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

Golden Horn was taken aback, but Silver Horn reacted quickly, sneered, raised the jade bottle and shouted, "Sun Wukong!"

Sun Wukong thought to himself, "How could my alias be taken away?"

He subconsciously responded, and the next moment, he was sucked back into the bottle, the opening of which was sealed shut by the talisman once again.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth inside the bottle, cursing himself for his carelessness, but there was nothing he could do but secretly search for a way to escape.

Standing atop the mountain, Jiang Wang sensed the movement from the Lotus Cave in the distance, and his heart stirred slightly.

He took out the jade pendant and gently stroked it, the faint fragrance of the Heart-Losing Pill wafting out.

Sun Wukong's predicament is precisely the opportunity for him to complete his mission.

But as he gazed at the lotus cave shrouded in demonic energy in the distance, a hint of hesitation arose in his heart.

On the journey to the West, demons and monsters appeared one after another. If Sun Wukong remained in a daze for three years, how would Tang Sanzang cope? But if he failed to complete the mission, he would lose too much.

He sighed deeply, rose into the clouds, and headed towards the Dragon-Suppressing Cave, his eyes filled with determination.

Sun Wukong was trapped in the jade bottle, surrounded by pitch blackness. The bottle walls were smooth as a mirror, cold to the touch, and exuded a sinister, demonic aura.

He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the bottle, his brows furrowed, his mind racing as he considered how to escape.

The smug voice of the Silver Horned King still echoed in his ears, as if mocking him for being trapped by such a small magic weapon, even though he was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

The monkey snorted coldly, a glint of cunning flashing in its eyes, but a sly smile curled at the corner of its mouth.

He reached into his ear and pulled out the golden cudgel. With a gentle shake, the cudgel became as thin as a needle, gleaming with a cold light.

He whispered, "Old Sun wants to see what this broken bottle can do to me!"

Having said that, he plucked a hair from his body, blew on it gently, and it transformed into a diamond drill, its cold light gleaming, pointing straight to the bottom of the bottle.

He gripped the diamond drill, mustered all his strength, and drilled hard into the bottom of the bottle.

The bottle walls were incredibly hard, as if they contained the mysteries of heaven and earth. But Sun Wukong was no ordinary man; he could somersault 108,000 li in a single bound. What was this obstacle to him? As the drill spun, sparks flew everywhere, and a fine crack gradually appeared on the bottom of the bottle.

He gritted his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead, his hands drilling faster and faster, the cracks widening until finally, "snap!"

With a thud, a small hole appeared at the bottom of the bottle.

Although the opening was small, a sliver of light shone through, like a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

Sun Wukong was overjoyed. He immediately transformed into a tiny black ant, crawled out along the crack, and emerged from the jade bottle in the blink of an eye.

After escaping, Sun Wukong did not rush to show himself.

He crouched in a corner outside the bottle, his ant-like body as light as a feather, hidden in the shadows, quietly observing the movements around him.

The Silver Horned King stood smugly at the cave entrance, holding a jade bottle and muttering something like, "Even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven is nothing more than this."

Things like that.

Sun Wukong sneered inwardly, thinking, "What a reckless monster! I'll settle the score with you!"

He swayed and returned to his original form, but instead of revealing his true form, he transformed into a short, wretched monkey demon, calling himself "Zhe Xingsun".
Standing arrogantly in front of the Silver Horn King, he shouted, "You monster, I am Zhe Xingsun, and I have come to test the power of your Jade Bottle!"

Silver Horn King was taken aback and looked "Zhe Xingsun" up and down.
Seeing his rat-like face and weak breath, he was nothing like the majestic and awe-inspiring Sun Wukong.

He laughed heartily, raised the jade bottle, and said loudly, "Sun Wukong, if you are inside the bottle, answer quickly!"

Sun Wukong was prepared. He opened his mouth and shouted in a strange voice, "Grandpa is here!"

Upon hearing this, the jade bottle immediately lost its spiritual power; the light at the mouth of the bottle dimmed, and it no longer had any suction force.

Silver Horn King's expression changed drastically, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes. He hurriedly picked up the jade bottle, turned around, and fled back into the cave, closing the door tightly and daring not to show himself again.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes.

He didn't rush to give chase, but stood still, squinting at the tightly closed cave entrance, thinking to himself, "This monster is quite clever, acting arrogantly because of its treasure. It's a pity it ran into Old Sun. You're unlucky!"

A thought flashed through his mind. He remembered that Tang Sanzang was still in the hands of the demon, and that Bajie and Sha Wujing were trapped somewhere. He frowned slightly and decided to find out the details of the demon first.

He swayed and transformed into a fly, buzzing and flapping his wings as he flew towards the cave, squeezing through the crack in the cave entrance.

The cave was eerily dark, with a few ghostly green lights hanging on the stone walls, making the entire cave feel sinister.

The Silver Horned King sat on a stone chair, his expression shifting between light and dark, toying with a jade bottle in his hand, as if pondering a solution.

The few lesser demons nearby trembled with fear and dared not utter a sound.

