The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

"Whether it's him or not, we'll know once we catch that Pigsy, won't we?" Sun Wukong said meaningfully upon hearing this.

Upon seeing this, Ao Lie's expression tightened slightly. Recalling his previous experience, he couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for Marshal Tianpeng.

Just as he had predicted, after enjoying the lavish hospitality at Gao Village, Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Ao Bing immediately set off to capture Zhu Ganglie without resting for a moment.

Within half an hour, they successfully found Zhu Ganglie's hiding place.

……

Ao Lie looked at Zhu Ganglie, who was being ganged up on by Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and Nezha, and was screaming and begging for mercy. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes, unable to bear to look at him.

He secretly rejoiced that only his cousin had attacked him earlier, instead of this gang beating. Moreover, the other party had shown mercy, preventing him from ending up like the reincarnated Marshal Tianpeng, who was treated like a toy, kicked and slapped around. He was truly pitiful!

"Cousin, do they have some old grudge against Marshal Tianpeng?" Seeing that Yang Jian and the others showed no sign of stopping, Ao Lie looked at Ao Bing, who remained calm, and asked curiously in a low voice.

"It should be... no." Ao Bing looked at the three people in front of him who were looking very interested, pondered for a moment, and said somewhat uncertainly.

As Zhu Bajie's screams grew weaker and weaker, Ao Lie swallowed hard and asked hesitantly, "Then what's wrong with them...?"

"Hmm—they probably harbor resentment about this journey to the west, and that Pigsy just happened to run into them, so he lost control for a moment," Ao Bing explained somewhat absentmindedly after a moment of silence.

"Is that so?" Ao Lie glanced at the group of people in front of him, couldn't help but shiver, and said in a stammering voice.

“Right—” Ao Bing nodded and casually agreed.

Ao Lie stared at Zhu Ganglie, who was now unable to utter a sound, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Don't worry, because you're a dragon, Nezha and the others won't lay a hand on you on the way to the Western Paradise," Ao Bing said casually, glancing at him.

Upon hearing this, Ao Lie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Yang Jian and the others wouldn't stop anytime soon, he stepped closer to Ao Bing and asked curiously, "That Tang Sanzang..."

"Still alive, won't die." Ao Bing said casually, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"That's good! I heard that he is the reincarnation of Ling Chanzi. If..." Ao Lie's words were cut off by a meaningful look from Ao Bing, and he shut his mouth awkwardly. In his heart, he couldn't help but wonder what Tang Seng had encountered that would make Ao Bing show such an expression.

Fifteen minutes later, Sun Wukong, dragging a bruised and battered Pigsy who was barely breathing, walked toward them, chatting and laughing with Yang Jian and Nezha.

"What do you plan to do with him?" Ao Bing glanced at the unrecognizable Zhu Ganglie and asked directly.

"Since we can't kill him, let's send him to reunite with Tang Sanzang, so he won't harm ordinary people here," Sun Wukong said calmly, kicking Zhu Ganglie.

Although he had previously shown murderous intent towards Zhu Ganglie, he did not actually intend to take his life. He only wanted to test the reaction of the Heavenly Dao of this small world. However, he was blocked by an invisible force, which made him very unhappy.