Kidnapping the entire Journey to the West, starting by turning Sun Wukong against his own side.

Guanyin Temple.

Inside the magnificent hall, an old monk, draped in a brocade robe and with prayer beads around his neck, sat on a prayer mat, listening to the reports from the young monks below.

"Master, the worshippers have donated a lot of money today, enough for you to buy the top courtesan at Chunfeng Pavilion."

The old monk, who was also the abbot of the monastery, nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, may Buddha bless us. We have sincerely worshipped Buddha and will surely be blessed. After I enter the bridal chamber, you may enjoy yourselves."

Just then, a series of shrill screams and shouts of killing suddenly came from the direction of the mountain gate.

"What's going on?" The old monk frowned.

A young monk responsible for guarding the mountain gate scrambled in, his face covered in blood.

"Abbot! It's terrible! Monsters! So many monsters have broken in!"

"What?!"

The old monk was terrified, before he could even react.

"boom!"

The door to the main hall was kicked open.

The Demon King, wielding a large sword and with a ferocious expression, charged in. His minions, like hungry wolves, slashed at anyone they saw and snatched anything they could find.

"Hahaha! You bunch of bald monks, grandpa's here to borrow some things!"

The Demon King laughed wildly and cleaved a resisting monk in two with a single stroke.

The entire Guanyin Temple instantly transformed into a living hell.

These monks, who usually live a life of luxury and only know how to chant scriptures and swindle money, are no match for this group of desperate criminals.

The battle was over in less than half an hour.

Blood flowed like a river in the Zen temple, and cries of agony filled the air.

The Demon King commanded his minions to loot the temple's granaries, treasure troves, and alchemy rooms, carrying everything out in large and small bags.

Just as they were returning home laden with their spoils and preparing to leave.

A golden light descended from the sky and landed on the square of the Zen temple.

Sun Wukong, carrying an iron cudgel on his shoulder, appeared before them, followed by Chen Fan and a large group of monkeys.

The moment the Demon King saw Sun Wukong, his legs went weak and he immediately knelt down.

"Great...Great Sage! I...I have completed everything you entrusted to me!"

He pointed to the mountain of supplies behind him and said obsequiously.

Sun Wukong didn't even glance at those things; he simply scanned the chaotic temple with his fiery eyes, then looked at the Demon King and his group of blood-stained little demons.

"What? What did I, Old Sun, ask you to do?" Sun Wukong asked, looking puzzled.

The mischievous devil was shocked, only then realizing that he had been used as a pawn.

Sun Wukong's voice rang out again, cold and devoid of any emotion.

"This is a Zen temple protected by Guanyin Bodhisattva, you monster are truly vicious."

"What?" The mischievous devil was taken aback.

Before he could react, a golden staff shadow rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

The devil's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.

His massive body crashed to the ground, utterly dead.

The surrounding demons were so frightened by this scene that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Great Sage, spare me! Great Sage, spare me!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and waved to the monkeys behind him.

"Kids, these bastards who bullied you are now yours to deal with!"

"Kill them! Avenge them!"

"roar!"

The monkey troop, which had been suppressing their anger for a long time, erupted with a deafening roar, their eyes red as they pounced on the lesser demons.

A one-sided massacre ensued.

Chen Fan watched all of this with a calm expression.

[Ding! Side quest: Establishing Authority, completed.]

[Mission Evaluation: Perfect. The host's strategic planning was flawless, achieving three goals at once: defeating the Demon King, replenishing supplies, and enhancing the prestige and moral standing of the Monkey King's return.]

[Task Rewards: 2000 Journey to the West Points, a fragment of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" (Celestial Scroll)!]

A massive flow of information flooded into Chen Fan's mind; it was the incantation from the Celestial Scroll of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques.

At the same time, the magical power within his body began to circulate wildly, and the bottleneck was broken through instantly.

Just one step away from entering the late-game stage!

Suppressing his excitement, Chen Fan began directing the monkey troop to move all the supplies from Guanyin Temple back to Flower Fruit Mountain.

With these supplies, the reconstruction of Huaguo Mountain officially began.

Chen Fan divided the monkey troop into several teams: one team was responsible for clearing the forest and rebuilding their homes; another team was responsible for patrolling and guarding; and the third team was taught by him personally and began to cultivate.

He distributed all the low-level cultivation techniques and pills he had obtained from Black Wind Cave and Guanyin Temple.

Although rudimentary, it was enough to enable these monkeys to transcend their mortal state and possess the ability to protect themselves.

Sun Wukong, on the other hand, became a hands-off manager, spending his days either drinking on the mountaintop or inspecting his territory. As Flower Fruit Mountain gradually regained its vitality, the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

On this day, Chen Fan was instructing the monkey demons on how to perform formations.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

Large swaths of dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, obscuring the sun.

