Now Wukong and Bajie came to Banana Cave to borrow the fan.
Wukong said, "Master's path is blocked by Flaming Mountain. Sister-in-law, I beg you to lend us the Treasure Fan."
Princess Iron Fan said, "If fire burns in the mountain, cross it on your own feet. What has your quest for scriptures to do with me?"
Wukong said, "The Seven Great Sages bowed eight times and swore brotherhood. Our affection and loyalty have endured a thousand years."
Princess Iron Fan said, "All my kith and kin are demons. How would I dare claim kinship with you monks?"
Wukong said, "Just treat me as an ordinary petitioner. Lend me the Treasure Fan, and I shall certainly return it."
Princess Iron Fan said, "Your Journey to the West has knotted hatred in my heart. For my son's sake, I bear this grudge and will never lend it!"
Wukong pleaded in every way, but Princess Iron Fan stubbornly refused to lend it.
With no other recourse, Wukong and Bajie could only leave the cave.
The two walked out of Banana Cave.
Wukong raised his head to the sky and sighed in distress, feeling that everything was fraught with difficulty.
Bajie said, "Brother, what hardship haven't you faced before? You have the Seventy-Two Transformations, and your Somersault Cloud covers a hundred and eight thousand li. You have help throughout heaven and earth. Why sigh like this and look so troubled?"
Wukong sighed. "This troubled look didn't build up in a single day. I was already like this when I encountered that demon monkey Six-Eared Macaque before. Now this has happened too, leaving me no control over my own actions. What am I to do? Hard! Hard! Hard!"
Wukong repeated "hard" three times, truly at his wits' end.
Bajie found a rock nearby and