Hurry to the Heavenly Court and Fetch Lord Lao!

The moonlight, like quicksilver spilling onto the ground, illuminated the dilapidated temple in a half-light, half-dark manner.

Tang Sanzang curled up in the haystack, turning over and over, muttering "Imperial Power, religion and people's livelihood" from time to time. The broken words mixed with the crackling of firewood, making Sun Wukong, who was squatting on the roof beam, scratch his ears.

"What kind of sutra is this bald monk chanting?" Sun Wukong picked at his ear, rolled his eyes, and had no good feelings towards the monk, either outwardly or inwardly.

It wasn't until the third watch gong sounded that Tang Sanzang's ramblings gradually subsided, replaced by Zhu Bajie's deafening snores.

"Snoring"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's ears twitched! His Fiery Golden Eyes lit up instantly, and when he turned around, he saw a wisp of green smoke rising from where Fang Yu was meditating. The figure had vanished without a trace, leaving only a few blades of grass swirling in place.

"Hey!" Sun Wukong flipped and landed, his Golden Cudgel drawing a Golden Light circle on the blue brick ground, enveloping the sleeping Tang Sanzang within it.

He plucked a hair and blew it towards Tang Sanzang's nose, and the sleepy bug, glowing with light, burrowed inside.

"You idiot!" Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie's protruding ears.

"Ouch!" Zhu Bajie swung his rake, yelling, "Old Pig isn't asleep! Why are you pulling my ear!"

Sun Wukong grinned, "You weren't asleep? Even a dog wouldn't believe it! Your clothes are soaked with drool!" He then grabbed Zhu Bajie and lifted him into the air. "Old Sun, cast a spell on that kid, he's in the east right now! Let's go!"

Zhu Bajie, riding a dark cloud, muttered, "In the middle of the night."

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong had already transformed into Golden Light and dashed out. Pig had no choice but to sigh and follow.

A faint chuckle from Sun Wukong drifted on the night breeze, "Stay close! Don't fall into some demon's bath again!"

The moonlight was like water, and the streets and alleys of Shangdang City were shrouded in a hazy mist.

Zhu Bajie rode on a black cloud, his fat ears flapping in the night wind. He saw Sun Wukong standing on the cloud, his Golden Cudgel on his shoulder, staring at a brightly lit three-story pavilion below.

"Brother Monkey! Wait for me!" Zhu Bajie caught up, panting, his belly fat rising and falling with each breath. He followed Sun Wukong's gaze and saw a magnificent building with large red lanterns hanging in front of it. Above the gate, three large, gilded characters were written in a flamboyant style, "Yichun Brothel."

"Yi Chun Yuan?" Zhu Bajie squinted and pronounced each word slowly, then his eyes lit up. "That name sounds so auspicious! Is it a place that sells spring pancakes?"

Sun Wukong flicked his forehead with his hand and smacked him on the head. "Idiot! This is a brothel! A place where women are sold to men for their amusement!"

"A brothel?!" Zhu Bajie's drool instantly dripped down to his belly, and he tossed his Nine-Toothed Rake onto the cloud. "There are such wonderful places? Let this Old Pig go and have some fun too!"

He was about to jump down when he said that.

Sun Wukong grabbed his ear. "What are you playing around with! One junior brother is already enough of a headache for Old Sun, do you want to make things worse?" He pointed to a carved window on the third floor with a light on, "Take a closer look!"

Zhu Bajie squinted and, through the thin gauze curtains, could vaguely see that Fang Yu's eyes were faintly glowing red, completely different from his usual self. He was surrounded by two girls dressed in light gauze, one feeding him grapes and the other pouring him wine.

Even more astonishingly, besides these two women, there was a row of women kneeling on the floor in the room, twisting and turning, clearly drunk.

"Oh my!" Zhu Bajie covered his eyes, but peeked through his fingers. "This kid is playing even more fancy games than Old Pig did back in Heaven!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the Heavenly Court can't possibly win!" Sun Wukong frowned, a trace of worry flashing in his Fiery Golden Eyes: "I think that kid has probably gone astray in his practice and developed Inner Demon." He scratched his cheek, "Look at his bloodshot eyes and dark forehead, he's clearly been invaded by evil energy."

"Oh? What should we do then? What if he turns into a monster and eats Master? Should we stop him or just watch?" It counted on its fat fingers, "Supposedly, Master's flesh can grant immortality."

"Hey!" Sun Wukong raised his Golden Cudgel as if to strike. "You idiot! That kid's Inner Demon are still shallow. He's just been bewitched, letting himself indulge in lust." Monkey King put away his cudgel and sighed. "After all, he's my junior brother. I have to find a master to exorcise him. I can't just kill him with one blow, can I?"

Zhu Bajie rubbed his head, which was throbbing from the knock, when suddenly a thought struck him, "Brother Monkey! In my past life, when Old Pig Marshal Tianpeng, I knew many gods. Although they might not recognize me now..." His voice trailed off, finally turning into a muttered remark, "They probably don't recognize me either."

The image of Patriarch Sun Wukong Patriarch Bodhi's eyes, but he immediately shook his head. "I do know some experts, but that's not enough." Suddenly, Monkey King's eyes lit up, "That's it! Old man! That old man should be able to do it!"

"Who is this old man? Could it be Grand Supreme Elder Lao?" Zhu Bajie's eyes widened. "Laojun would recognize us? I heard you Monkey ruined all of Laojun's elixirs? Don't let me catch Old Pig! No way!"

Sun Wukong had already mounted his Somersault Cloud: "Let's go! Let's check out this Yichun Brothel first!" He grabbed Zhu Bajie, who was trying to slip away, "Idiot! Don't even think about running away! If that kid goes berserk, someone'll have to hold him down!"

Zhu Bajie reluctantly followed him down from the cloud, muttering, "If I'd known Old Pig would have pretended to be asleep the whole time."

It suddenly sniffed, "Huh? Why does this Yichun Brothel have a demonic Demonic Aura?"

Sun Wukong shook his head helplessly, "You idiot, your pig nose is really wasted. I could smell your body odor from eight hundred miles away, and you only smelled it when you were right in front of me?"

Zhu Bajie grunted twice, "Hmph~ Of course Old Pig, am no match for you, Great Sage!"

"Enough talk, let's go!"

Yichun Brothel, red candles flickered and incense wafted through the air.

Fang Yu gripped the two women's necks with both hands, his eyes gleaming with a crimson light.

The two women's faces turned red from his pinching, but their eyes remained alluring, showing no sign of pain.

"Monsters! I need your help in my cultivation!" Fang Yu grinned maliciously, increasing the force of his grip by three points.

"Sir~" the woman in green gauze on the left panted softly, her slender fingers gently stroking Fang Yu's hand, "As long as you pay, I'm willing to do anything for you, let alone cultivate~"

The woman in red on the right loosened her belt, revealing her fair shoulders. "Whatever you desire, young master, I will grant it to you~"

Fang Yu's eyes flashed red, and he suddenly pulled the woman in green in front of him. "Hehe, how much do I need for your two Demon Core?"

The woman in green was taken aback by his words, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "Young master is joking."

She leaned close to Fang Yu's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "This humble servant will not take a single penny, as long as you satisfy me, young master."

"Smack!"

A loud slap landed on the woman's face, scattering her hair.

Fang Yu the Batman Who Laughs: "I don't care how you feel! As long as Laozi 'm having fun!"

Monkey King, who was eavesdropping outside the window, shook his head helplessly. "There's no hope. This kid has gone mad with qi. We can only ask the old man to take a look."