In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

After a long and tiring night of travel, Pigsy's fat body was soaked with sweat, and his heavy steps made him pant heavily, as if every step required all his strength.

As the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness and shone upon the earth, Pigsy could no longer endure the torment and cried out at the top of his lungs, "Master! Master!"

Wiping the sweat pouring down his forehead, he complained, "We've really traveled far! I'm exhausted! Let's take a break!"

Seeing this, Sun Wukong frowned and scolded impatiently, "Hmph, you lazy bum!"

"Look at that little monk, he's much weaker than you, but he hasn't complained at all. And you're here whining like a baby, aren't you ashamed?!"

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, Chen Yi unconsciously touched his nose, his eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.

Pigsy looked aggrieved, his lips pouting as if he had been wronged, and hurriedly defended himself, saying, "Master, you slept comfortably on this monkey's back all night, so of course you're not tired."

"But I, Old Pig, ran all the way here!"

Hearing this, Sha Wujing smiled憨厚ly and said softly, "Second Brother, I also walked all night, but I don't feel too tired."

After being exposed by his junior brother, Pigsy glared at Sandy and said irritably, "Did I ask you to speak?!"

Seeing this, Chen Yi cleared his throat and then said in a seemingly calm manner, "Well... what Bajie said makes sense. Let's rest for a while first."

Upon hearing this, Pigsy, with his round body like a ball, plopped down on the ground with a "plop," then stretched out his chubby hands and yelled at Chen Yi for food.

He called out impatiently, "Master, hurry, hurry, quickly get me two... oh no, ten big pancakes! My stomach is about to burst with hunger!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi's lips twitched involuntarily, and he muttered to himself: This guy really can eat!

However, he didn't say anything, but silently took out a bag of flatbread from the storage bottle at his waist.

Then, he first counted out ten large flatbreads and handed them to Pigsy. Looking at Pigsy's ravenous eating, he shook his head helplessly.

Then, two large cakes were given to Sha Wujing and Sun Wukong respectively.

Finally, he picked up the last large flatbread and began to nibble on it in small bites.

After being left out for a while, the cake becomes incredibly cold, hard and difficult to chew. When you bite into it, it feels like something is blocking your throat, making you feel choked.

I really don't know how that old pig could swallow such a disgusting pancake.

Chen managed to eat about half a pancake, but then he couldn't swallow any more.

He stared blankly at the remaining half of the cake in his hand, a wave of sorrow washing over him.

If he weren't afraid of being relentlessly pursued by the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor, he would have definitely started a fire, cooked a pot of fragrant rice, and served it with several steaming, delicious dishes for a proper meal.

Sun Wukong saw Chen Yi looking worried over a small piece of cake and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Suddenly, he reached out and snatched the pancake from Chen Yi's hand, and without hesitation, he took a big bite.

Looking at his empty hands, Chen Yi stared blankly at Sun Wukong. Didn't he have enough to eat?

Sun Wukong: "What? You won't let me eat?"

Chen Yi quickly shook his head and said, "Yes! Yes! Of course!"

In truth, he was secretly delighted, wishing that Sun Wukong would eat all of this annoying cake.