Sun Wukong, transformed into a fly, landed on the stone beam, pricked up his ears, and listened intently to the monsters' conversation.

The Silver Horn King snorted coldly, "That monkey is extremely cunning. Although the Jade Bottle is wonderful, I'm afraid it can't trap him."

"Right now, Tang Sanzang and those two monks are still in our hands. We might as well use them as bait to lure that monkey away, so he won't come back to cause trouble again."

A little demon hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Your Majesty is wise! Why not send someone to tell him that we have moved Tang Sanzang to Black Wind Mountain, three thousand miles to the east, and let him go to find him? I guarantee he will fall for our trick!"

Upon hearing this, King Silver Horn's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness. He nodded and said, "Alright, let's go with this plan! Pass on my orders to send Bashan Tiger and Yihai Dragon to Yalong Cave to invite Mother. Bring the Golden Rope, and we can deal with that monkey later!"

The little demons responded in unison and hurriedly went to make the arrangements.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong sneered inwardly: "What a monster! Trying to trick me? Don't you know how powerful your grandfather is!"

He didn't rush to expose them, but instead pretended to leave, transforming into a golden light and flying out of the cave, pretending to go east.

After flying dozens of miles, he somersaulted back, transforming into a flea, hiding in the fur of the Bashan tiger, and followed the two little demons to the Yalong Cave.

On the way, Bashanhu and Yihailong muttered to themselves, complaining that King Silver Horn was ruthless and that sending them to fetch their old mother would likely bring them trouble.

Sun Wukong secretly noted it down, thinking to himself, "This old monster in the Dragon-Suppressing Cave must have some background. I'll go and find out!"

Halfway there, Sun Wukong seized the opportunity, jumped off the Bashan Tiger, transformed back into his original form, and with a swift stroke of his staff, utterly annihilated the two little demons.

He plucked a hair from his body, blew on it, and it transformed into the shape of Yihai Dragon, while he himself became Bashan Tiger, swaggering off to Yalong Cave.

On the way, his mind raced, and he thought to himself, "This monster's mother must be a formidable character. The Jade Bottle and the Golden Rope are both treasures, and she probably has other tricks up her sleeve."

We must proceed with caution to avoid capsizing.

Yalong Cave is located in a deep valley, surrounded by strange rocks and shrouded in mist. A golden light faintly shines through the cave entrance, as if a treasure is guarding it.

Sun Wukong, disguised as the Bashan Tiger, carries the "Yihai Dragon".
He walked into the cave with his head held high.

The cave was resplendent in gold and jade, with dragons and snakes carved on the stone walls. In the center, a golden furnace burned with a ghostly blue flame, emitting a strange medicinal fragrance.

An old woman stood beside the stove, wearing a golden robe, her face kind but with a hint of eeriness.

She looked up at the newcomers, her voice hoarse: "Bashanhu, Yihailong, you've come at the right time. What trouble has that kid Yinjiao gotten into this time that requires my intervention?"

Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "This old monster has an extraordinary bearing; he's probably not easy to deal with."

He composed himself and, mimicking Bashanhu's tone, respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the Silver Horn King is being harassed by Sun Wukong and has specially ordered me to invite you to bring the Golden Rope to lend him a hand."

Upon hearing this, the old woman's eyes flashed with a smile, and she slowly said, "That monkey is a troublesome character, but I have a Vajra Pill here, which has been refined for three hundred years and is specifically designed to subdue the mind of a demon monkey."

"You two come with me, retrieve the elixir, and then take the Golden Rope back."

Upon hearing "Diamond Pill," Sun Wukong...
His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "What a treasure! If I could get my hands on it, it would definitely help me greatly increase my cultivation!"

He remained calm and followed the old woman deeper into the cave.

Upon reaching a secret chamber, the old woman opened a jade box and took out three golden pills that radiated a rich spiritual energy.

She handed the elixir to "Yihailong".
He instructed, "This elixir is extremely precious and must not be shown to others lightly."

Go back and tell Silver Horn that if necessary, use this pill to lure that monkey; he'll be completely disoriented and at our mercy.

Sun Wukong accepted the elixir, secretly delighted, but remained outwardly calm. He feigned taking his leave, taking with him the "Sea Dragon".

Leave the Yalong Cave.

Halfway there, he deliberately slowed his pace, pretending there was a stone in his shoe, and squatted down, taking the opportunity to slip "Yihailong" (a type of stone).

He sent them away first, then transformed himself into a mosquito and silently returned to the Yalong Cave.

He thought to himself, "Since that old monster has such a treasure, there must be other good things in the cave. How can I not investigate?"

He flew into the cave and headed straight for the alchemy furnace. Sure enough, he saw another Vajra Pill inside, radiating an alluring light.

Sun Wukong could no longer resist. He transformed back into his original form, reached out and took out the pill, holding it in his palm to examine it closely.

The elixir was golden in color, with faint cloud-like patterns flowing within it, and it had a refreshing fragrance that went straight to the heart and lungs.

He was itching to try it, thinking to himself, "How can such a good thing be allowed to go to a monster? I'll have a taste first!"

