Chaos Spirit Field

Tianpeng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond, but Sun Wukong said nonchalantly, "Want to know the reason? Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to throw a stone to ask for directions?"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Dasheng quickly picked up a huge rock several feet high on the shore and threw it into the quicksand river. In an instant, huge waves rose in the river, splashing water everywhere.

Tianpeng, who was standing by, couldn't help but gloat over the situation and said, "Monkey, you're not just testing the waters, you're simply destroying your entire family! If it turns out that the person living in this quicksand river isn't Sha Wujing, you'll be in trouble."

The Great Sage Sun replied nonchalantly, "Hmph. In the Three Realms, when have I ever feared anyone? If it wasn't Juanlian who lived in the Flowing Sand River, who else could it be?"

At that moment, two figures suddenly flew out of the Flowing Sand River. One was dressed in elegant yellow, wielding an incredibly sharp three-pointed, double-edged sword. His piercing eyes gleamed from his forehead. This figure was none other than Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, the god of war feared throughout the three realms. The other was a gorgeous woman in a miniskirt. Her long legs, white as snow and smooth as jade, shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, causing Long Shisi to gulp repeatedly.

The woman shouted angrily, "Who threw the stone just now?" Her voice was deafening and echoed throughout the sky above the Liusha River.

Long Shisi quickly replied, "Beautiful lady, that monkey with the stick threw it. I am Long Shisi, the number one of the Dragon Clan. May I ask your name, young lady?"

The woman said with a half-smile, "My name is Yang Nezha. Let's get to know each other better when we have the chance."

As the saying goes, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Among the three realms, the dragon clan fears the lawless Nezha the most. Long Shisi asked uncertainly, "Which Nezha?"

The woman said sinisterly, "Nezha, the one who skinned and tendoned Ao Bing and stewed him in soup, you bastard dragon, why don't you try my cooking skills?"

Long Shisi said in a frivolous tone, "Beauty, do you want to take off my clothes? Just tell me. I'll give you a chance."

The woman said to Yang Jian beside her in a coquettish tone: "Second brother, that bastard dragon bullied me, help me beat him up."

Yang Jian softly consoled her, "Fourth sister, I will vent my anger for you right now."

Long Shisi was so scared that he almost died. He was really afraid of lust. He said quickly, "Master Erlang, I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously."

Yang Jian remained unmoved. He said, "You dare to tease my fourth sister. You must be punished. Take it."

Seeing Yang Jian's relentless pursuit, Long Shisi's anger reached its peak. Even a clay figure still had some rage left. He shouted, "Two senior brothers, Junior Sister Yun Duo, just watch me get bullied and fight me shoulder to shoulder!"

Zhao Yunduo said, "Fourteenth Senior Brother, you really deserve a beating for saying such obscene things to a girl. Uncle Yang Jian, please don't beat Fourteenth Senior Brother to death. He still needs to take me west."

Yang Jian smiled and replied, "Animals will only behave themselves after being castrated."

When Long Shisi heard this, he felt a chill in his crotch. He begged for mercy again and again, "Junior Sister Yunduo, Senior Brother, Second Brother, I will never speak nonsense again. Please ask Master Erlang for mercy."

Zhao Yunduo said, "Uncle, let's just forget it. Brother Fourteen is not a bad person, but he's not very careful with his words. Why are you and my aunt here in the Flowing Sand River? Where's Sha Monk?"

Yang Jian quickly explained: "Yun Duo, this is my fourth sister, not my wife, please don't talk nonsense."

Nezha smiled happily when she heard Zhao Yunduo call her aunt, but her mood immediately turned gloomy when she heard Yang Jian deny it. Tears welled up in her eyes and she almost cried out loud.

Zhao Yunduo said: "Uncle, sometimes true love is right beside you. Which of you two is the one who seeks the scriptures?"

Nezha said, "I am a pilgrim. Brother, the group heading west has arrived. You can go now."

Yang Jian looked at Nezha reluctantly and said gently, "Fourth sister, I'm leaving now. Take care on your journey. We'll see you in Xi Niu Hezhou."

Nezha looked at Yang Jian's departing figure, tears streaming down her face. As her emotions changed, her clothes suddenly changed, transforming into a bodysuit in the blink of an eye, tightly wrapping her long, straight legs.

This sudden change made Long Shisi, who was standing by, secretly feel regretful. He sighed inwardly, "What a pity! I will never be able to see such a beautiful scenery again."

Zhao Yunduo saw Long Shisi's servile appearance and could not help but glared at him fiercely. She should have asked her uncle to castrate him earlier. Then she took Nezha's hand and comforted him softly, "Sister Nezha, don't be sad. There is still a long way to go. Uncle Yang Jian seems to be interested in you."

However, Nezha was not happy about Zhao Yunduo's words. She showed a bitter smile on her face and said helplessly: "Second brother only has brotherly feelings for me, not any romantic feelings."

Tianpeng heard their conversation and came over to comfort them, "Brother Nezha, oh no, that girl. Everything takes time. It's hard for anyone to adapt to a brother suddenly becoming a wife. By the way, how did you suddenly become a woman?"

Nezha took a deep breath, calmed himself, and slowly explained, "The God of Destruction descended into the Endless Abyss, and Luo Tianshuang fled with the Mountain and River Samsara Disk. Countless demons flooded into Xiniu Hezhou. I followed my second brother to eliminate the demons, but unfortunately, I was severely injured by the demons and had no choice but to choose to die."

Tianpeng asked in confusion, "Sister Nezha, were you mistakenly born as a girl?"

Nezha said in a positive tone: "My soul is Lingzhuzi, there is no distinction between men and women, there is nothing wrong with being a woman, you can marry my second brother."

Yang Jian did not walk far. After hearing what Nezha said, he felt very depressed. His best brother turned into a woman and wanted to marry him. What kind of thing was this?

Tian Peng asked in confusion: "Sister Nezha, why didn't you change your name after reincarnation? Yang Jian would be more accepting of it."

Nezha replied, "The name Nezha was chosen by Taiyi Zhenren, who poured all his heart and soul into it. How could I be ungrateful? Sincerity can move mountains and break stones. I will definitely open my second brother's heart and make him marry me."

Zhao Yunduo sighed, "What a touching love story, Sister Nezha. When a man pursues a woman, it's like a mountain between two mountains; when a woman pursues a man, it's like a layer of gauze between two layers. You will definitely succeed. I support you. Come on."

Nezha said firmly: "I will definitely become Second Brother's wife."

Zhao Yunduo felt a little depressed. The man Nezha wanted to marry was his former brother. Although it was difficult, at least there was a chance of success. But the man she liked, Li Xiaoyao, might be his biological father. There was no chance at all.

Zhao Shanhe in the dimensional space was still enjoying himself, but now, sensing his daughter's emotions, his face froze. If he had known this would happen, he should have revealed his identity directly.