In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Sun Wukong got up from the shore and had just washed his face when he heard a sound coming from the mountain.

He was puzzled and followed the sound.

The higher you go, the clearer the sound becomes.

"My husband..."

"You died such a terrible death..."

Sun Wukong climbed up to the pavilion and immediately saw a woman burning paper money.

The woman glanced at Sun Wukong and then began to speak to herself: "My husband was poisoned to death by the abbot of Huanghua Temple three days ago, just because he had a few words with him."

Chen Yi's smug voice suddenly came from his chest: "Great Sage, did you hear that? Luckily, you all listened to me back then and didn't go into that Yellow Flower Temple."

Sun Wukong helplessly transmitted his voice to Chen Yi: "Yes, yes, you're the best."

The woman continued, "I am just a woman, powerless and weak. How can I possibly avenge my husband?"

"But why do you look so worried?"

Sun Wukong sighed and said, "You don't know this, but that Dao Lord has a thousand eyes under his ribs, radiating ten thousand rays of golden light, and his power is truly astonishing."

Chen Yi listened silently. He had originally intended to teach Sun Wukong a lesson, so he hadn't told him that he could seek help from Pilanpo. Now, hearing Sun Wukong's dejected tone, he felt a pang of sympathy for him.

The woman continued, "That Taoist priest is a hundred-eyed demon king, also known as the Many-Eyed Monster. If you want to break his golden light, you need to find a Bodhisattva."

Sun Wukong quickly asked, "Oh? May I ask which Bodhisattva you are? Please enlighten me, female benefactor."

The woman shook her head, her face full of helplessness, and said, "Alas, I'm afraid it's too late."

Sun Wukong pressed on, asking, "Why is that?"

The woman replied, "That Bodhisattva is thousands of miles away. If we go too late, it may be too late."

Sun Wukong had thought it was a big problem, but he laughed and said, "No problem, no matter how far away it is, I can return in half a day. Please guide me, Bodhisattva."

The woman replied, "Okay..."

“In the Thousand Flower Cave of Purple Cloud Mountain, there is a woman named Pilanpo, who is the mother of the Pleiades Star Lord.”

Sun Wukong exclaimed in surprise, "The Pleiades Star Lord, isn't that just a big rooster?"

The woman nodded and replied, "It is indeed his mother."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Then isn't she just an old hen?"

Chen Yi: ...Great Sage, I'm truly impressed by your mouth!

"Go quickly and save your master." After saying this, the woman disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Chen Yi, nestled against Sun Wukong's chest, had his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg.

Is this even an NPC? Doesn't he speak based on facts at all? Where was he arrested?

Sun Wukong gently put Chen Yi down and transformed him back to his original form.

Sun Wukong raised his sword-like eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "Little monk, you were clearly not captured, so why do you think she said that?"

Chen Yi shrugged helplessly and replied, "She probably thinks I'm too weak and will definitely not escape the misfortune of being captured by a monster."

Sun Wukong patted Chen Yi's bald head and teased, "You little monk, you are indeed frail. Otherwise, why would you only want to turn into an ant as soon as you see a monster?"

Chen Yi scratched his head and chuckled, "Hehe~ I just like being with the Great Sage. Without the Great Sage, I would die."

Being by Sun Wukong's side was incredibly reassuring; without Sun Wukong, he would probably have become a monster's meal long ago.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's eyes darkened, as if they could pierce through Chen Yi's soul: "Little monk, remember what you said today."

He would die without him. This little monk's feelings for him were deeper than he had imagined. No wonder he was so clingy. Well, he would just have to accept it reluctantly.

Chen Yi looked into Sun Wukong's eyes, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, but he still nodded firmly.

He wasn't wrong. If Sun Wukong hadn't protected him on the journey to the West, he would have indeed died. Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were definitely not up to par.