In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Mingyue frowned: "Senior brother, they have already left. When Master returns, how should we conduct ourselves?"

Qingfeng: "They insisted on leaving; we didn't drive them away."

"When Master returns, he will surely not blame us."

Mingyue: "That's true, but Master once said he wanted to give Tang Sanzang the ginseng fruit..."

Qingfeng pursed his lips and said, "How about we pick the ginseng fruit and secretly give it to Tang Sanzang?"

Mingyue nodded and replied, "That's a good idea. I'll listen to my senior brother."

……

Chen Yi and his companions rested a few hundred meters from the Taoist temple. Sha Wujing was busy cooking, while Zhu Bajie went to herd the horses.

Only Chen Yi and Sun Wukong remained in the thatched hut.

"Master, Master~"

Chen Yi thought it was his disciple calling him, so he responded.

"Hey~"

No, this voice isn't right! It's not the voice of his three disciples!

Chen Yi: "Who is it?"

Behind the tree, a young Taoist boy was waving at him.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Qingfeng, the disciple of Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple.

Chen Yixin was puzzled and walked towards him.

"Little fairy, what brings you here?"

Qingfeng glanced at Sun Wukong and, seeing that he hadn't followed, lowered his voice and said, "Master, please come with me."

Chen Yi: "Okay."

Chen Yi followed him behind a rock, where he saw Mingyue standing there, holding a plate covered with a cloth, so that the contents of the plate could not be seen at all.

Mingyue bowed and said, "Master."

Chen Yi's heart suddenly raced: "What's going on with you two?"

Could it be that he's going to eat that ginseng fruit?

Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Master, my Wuzhuang Temple is in a remote and desolate place. I only have two local vegetarian fruits to offer you to quench your thirst."

Mingyue presented the items, saying, "Master, please!"

Chen Yi lifted the cloth covering the plate, and sure enough, there were two ginseng fruits inside.

He swallowed hard, looked at Qingfeng and Mingyue, and declined, saying, "This...no, no, I appreciate your kindness, but you should keep the fruit for yourselves."

Qingfeng smiled and said, "Master, please don't refuse. This was specially instructed by my master for us to deliver to you."

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up a ginseng fruit, took a bite, and immediately felt refreshed and the taste was incredibly sweet.

After finishing one, Chen Yi's eyes lit up: "May I take it back to eat?"

Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other in surprise.

"This……"

Chen Yi: "I promise I won't let my disciples find out."

Qingfeng: "Master, please do as you please."

"Thank you, two little fairy children." After expressing his gratitude, Chen Yi bid farewell to Qingfeng and Mingyue, carefully put away the remaining ginseng fruit, and returned to the thatched hut.

……

After Chen Yi left, Mingyue said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, Master instructed us not to let Tang Sanzang's disciples know, in case Tang Sanzang lets it slip..."

Qingfeng looked disdainful and said, "Mingyue, Tang Sanzang's eyes are full of greed. He will definitely keep the ginseng fruit for himself and won't tell his disciples."

……

Chen Yi returned to the shed like a gust of wind and rushed straight towards Sun Wukong.

There was only one ginseng fruit, and the first image that came to his mind was that of Sun Wukong.

Pigsy's big mouth is like a door with no guard. If you give him food, he's afraid Pigsy will be greedy and insatiable, wanting more. If he sneaks off to Wuzhuang Temple to steal food, he'll be in big trouble.

He was worried that if he gave it to Sha Wujing, Sha Wujing would feel that he was being unfair and showing favoritism.

He had already eaten one, which would allow him to live for over 40,000 years longer, and he felt content with that, so there was no need for him to eat two.

"Great Sage, Great Sage!"

Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yi hurriedly stuffed the ginseng fruit into Sun Wukong's hand and said in a low voice, "Great Sage, this is a ginseng fruit given to me by a Taoist boy from Wuzhuang Temple. I heard that just smelling this fruit can extend one's life by more than three hundred years, and eating one can grant immortality for more than forty thousand years. This is a really good thing."

"I've already eaten one, so you can have the last one."

"But you have to eat it secretly. You can't tell Bajie and Wujing, or they'll make a scene."

Okay, Chen Yi admits that of his three disciples, he favors Sun Wukong the most.

Sun Wukong took a bite of the ginseng fruit and said with a look of disgust, "This doesn't taste very good either."

He had actually been following the little monk the whole time, so he naturally knew the whole story.

He had originally planned that if the young monk gave the fruit to his two junior brothers instead of him, he would teach the young monk a lesson.

He wasn't greedy for the fruit; after all, he could cultivate to the point of living as long as heaven and earth. He simply hoped that when there were good things, the little monk would think of him first.

Chen Yi: “…”

You're like a well-fed person who doesn't know the hunger of an starving person. You're being picky about things that others crave!

……

After dinner, Chen went to bed early. He was exhausted after traveling all day.

Sun Wukong looked at the sleeping Chen Yi, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He gently touched Chen Yi's forehead, then immediately withdrew his hand.

Just then, Chen Yi suddenly started talking in his sleep: "Great Sage... Great Sage..."

Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat, thinking Chen Yi had woken up, and asked, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

However, Chen Yi did not wake up, but continued to mutter to himself, "Great Sage, eat quickly..."

Sun Wukong: "..."