After saying that, he swallowed the Vajra Pill in one gulp, and felt a surge of heat rise from his dantian and rush straight to his head.

At first, he felt refreshed and relaxed, but after a while, his mind was filled with a stormy sea, countless distracting thoughts came rushing in, and the scene before him was distorted, as if it were real or an illusion.

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but found his consciousness becoming increasingly muddled. It was as if countless voices were whispering in his ears, making it impossible for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.

He gritted his teeth and growled, "Damn it, we've fallen for their trap!"

No matter how much she struggled, her consciousness seemed to plummet into an abyss, gradually becoming blurred.

Just then, a golden light flashed inside the cave, and the old woman's figure slowly emerged, revealing a familiar yet unfamiliar face—it was Jiang Wang! She stood with her hands behind her back, a smile playing on her lips, and murmured, "Sun Wukong, in the end, he was still greedy."

"This Vajra Pill was refined by me using the power of the Chaos Pearl, specially prepared for you, you impudent monkey."

Jiang Wang approached Sun Wukong, bent down to examine his bewildered eyes, and nodded in satisfaction.

She stretched out her hand, and a faint light appeared in her palm, as if she were probing something.

After a moment, she sighed softly and muttered to herself, "The refining progress of the Chaos Pearl is one step closer, but it is still far from being perfected, and I still need a lot of experience points."

"Well, now that the monkey has fallen for it, Silver Horn's side can have some peace and quiet for a while."

She turned to look outside the cave, a complex expression flashing in her eyes, as if she were pondering her next move.

Sun Wukong slumped to the ground, his consciousness hazy, yet he vaguely sensed Jiang Wang's presence.

He gritted his teeth, trying to circulate his spiritual energy to resist the corrosive effects of the pill, but the chaotic power clung to his soul like a maggot.

He thought to himself with resentment, "That cunning vixen! How dare she scheme against me! Once I'm sober, I'll make her pay!"

But right now, he could only let his consciousness sink into oblivion, his vision blurred, and he gradually lost all awareness of the outside world.

Jiang Wang stood aside, quietly watching Sun Wukong, his eyes filled with a touch of emotion.

She whispered, "Sun Wukong, you monkey, you were born rebellious and destined for greatness."

Unfortunately, having met me, Jiang Wang, they're bound to suffer some hardships.

She turned and walked towards the alchemy furnace. With a light tap of her finger, the flames inside the furnace suddenly went out, and the cave returned to silence.

She took one last look at Sun Wukong, then transformed into a golden light and disappeared into the depths of the Yalong Cave, leaving behind a lingering fragrance and the unconscious Great Sage Equaling Heaven.

Jiang Wang hid in the clouds, his clothes fluttering in the wind, but his gaze never left the continuous mountain range below.

At the summit of Mount Ling, the aftershocks of the Western Immortals' meeting still lingered in the air, faintly revealing a sense of impending doom.

The three great masters, Bodhi Patriarch, Tathagata Buddha, and Dipankara Buddha, gathered together to discuss the awe-inspiring impact brought about by Kong Xuan's comprehension of the Five Elements Great Dao.

Kong Xuan's breakthrough was like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the Western religion, leaving them in a dilemma.

Although lighting the lamp helped Bodhi and Tathagata escape their predicament, the sense of defeat lingered and could not be shaken off.

Jiang Wang watched coldly, a slight smile playing on his lips, but a deep calculation flashed in his eyes.

The decision was quickly reached.

Buddha and Dipankara returned to Mount Ling to oversee and solidify the foundation of the Western Sect, while Bodhi was entrusted with the important task of advancing the Journey to the West.

Jiang Wangxin knew that this journey to the West was no longer a simple pilgrimage, but a chessboard for the power struggles of various forces.

He lay low here, observing the situation and waiting for the right opportunity.

From the direction of the Dragon-Suppressing Cave, faint fluctuations of demonic energy emanated from the mountains below. Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened slightly, as if he sensed something, but he did not move. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, his robes swaying gently in the wind, like an unmoving statue.

Meanwhile, a mournful sound filled the Dragon-Suppressing Cave.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn, two demon kings, stood before the corpse of their mother, the nine-tailed fox, overwhelmed with grief.

The cave was dark, with only a few dim oil lamps flickering, distorting the faces of the two men, and tears leaving two clear streaks on their rugged faces.

Golden Horn clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, while Silver Horn's eyes were bloodshot, his hand gripping a gleaming Seven Star Sword, the blade trembling slightly as if suppressing boundless rage.

They had sent their little demons to urge Bashanhu and Yihailong to come and help, but they never expected to receive news that the two were already dead.

Suspicious, the two brothers rushed back to Yalong Cave, only to find their mother's cold body lying on the ground, lifeless.

The cave was in a mess, the alchemy furnace was overturned, the fragrance of medicine lingered, and an eerie heaviness filled the air.

Jinjiao knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he stroked his mother's still dignified but lifeless face, murmuring softly, "Mother...who...who killed you..." (End of Chapter)