wind Cave, he was found by the two Bodhisattvas. With the help of Lingji Bodhisattva's Wind-Calming Pearl, dealing with the Yellow Wind King was effortless.

Guanyin Bodhisattva directly struck him, scattering his soul and spirit.

Shameful, so shameful.

To be made so miserable by a demon, and even more frustratingly, to be blasted by its fart.

At this moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva felt she had no face to face the assembled Buddhas of the Western Heaven.

With a dark expression, she returned directly to Mount Putuo of the South Sea.

Lingji Bodhisattva also prepared to return to Spirit Mountain to report, but at the place where the Yellow Wind King had died, a pack of cigarettes lay quietly.

He waved his hand, and the cigarettes flew into his hand.

He was not unfamiliar with this item, as he often saw Tang Sanzang with one in his mouth through the Mystic Light Mirror, wearing a look of enjoyment.

After a slight hesitation, he took one out, put it in his mouth, lit it with fire, and took a puff