I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

He thought to himself, "Although Sun Wukong is strong, he is simple-minded. I only need to lie low for a while and wait for the right time to use the resources of the Water Curtain Cave to reach a higher level."

He took a sip of monkey wine, squinted and smiled, "Life on Flower Fruit Mountain is quite comfortable."

Meanwhile, chaos reigned outside Flower Fruit Mountain.

Bodhi Patriarch stood with his disciples in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, his face grim.

Beside him, Guanyin Bodhisattva gripped her whisk tightly, her tone icy: "Bodhi, you said the ginseng fruit tree could save us, so why is there no improvement now?"

Bodhi frowned and said in a low voice, "Guanyin, don't worry, I'm trying to think of a solution."

But the jade bottle was stolen, and things are probably..."

Before he could finish speaking, a furious shout came from afar: "Bodhi!"
What exactly are you dawdling about?
"As long as the ginseng fruit tree dies, my Radiant Array will not be dismantled!"

The speaker was Zhen Yuanzi, whose hair and beard stood on end, his sleeves billowed, and his imposing presence was overwhelming.

Bodhi chuckled twice, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, please be patient. This humble Daoist will do his utmost."

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Go all out?"
If it weren't for the incompetence of your Lingshan, how could my ginseng fruit tree have ended up like this?

If you delay any longer, don't blame me for being ruthless!

Just then, a golden light descended from the sky, and Sun Wukong landed in front of everyone, grinning and saying, "Old Bodhi, I, Old Sun, thank you for coming to save me!"

"But my Flower and Fruit Mountain is perfectly fine, why do you need to worry about it?"

Upon hearing this, Bodhi's heart tightened, but he managed a smile: "Wukong, you misunderstand. I was just passing by and took a look around."

He thought to himself, "Why did this monkey come back?"
"The Six-Eared Macaque's spell hasn't even been cast yet, how could it be going so smoothly?"

Guanyin's eyes flashed, and she whispered, "Bodhi, didn't you say that the Six-Eared Macaque's spells were foolproof?"
Why is Sun Wukong still alive and kicking?

Bodhi broke out in a cold sweat and stammered, "This... perhaps the spell hasn't taken effect yet. Let me try casting the spell again."

His heart was filled with bitterness: the Six-Eared Macaque's curse was originally intended to kill Sun Wukong so that Mount Ling could control Flower Fruit Mountain. Now that Sun Wukong was safe and sound, their plan was likely to fall through.

Zhen Yuanzi, however, was already impatient and angrily said, "Don't think you can fool me with these tricks!"

If the ginseng fruit tree doesn't improve, I'll capture this monkey to pay off my debt!

With that, he waved his sleeve, and an invisible force swept out. Sun Wukong was caught off guard and was swept into the air, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Bodhi and Guanyin stared at each other, the atmosphere extremely awkward.

Guanyin said through gritted teeth in a low voice, "Bodhi, what should we do now?"

Bodhi smiled bitterly and said, "Things have come to this point, we can only take it one step at a time."

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged in a secluded cave. The cave was filled with spiritual energy, and the luminous pearls embedded in the walls emitted a soft glow, reflecting on his handsome face.

He held a crystal-clear jade bottle in his hand, its surface shimmering with a faint, precious light, as if water rippled within it.

At this moment, he was completely focused on refining this treasure, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but his breathing remained steady as usual.

"System, this jade bottle must be something special, right?"

As Jiang Wang circulated his magic power, he spoke to the system in his mind, his tone somewhat playful, "Guanyin's treasure was snatched away by me. I'm afraid she's so angry she'd want to overturn the South China Sea."

"Ding!

The host has successfully obtained the Jade Purification Bottle. Rewards have been issued: the supernatural ability 'Universe in a Sleeve,' three elixirs 'Nine-Turn Golden Pills,' and 5000 merit points.

The system's voice was as cold and mechanical as ever: "The Jade Purification Bottle is an innate spiritual treasure, containing the Three Lights Divine Water, which can heal all injuries, repair spiritual treasures, and even nourish spiritual roots."

Host's refining progress: 30%.

Jiang Wang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. "A hidden universe within a sleeve?"
"Wow, that's an awesome ability! Teach it to me right now!"

"Ding!

The "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve" technique has been transmitted to the host's consciousness; please study and comprehend it on your own.

As soon as the system finished speaking, Jiang Wang felt a vast amount of information flood into his mind, as if countless stars were exploding in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He closed his eyes and carefully comprehended the mystery of this supernatural power. He felt that with a wave of his sleeve, he could contain the world within a small space, which was truly mysterious.

"Excellent, excellent! With this supernatural power and the Jade Purification Bottle, who will dare to underestimate me, Jiang Wang, when I travel through the Three Realms?"

He opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, then looked down at the jade bottle. “But I still need to work harder to refine this treasure. The Three Lights Divine Water is a good thing; it can save my life in a critical moment.”

Outside the cave, the wind howled, and faint celestial music drifted through the air.

