Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe and his group followed the Holy Infant to the Fire Cloud Cave. Zhu Bajie looked at the cave before him and couldn't help but frown and complained, "Kid, your cave is too simple. There's nothing in it."

After hearing what Zhu Bajie said, the Holy Infant showed a hint of displeasure on his face, and he replied bluntly: "Fat pig, I'm not a child! If you don't like it, you don't have to live here. No one is begging you to come."

Zhao Shanhe rubbed his temples helplessly, thinking that these two people must have had a grudge in their past life. Why did they start arguing as soon as they met? He quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Bajie, please be quiet. After all, this is a desolate mountain area, and finding a place to stay is already very difficult. Wukong, go find something to eat nearby."

Sun Wukong responded, turned around and flew away, still muttering: "Master, I am leaving now."

Seeing Sun Wukong fly away, the Holy Infant suddenly became excited and said to Zhao Shanhe excitedly: "Master Xuanzang, Sun Wukong speaks exactly like he does in Journey to the West!"

Zhao Shanhe felt ashamed upon hearing this, thinking that he, the instigator, had indeed committed some animal cruelty. He said awkwardly, "Holy Infant, fiction is fiction, and reality is reality. They can't be confused. There are many bad people out there. It's safest for you to return to your parents."

The Holy Infant said proudly, "Master Xuanzang, my Samadhi True Fire is no less powerful than Red Boy's, and is more than enough to defeat this fat pig. If you don't replace the fat pig, I will ensure that you will obtain the scriptures in the West."

Zhu Bajie got furious when he heard this. He shouted, "Kid, if you have the guts, go out and fight. I, this old pig, will show you how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is."

The Holy Child replied, "Fat pig, I'll turn you into a roasted pig in a moment."

The two men left the Fire Cloud Cave and prepared to fight. Long Shisi curiously asked Zhao Shanhe, "Master, who will win between the Holy Infant and the Fatty Pig?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly and replied, "The Holy Infant's Samadhi True Fire is indeed powerful. Wukong will most likely suffer at his hands, but he chose the wrong opponent and will most likely lose. Let's just wait and see."

At this moment, the Holy Infant saw Zhu Bajie bringing out the Nine-toothed Rake and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Fat pig, your weapon really is a rake! You can turn over several acres of land in a day!"

After hearing this, Zhu Bajie's eyes widened with anger and he shouted, "Little devil, quickly show your weapon, or people will accuse me of bullying children. It would be dishonorable even if I win."

The Holy Child sneered and summoned his flaming spear, his eyes flashing with anger. "Fat pig, you're courting death! Watch how I turn you into a roasted pig!"

The flaming spear glowed crimson, emitting a scorching heat that threatened to ignite everything around it. As it sliced through the air, a scorching smell filled the air, a testament to its intense heat. Seeing this, Zhu Bajie, fearless, swung his Nine-toothed Rake to meet the attack. The Nine-toothed Rake clashed with the flaming spear, instantly sending countless sparks flying, dazzling like stars in the night sky.

Zhu Bajie said, "Little devil, your Samadhi True Fire may be powerful, but my Nine-toothed Rake is made of Tianhe Black Iron, which is specially designed to counter fire. If this is all you can do, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible."

The Holy Infant put away his Fire Spear and said, "Fat pig, do you dare to take my Samadhi True Fire?"

Zhu Bajie replied, "Why not? If you lose, don't call me fat pig anymore."

The Holy Infant agreed and spit out the Samadhi Fire from his mouth. Zhu Bajie calmly spit out a stream of water from his mouth, which actually extinguished the Samadhi Fire.

Long Shisi said in surprise, "A fat pig can spit out water and even extinguish the Samadhi True Fire. How is this possible?"

Zhao Shanhe said with disdain, "Little Fourteen, although the Samadhi True Fire is powerful, it is still far from being able to match the Water of the Heavenly River. Bajie, don't attack again."

The Holy Infant came to Zhao Shanhe and said dejectedly, "Master Xuanzang, the Holy Infant is really useless. He can't even beat a fat pig. There's no way he can become your disciple."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the pitiful appearance of the Holy Infant, and his fatherly love overflowed. He said, "I can accept you as a registered disciple."

The Holy Infant immediately became excited and kowtowed in greeting. He said, "Holy Infant greets Master. I can also go to the West to obtain scriptures and fight monsters for fun. This is really great."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the Holy Infant and said with a smile: "Holy Infant, the candidates for the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures are determined by Heaven. No one is missing, not even one more person. Your mind is unsettled, so your master suggests that you go to Guanyin Bodhisattva to calm your mind."

The Holy Infant took Zhao Shanhe's hand and said coquettishly, "Master, the Holy Infant doesn't want to be separated from you. Please."

Zhao Shanhe stroked the Holy Infant's head and said calmly, "The journey west is fraught with difficulties. Going against the will of heaven will come at a price. Your opportunity lies in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea. If I can successfully obtain the true scriptures, we will renew our bond as master and disciple. It's getting late, so let's return to Fire Cloud Cave."

Zhao Shanhe and his group returned to Huoyun Cave. Sun Wukong also came back with a lot of spiritual fruits. They ate the spiritual fruits and chatted.

The Holy Infant asked, "Master, why is the Fat Pig's Heavenly River Water so powerful that it can even extinguish the Samadhi True Fire?"

Zhao Shanhe gently tapped the Holy Infant's head and said, "Holy Infant, you have already become my disciple. Bajie is your senior brother. You must not disrespect him. The weak should maintain the minimum respect for the strong."

The Holy Infant said aggrievedly, "Master, Long Shisi called him a fat pig, why didn't you say anything to him?"

"Long Shisi is only my master's mount, not a disciple. He can call Bajie whatever he wants, but you are different from him."

The Holy Infant said happily, "Master, I understand. Long Shisi is an outsider, and I am one of them."

Long Shisi said aggrievedly, "Master, I also want to be your disciple."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand and said, "Alright, you will be my sixth disciple from now on, Lao Liu."

"Master, I'm only a few days behind the eldest brother, so shouldn't I be the second in command?"

"You haven't become a disciple yet, so why not be the sixth disciple? Holy Infant, I have six disciples: the eldest disciple, Sun Wukong; the second disciple, Zhu Bajie; the third disciple, Sha Seng; the fourth disciple, Simba from the Blue Lion Kingdom. You are the fifth disciple, and Long Shisi is the sixth."

Shengying greeted his senior brothers one by one. He had no complaints, after all, there was still the sixth brother, Long Shisi.

Long Shisi felt a little depressed. Everyone was his senior brother. After becoming his disciple, it was disrespectful for him to call his senior brother by his nickname. He could no longer call Zhu Bajie a fat pig, but it didn't stop him from calling him a mean dragon. If he had known this, he would have become his disciple sooner and become the second in command. He wanted to make things difficult for Zhu Bajie, so he asked, "Master, what kind of fire can restrain Second Brother's Tianhe Water?