Wukong and the others were released by Ao Tu.
They headed back.
Red Boy still found it hard to believe. "We tried everything before and couldn't escape, but now he just let us out so easily?"
Nezha raised his head and snorted. "Who knows what scheme that Demon Dragon has now."
Wukong sighed. "He probably has no scheme. Just as he said, he doesn't want to provoke gods and Buddhas anymore. The only thing I can't understand is why he insists on holding on to a mortal."
Red Boy said, "Just because of that... Uncle Sun... with his abilities, even my father wouldn't be a match for him, would he? Why is he still so cautious?"
Wukong said, "Hasn't Brother Bull reined himself in considerably these past few years too? Back when he was young, he was as untamable as that Demon Dragon was at first. He even gathered demons far and wide and befriended heroes."
True Immortal Ruyi retorted, "My elder brother has merely been concealing his brilliance and biding his time these past few years. When the thunder cracks, one commanding shout from him will still summon a hundred thousand demon soldiers. How could he compare to that Demon Dragon, who has strength but fears both the head and the tail!"
At this, Nezha scoffed.
True Immortal Ruyi said, "What are you scoffing at!"
Nezha sneered. "That old bull who's lost his fighting spirit doesn't deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the Demon Dragon."
Furious, True Immortal Ruyi raised his hook. "Who are you calling an old bull with no fighting spirit!"
Nezha seized his sword. "Your elder brother, the Bull Demon King, that's who!"
True Immortal Ruyi said, "I think you want a taste of my iron hook!"
Nezha brought out his whole array