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow and murmured, "This commotion... it seems the Three Realms are about to get lively again."

Sun Wukong, that monkey, has been captured by Zhen Yuanzi. Bodhi is probably going to have a headache for a while.

Hey, I'll see how this show goes!

Meanwhile, inside the Wuzhuang Temple, the atmosphere was as cold as an ice cave.

Zhen Yuanzi sat upright in the center of the hall, his immortal robe embroidered with star patterns, his face thin but with a hint of anger.

Sun Wukong was bound hand and foot and suspended in mid-air. The sealed magic power made him powerless to even struggle.

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and turned his gaze to the Bodhi Patriarch who was standing with his hands behind his back.

"Bodhi, your disciple stole my ginseng fruit tree! Now the tree is withered and lifeless!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice was deep and authoritative, "If you don't bring out the Three Lights Divine Water to revive the fruit tree, this monkey won't leave Wuzhuang Temple!"

Bodhi wore a green robe and had a calm expression, as if nothing in the world mattered to him.

He stroked his long beard, his tone calm yet tinged with a hint of mockery: "Zhen Yuanzi, you're getting a bit too hot-tempered."

Sun Wukong is just a pawn; now that he's useless, keeping him around is just a burden.

"If you wish to heal the tree, go and seek the Divine Water of the Three Lights yourself. Why be so aggressive in front of me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's face darkened, and he suddenly waved his sleeve, causing the spiritual energy in the hall to surge, as if an invisible pressure was pressing down on Bodhi: "Bodhi, do you really think I dare not touch you, you monkey?"
If the fruit tree does not live, I will scatter its soul, so that it may never be reincarnated!

Bodhi remained unmoved, a cold smile flashing in his eyes: "Do as you please."

Sun Wukong's three souls and seven spirits are unstable, and he is no longer the person I planned to have.

If you kill him, you're just cleaning house for me.

"you!"

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end, yet he was helpless against Bodhi's composure.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said coldly, "Fine, Bodhi, I've remembered what happened today."

If there's no way to save the fruit tree, our feud will not be over!

Bodhi smiled slightly, flicked his sleeve, turned around, and disappeared into the hall as a gentle breeze, leaving behind only a leisurely voice: "Zhen Yuanzi, do not rush things, fate has its own destiny."

In the backyard of Wuzhuang Temple, Sun Wukong was locked in a stone chamber, surrounded by restrictive runes that completely isolated him from spiritual energy. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his disheveled hair obscuring half his face, but his eyes were filled with confusion and resentment.

"What merit or ability do I, Old Sun, have to be embroiled in this mess?"

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, his voice tinged with self-mockery, "First I made a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace and was imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain. Now that I've finally gained my freedom, I've been captured by that old Taoist Zhen Yuanzi."

Master... what exactly are you plotting?

He looked up at the top of the stone chamber, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick stone walls and reaching the heavens.

A strange sense of sorrow welled up in his heart: "I, Old Sun, was born of nature and should be living a carefree life, so why can't I escape this cage of fate?"

Meanwhile, in the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor sat on his nine-dragon throne, his majestic gaze sweeping over Taibai Jinxing, who was kneeling in worship below.

Venus, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, whispered, “Your Majesty, the Bodhi Patriarch has secretly plotted to have the Six-Eared Macaque curse Sun Wukong, bypassing the Havoc in Heaven and directly initiating the Journey to the West.”

If this succeeds, the Heavenly Court's merits will be greatly diminished, and unforeseen circumstances may arise.

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "Bodhi, how dare you change the chess pieces behind my back!"
"Although Sun Wukong is unruly, he is ultimately a chosen one of the Journey to the West by the Heavenly Court. How can we allow him to be disposed of at will?"

Venus immediately kowtowed: "Your Majesty is wise!"
The Six-Eared Macaque is still unaware of this and has even laid down a spell near Flower Fruit Mountain to harm Sun Wukong.

Your Majesty, I believe we should swiftly dispatch heavenly troops and generals to annihilate this scoundrel and prevent future troubles.”

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Li Jing, the golden-armored general standing respectfully to the side: "Li Jing, I hereby order you and Nezha to lead 30,000 heavenly soldiers to set up a great net formation to secretly encircle and annihilate the Six-Eared Macaque."

Remember, the operation must be carried out discreetly, without letting Bodhi discover it.

Li Jing clasped his hands in obeisance and accepted the order, his voice booming like a bell: "Your subject obeys!"

"We will definitely capture the Six-Eared Macaque and bring him to justice!"

Nezha stood beside Li Jing, a playful smile playing on his lips. He flicked his Fire-Tipped Spear and whispered, "Father, this Six-Eared Macaque is quite an interesting fellow. I've heard he can hear all the sounds of the Three Realms and is incredibly prescient."

We need to be careful this time, lest he get away.

Li Jing glared at Nezha and scolded him in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense!"

This is His Majesty's secret decree, and there is no room for error.

"Get ready quickly, we'll depart in half an hour!"