Above the dark clouds, banners fluttered, armor gleamed, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals stood in formation in the sky, exuding a murderous aura.

Leading the group was none other than Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and his third son, Nezha.

"You demon monkey Sun Wukong! Come out and face your death!"

Nezha, riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels and wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear, shouted in a stern voice that echoed throughout the entire Flower Fruit Mountain.

The monkey demons who were training stirred, and fear appeared on their faces.

"What's the panic!"

Chen Fan gave a cold shout, which calmed the troops down.

"With Your Majesty here, the sky won't fall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shot up from the direction of the Water Curtain Cave, hovering in mid-air, facing the 100,000 heavenly soldiers from afar.

It was Sun Wukong.

He picked at his ear, glancing sideways at Li Jing and Nezha with disdain.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's Li Tianwang and the Third Prince."

"What, you didn't have enough of fighting five hundred years ago? Now you've brought people to visit my Flower Fruit Mountain again?"

Li Jing looked at Sun Wukong, then at the monkey demon army below that was already taking shape, his expression solemn.

"Sun Wukong, your unauthorized escape is already a heinous crime! Now you dare to commit further atrocities, slaughtering the Guanyin Temple, your crime is doubly grave!"

"I have been ordered by the Jade Emperor to arrest you! If you know what's good for you, surrender and you'll avoid further physical suffering!"

"Hahaha!" Sun Wukong thought he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Surrender? Li Jing, are you still half asleep?"

"The monks of Guanyin Temple were killed by demons, and I, Old Sun, am acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"As for how I got out, you should ask that old man Buddha. Why are you asking me?"

Nezha had a fiery temper and had long been unable to contain himself.

"You monstrous monkey! Stop your arrogance! Take this!"

He brandished his flaming spear and charged forward.

"Wait!" Li Jing stopped him.

Li Jing's gaze swept across Flower Fruit Mountain, but what he cared more about was the mysterious master who was rumored to have revealed the Buddha's decree with a single finger.

But he couldn't see anything. The entire Flower Fruit Mountain was shrouded in an invisible force, making it impossible for him to see anything.

"Sun Wukong, where is the master who released you?" Li Jing asked in a deep voice.

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek and said in a pretentious tone, "My elder brother is currently in seclusion and cultivating, and he doesn't have time to deal with you little fish and shrimps."

"He said that if you dare to bother him again, he will personally go to the Lingxiao Palace to have tea and chat with the Jade Emperor."

Li Jing and Nezha's expressions both changed.

The threat in those words was obvious to everyone.

The power of someone who dares to disregard Buddha and even go to the Jade Emperor's palace to "have tea" is unimaginable.

Li Jing immediately had second thoughts.

Capturing Sun Wukong is secondary; if we offend that mysterious master, even the Heavenly Court will tremble.

"Hmph! You lucky monkey!"

Li Jing waved his hand with a cold expression.

"Let's go!"

Having said that, he actually led 100,000 heavenly soldiers, turned the clouds around, and left in a grand procession.

Although Nezha was unwilling, he knew the importance of the matter and could only glare fiercely at Sun Wukong before retreating with the army.

As the heavenly soldiers retreated, the monkeys of Flower Fruit Mountain erupted in a deafening cheer.

"May Your Majesty be mighty!"

"May Your Majesty be mighty!"

Sun Wukong landed back on the ground triumphantly, winking at Chen Fan.

"Brother, did you see that? That's what you call subduing the enemy without fighting!"

Chen Fan smiled, said nothing, and simply looked up at the sky.

He knew this was just the beginning.

The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.

Li Jing and Nezha reported the situation in the mortal realm to the Jade Emperor in detail.

"A mysterious master? In seclusion?"

The Jade Emperor sat on the dragon throne, his face terribly gloomy.

He stretched out his hand and began to calculate with his fingers, trying to figure out the origin of the so-called master.

No matter how he calculated, the secrets of heaven remained a complete mystery, and he could not figure anything out, as if a more powerful force had obscured everything.

"puff!"

The Jade Emperor spat out a mouthful of golden blood, suffering a backlash from the heavenly secrets.

"Your Majesty!" The immortals were greatly alarmed.

The Jade Emperor waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked horrified.

That person's cultivation level must be enough to obscure the secrets of heaven and even backfire on him, the ruler of the three realms...

He dared not think any further.

"The matter of the demon monkey shall be put on hold for now."

The Jade Emperor took a deep breath and made a decision.

"We must give an explanation to the Buddhist community."

His gaze became distant.

"Someone, send a message to the Western Paradise to inquire of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"