In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Two days after being tied up, Pigsy was still nowhere to be found.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled mockingly: "Tang Sanzang, your second disciple wouldn't have abandoned you, would he?"

Chen Yi sighed and said, "Maybe, perhaps..."

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and gave orders to his disciples: "Set up the oil cauldron!"

Chen Yi hurriedly exclaimed, "Oh dear! No, this won't do! Great Immortal, why don't you let my eldest disciple go and fetch reinforcements? They will surely be able to cure your fruit tree."

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, "Tang Sanzang, do you really think this immortal would still believe you?"

"You probably want your eldest disciple to take this opportunity to escape, don't you?"

Chen Yi shook his head helplessly, sighing inwardly that these days, no one even believes the truth.

Seeing that the oil in the cauldron was boiling hot, Zhen Yuanzi shouted again, "Throw Sun Wukong into the cauldron and make him pay for my ginseng fruit tree's life!"

Sun Wukong, as steady as Mount Tai, was lifted up by seven or eight Taoist priests and thrown into a cauldron of boiling oil.

However, just a few seconds after entering, Sun Wukong was ejected from the oil cauldron like a cannonball, flying straight into the air.

The Taoist priests were stunned and cried out in unison, "Master, the pot is leaking!"

Zhen Yuanzi peeked out and, sure enough, found that the pot had a large hole in it.

He said irritably, "You monkey, you ran away, and you even broke my pot."

Chen Yi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sha Wujing also revealed a simple and honest smile.

Zhen Yuanzi knew that Sun Wukong was difficult to capture. His cold eyes, like icy blades, pierced straight at Chen Yi: "Fine, I'll spare your life for now."

“Disciples, change the pot and fry that Tang Sanzang.”

Sun Wukong landed like a bolt of lightning, shouting, "Wait!"

"Don't blow up my master, blow up me instead, I'll let you blow me up this time."

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Chen Yi was moved to tears, and thought to himself: Good heavens, the Great Sage Sun actually called him Master!

In the past, they always called him "little monk"!

Zhen Yuanzi let out a wild laugh: "Hahaha..."

"Sun Wukong, I know your abilities, but today, even if you have the power to reach the heavens and the earth, you will not escape from my palm."

"Even if I were to meet the Buddha, he would still have to return my ginseng fruit tree."

Sun Wukong said dismissively, "It's just a fruit tree, why make such a fuss about killing it?"

"What if I could revive your fruit trees?"

Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed: "If you can revive my precious tree, I will become your sworn brother."

Sun Wukong readily agreed, "Alright, it's a deal."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Zhen Yuanzi quickly stopped him: "Where do you think you're going?"

Sun Wukong said impatiently, "I need to find a cure to revive your fruit tree."

Zhen Yuanzi: "What if you go and never return? There needs to be a time limit."

Sun Wukong: "Speak then."

Zhen Yuanzi narrowed his eyes and warned, "If you do not return in three days, the lives of your master and your junior brother will be in grave danger..."

Sun Wukong replied without hesitation, "Alright, three days it is."

"My master is with you, so you must treat him well. If he loses even a fraction of his weight, I, the Great Sage, will not let you off easily."

Zhen Yuanzi: "Don't worry."

Sun Wukong's gaze was sharp as he stared intently at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi hurriedly shouted, "Great Sage, go and beg Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Sun Wukong nodded slightly to him, then flew away.

After Sun Wukong left, Chen Yi and Sha Wujing were untied, and Zhen Yuanzi arranged accommodations for them, treating them very well.