In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Sha Wujing: "Master, are we just going to wait here like this?"

Chen Yi, his face filled with sorrow, slowly replied, "Yes!"

They waited for Zhen Yuanzi to come and take them away.

Sure enough, the next morning, a Taoist priest with an otherworldly air and dressed in a blue robe appeared.

"Elder——"

"This humble Taoist bows in reverence."

Chen Yi put his hands together, nodded and said, "This humble monk returns the greeting."

The Taoist priest said in a loud voice, "Elder, where do you come from, and where do you intend to go?"

Chen Yi replied, "This humble monk comes from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and wishes to travel to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

The Taoist priest then asked, "Having come from the east, have you passed through this desolate mountain of mine?"

Although he already knew the answer, Chen Yi still pretended to ask, "Is it the Wuzhuang Temple?"

The Taoist priest nodded slightly: "It seems that the elder has already passed by my Wuzhuang Temple."

Sun Wukong chimed in, "I didn't pass by."

The Taoist priest's face darkened, and Chen Yi hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Sun Wukong was speechless...

The Taoist priest's lips curled into a sneer, his expression instantly changing: "Tang Sanzang, you're quite a wise man."

Having said that, he looked at Sun Wukong and coldly rebuked him: "You impudent monkey, you still want to deceive the heavens and cross the sea?"

"You knocked down my ginseng fruit tree, and you still won't admit it? Give me back my tree right now!"

After being scolded, Sun Wukong's face instantly turned gloomy, and he immediately ran towards Zhen Yuanzi.

Chen Yi was greatly alarmed and shouted, "Great Sage! Wait! Don't..."

Unfortunately, his words were like a stone sinking into the sea, and the two were already locked in a fierce battle.

Before they could even exchange two moves, the three of them, master and disciples, were easily captured by Zhen Yuanzi's Qiankun Sleeve, just like mice being toyed with by a cat.

Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing quickly shielded Chen Yi in the middle.

The three of them were captured without any resistance.

He was taken back to Wuzhuang Temple by Zhen Yuanzi.

"Ouch!"

As soon as he was released, Chen Yi sat down on the ground like a broken porcelain doll, wincing in pain.

"Little monk, are you alright?"

"Master!"

Chen Yi shook his head, enduring the pain, and gave his two apprentices a smile that looked more like a grimace, saying, "I'm fine."

Seeing Chen Yi's comical action of rubbing his buttocks, Zhen Yuanzi was shocked for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

How could the reincarnated Jin Chanzi be so vulgar and unbearable?

As soon as they gained a foothold, the three of them were like prey caught in a spider's web, tightly bound by red ropes that sprang from the stone lion.

Zhen Yuanzi shouted loudly, "Clear breeze and bright moon!"

"Master."

Zhen Yuanzi: "Bring me my Dragon Skin Seven-Star Whip."

"Yes!"

Mingyue: "Master, the whip has arrived. Which one should we strike first?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Tang Sanzang, your master is disrespectful. Beat him first."

"!!!"

Chen Yi: "Ouch! No, no, no! Hit the Great Sage first!" He's afraid of getting hurt!

Sun Wukong: "Wait!"

"I was the one who knocked down the fruit tree; it has nothing to do with the little monk. Why didn't you hit me first!"

The master and apprentice spoke at the same time, but their words were completely different.

Sun Wukong turned his head and looked at Chen Yi, his eyes filled with shock.

Chen Yi blinked, her big eyes filled with grievance, looking at him pitifully.

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, turned his head away, and decided to avoid seeing it.

Zhen Yuanzi: "Hahaha...you monkey do have some guts."

Sun Wukong: "Of course!"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Alright, give him thirty lashes."

Sun Wukong looked disdainful, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Too little."

After being hit, Sun Wukong showed no fear, but instead provocatively said, "Hit harder, did you not eat?"

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, Chen Yi felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

Zhen Yuanzi: "Tang Sanzang allowed his disciples to commit violence; he shall be lashed thirty times."

Sun Wukong, however, did not take it seriously and said loudly, "You are wrong again. It was my second junior brother who stole the fruit, and it was I who knocked down the fruit tree. He knows nothing about it."

“Even if he has made mistakes, I, as his disciple, should bear the consequences for him.”

"Come on, hit me then."

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly: "Your second junior brother?"

He then remembered that Tang Sanzang had three disciples, but only two were present at the time.

Sun Wukong: "That's right, it's just a pity he's not here, otherwise you could have given him a hundred lashes."

Pigsy: ...Listen to me, thank you!

Chen Yi hurriedly said, "Great Immortal Zhenyuan, please hear me out."

"My second apprentice has gone to find a way to revive the fruit tree. I hope the great immortal will be merciful and spare us this time."

Zhen Yuanzi's expression was cold: "Is that so? In that case, let's continue to beat this rascal."

"When your second apprentice returns, even if he heals the fruit tree, he will still be punished with the whip."

Chen Yi: “…”

He could only watch helplessly as Sun Wukong was once again punished with thirty lashes.