In a dense forest near Huaguo Mountain, the Six-Eared Macaque sat cross-legged on an ancient tree, holding a talisman in his hand. The talisman was covered in blood-red light and exuded an eerie aura.

His eyes were slightly closed, and it seemed as if countless sounds were intertwined in his ears, taking in all the movements in the world.

"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong..."

The Six-Eared Macaque muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips, "Bodhi Patriarch was right, you monkey are very tough. Unfortunately, meeting me, the Six-Eared Macaque, is your doom!"

A dark blue flame suddenly ignited in the talisman in his hand, and the talisman transformed into a streak of blood-red light that shot straight into the sky.

The Six-Eared Macaque opened his eyes, a smug glint in them: "The spell is complete. Within three days, Sun Wukong will surely be annihilated!"
Then I can take his place, become the true master of Journey to the West, and enjoy boundless merit!

However, he did not notice that in the distance, a golden light was quietly gathering, and 30,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, led by Li Jing and Nezha, had surrounded the dense forest.

The Heavenly Net Formation silently unfolded, golden light like silk threads, densely weaving into an invisible giant net, trapping the Six-Eared Macaque within.

"Nezha, attack!"

Li Jing let out a low shout, and with a wave of his pagoda, countless golden lights transformed into divine weapons and blades, shooting towards the Six-Eared Macaque.

The Six-Eared Macaque suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp whistling sound came from his ears. He was startled and thought to himself, "This is bad!"
There's an ambush!

He swayed and transformed into a streak of light, attempting to escape, only to find that the surrounding space had been sealed off. The oppressive force of the Heavenly Net Array rolled in like a mountain, rendering him unable to move.

Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels and wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear, arrived through the air and laughed loudly, "Six-Eared Macaque, where are you going?"
Surrender obediently, or you'll suffer physical pain!

The Six-Eared Macaque gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes: "Nezha brat, don't be so arrogant!"

If I escape today, I will make sure your Heavenly Court is in turmoil!

He formed hand seals and chanted incantations. A six-eared phantom appeared behind him, and sound waves surged outwards in all directions.

Caught off guard, the heavenly soldiers and generals were struck by the sonic waves, causing them to bleed from all seven orifices and their formation to fall into chaos.

Nezha, however, was not afraid at all. With a flick of his Fire-Tipped Spear, he transformed it into thousands of spear shadows, blocking all the sound waves.

"Little tricks!"

Nezha sneered and moved like lightning, instantly closing in on the Six-Eared Macaque.

The fire-tipped spear pierced straight into his heart, bringing with it a burst of intense flames.

The Six-Eared Macaque dodged to the side with all his might, barely avoiding a fatal blow, but was still struck by the wind from the gun, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood.

He struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with resentment: "Jade Emperor... how cruel you are!"
They even dared to disrupt Bodhi Patriarch's plan!

Li Jing stepped forward, and the pagoda in his hand shone brightly with golden light, firmly suppressing the Six-Eared Macaque.

He said coldly, "Six Ears, His Majesty is merciful and will spare your whole body."

Why don't you confess your guilt immediately?

The Six-Eared Macaque laughed wildly, his laughter filled with sorrow: "Confess your guilt?"
Hahaha!
Bodhi plotted against me, the Jade Emperor plotted against me, where in the world can I, the Six Ears, find refuge?
Enough, enough! Today, let my soul return to chaos!

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood that transformed into a streak of blood light that shot into the sky, forcefully tearing open a corner of the Heavenly Net Formation.

Nezha and Li Jing were shocked and were about to give chase when they saw the figure of the Six-Eared Macaque faintly appear in the bloody light, and then vanished without a trace.

"Ran?"

Nezha frowned, slamming his Fire-Tipped Spear heavily into the ground. "This guy's got a really tough life!"

Li Jing's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "This scoundrel is seriously injured. How far can he escape?"

"Send the order: the entire army must search the mountains and find his whereabouts!"

Meanwhile, in the Lingxiao Palace, Bodhi was invited by the Jade Emperor and sat down to one side, with a cup of tea in front of him.

The Jade Emperor smiled and spoke gently: "Fellow Daoist Bodhi, the matter of the ginseng fruit tree at Wuzhuang Temple has been making headlines recently. Has Zhen Yuanzi caused you any trouble?"

Bodhi felt a chill run down his spine, vaguely sensing that the Jade Emperor's words had a hidden meaning, but he could only go along with it and say, "Zhen Yuanzi did come to see me, but this matter was caused by Sun Wukong. I have already explained to him that this boy is of no use and that he should deal with him as he sees fit."

The Jade Emperor nodded, seemingly casually saying, "Oh?"

So, does that mean Sun Wukong is insignificant?
However, I heard that something happened near Flower Fruit Mountain, which seems to be related to Journey to the West.

Fellow Daoist, do you know the details?

Upon hearing this, Bodhi's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He did some calculations, only to find the heavens in complete chaos, and the Six-Eared Macaque's aura completely vanished! (End of Chapter)