Chaos Spirit Field

After a moment of contemplation, Yuyixian said, "Uncle Xuanzang, if your disciple can conquer the City of Heaven, I will serve you as my master."

Zhao Shanhe jokingly said, "Why don't you call it Bird City anymore?"

The Winged Fairy smiled and replied, "The name Heavenly City sounds better. Let's go and see how the battle goes."

As the two of them chatted, they arrived outside the City of Heaven. Yuyixian said with emotion, "Uncle Xuanzang, it seems that we are not destined to be together!"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and replied, "A gentleman does not take away what others love. Although I am a monk, I cannot snatch Brother Randeng's bird."

The Winged Immortal said confidently, "Uncle Xuanzang, your three disciples are all powerful and far superior to my men, but if they cannot break through the gate of the City of Heaven, their efforts will be in vain."

Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "Nephew, it only takes a moment to break through the city gate. Could you please let me give my disciple some pointers?"

"Uncle-master, please do as you please." Yuyixian obviously didn't believe that Zhao Shanhe could reverse the situation with just a few words.

Zhao Shanhe said, "Bajie, use the brute force attack to crash into the city gate."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie transformed into a huge wild boar and crashed into the city gate. Although the gate was shaky, it did not fall down.

"Wukong, the Sky-lifting Stick."

Sun Wukong took out his golden cudgel and poked at the city gate, leaving a hole as big as a bowl. However, it seemed harmless to the huge city gate.

"Sha Monk, use the windmill."

Sha Seng waved his magic staff to subdue demons like a spinning windmill, and the originally indestructible city gate instantly turned into pieces.

Yuyixian was stunned when he saw the broken city gate. He said, "Even if the city gate is broken, your disciples may not be able to win."

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "If Long Shisi had spit some saliva into the reincarnation pool just now, your men would not have been able to be resurrected."

Yuyixian said dejectedly, "Uncle Xuanzang, you win."

Zhao Shan sighed and said helplessly, "Nephew, I didn't win, and you didn't lose either."

Yuyixian asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, I, Yuyixian, can afford to lose." After he said that, he offered up the soul contract.

Zhao Shanhe did not sign a contract with him. He said, "Nephew, what are you doing? If my three disciples were in their prime, they might be able to compete with you. But they are far behind now."

"Uncle Master, don't you still have me?"

"I am just an ordinary monk. Wukong, Pigsy, and Sandy have had their fun fighting. You can stop now."

Seeing the city fall, Long Shisi shouted unhappily, "Master, we fought for a long time and finally won. Little Shisi is hungry. We can't just not take any benefits at all."

Zhao Shanhe was so upset after hearing this that he said awkwardly, "Nephew, please tell that bastard dragon to behave himself and learn his lesson."

The Winged Immortal released his aura. He looked at Long Shisi and said, "Before I converted to Buddhism, I ate five hundred dragons every day. I haven't eaten meat in a long time, and I really miss it."

Upon hearing this, Long Shisi collapsed to the ground in frustration and said in horror, "You are a golden-winged Roc. I was just kidding. Big Brother, help me turn into a horse."

Zhao Shanhe looked at Long Shisi's clumsy performance and felt ashamed. He said, "Nephew, I have overcome this tribulation, right? Isn't it time for you to leave?"

The Winged Immortal replied, "Uncle Xuanzang, let's meet at the Great Leiyin Temple."

"Thank you for your good words. I hope that day will come."

Long Shisi only got up from the ground after he saw the Winged Fairy and the City of Heaven disappear into the sky. Zhu Bajie teased him, "You're such a coward, you little dragon! A mere birdman scared you like this with just a few words."

"Fat pig, if the master wants to eat pork, it depends on whether you are timid or not."

Zhu Bajie said flatteringly, "As long as Master is happy with his meal, I am willing to be torn to pieces and even sacrifice my liver and brain."

"You're such a flatterer. Master, I heard the braised pig's trotters are delicious."

Zhao Shanhe jokingly said, "I still prefer dragon meat. It's chewy."

Long Shisi was so frightened that he quickly turned into a white horse and said in a frivolous tone, "I also like to eat dragon meat, especially old dragons. The Dragon King of the West Sea is good. The older it is, the chewier it is."

Hiding in the shadows, the Dragon King of the West Sea hurried to Zhao Shanhe and bowed respectfully, saying, "Dragon King Ao Shun of the West Sea greets Master Xuanzang. Just now, because of the presence of the Garuda, I was too timid to show myself. Please forgive me."

Zhao Shanhe asked, "Ao Shun, what do you want to talk to me about? Are you planning to take Long Shisi back to the West Sea Dragon Palace again?"

"Master Xuanzang, to be honest, Long Shisi took a dragon clan token from the dragon tomb of the West Sea Dragon Clan. I have prepared a small gift and hope to exchange it from you for the token that is of no use to you."

After Zhao Shanhe collected the gift from the Dragon King of the West Sea, he asked, "Ao Shun, what does the token look like?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea quickly used magic to reveal the key to the Ancestral Dragon's Tomb and looked at Zhao Shanhe with anticipation.

Zhao Shanhe pondered for a moment and said, "Dragon King of the West Sea, my belongings are too messy. I need to sort them out and check if I can find what you mentioned. It's getting late now, so I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

"Then I'll have to trouble Master Xuanzang. Xiaolong will come again tomorrow."

After the West Sea Dragon King left, Long Shisi said, "Master, my cheap father-in-law has plenty of treasures. I must get more from him this time."

Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "Little Fourteen, greed is the original sin. You must remember this."

The sky gradually darkened, and the few of them found a cave. Zhao Shanhe took out the Bagua furnace. He planned to imitate a Zulong key to settle the cause and effect with the West Sea Dragon Palace. After all, he was not in the right.

Long Shisi came over curiously and asked, "Master, what are you preparing to eat?"

Zhao Shanhe said unhappily, "Little Fourteen, I didn't hit you on the head today, are you itching for trouble?"

"Master, you are busy. I am going to go outside to eat some grass. If I lose weight, it will be uncomfortable for you to ride me and you will punish me again."

The next morning, the Dragon King of the West Sea arrived early and presented some gifts. As the saying goes, "The more gifts, the less blame." He asked, "Master Xuanzang, I wonder if you have found the dragon clan's token?"

"I have found it, please take it."

"Thank you very much, Master, for your help. Xiaolong is very grateful. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

After the West Sea Dragon King left, Long Shisi said, "Master, you're really mean. You gave my cheap father-in-law a fake. I understand. The old man's gift was too little. You're trying to blackmail him."

Zhao Shanhe said sinisterly, "I have never given you anything false. Long Shisi, you've been talking too much. Master Bajie wants to eat dragon meat hot pot."

Long Shisi watched as Zhu Bajie walked towards him with a sly grin on his face, holding the Nine-toothed Rake. Although he knew Zhao Shanhe was joking, he was still very scared and said quickly, "Master, spare me. Little Shisi knows I'm wrong."

"Just this once, never happen again."