The journey of Sun Wukong and his disciples was slightly delayed, because they were stopped by another monkey on the way, and this monkey was Yuan Hong.

Back in his younger years, Yuan Hong was taken by Saint Zhunti into the Western Sect, and later when the West started anew, he conveniently joined Lingshan, now holding a pretty decent position as a former Western Sect disciple.

It's quite interesting that he was tasked to trouble Xuanzang and his disciples this time, as he was instructed by Maitreya.

However, Yuan Hong, no longer the reckless youth he once was, turned around and reported everything to Old Li right after leaving Maitreya.

Maitreya: ...

So decisive on the betrayal, huh?

Yuan Hong, however, didn't feel much about it. Don't you know who's the boss now?

Besides, that Great Strength Buddha is really fierce. You, Maitreya, have neither power nor strength. Why would I hang out with you? Because you smile happily?

Old Li knew that the Future Buddha had always been slightly rebellious against him, but he didn't mind it much. To be honest, Old Li also wanted to retire.

Seeing his little cutie every day, isn't that better than facing you bunch of big fat monks?

He did not stop Yuan Hong from making this trip. His own people would have some restraint, but outsiders might not show any mercy.

So Yuan Hong ended up impersonating Sun Wukong, staging the drama of the real and fake Monkey King.

The matter escalated through Heaven and Earth, eventually reaching Lingshan. Old Li neither directly exposed Yuan Hong's true identity nor clearly addressed it, instead, he vaguely narrated a story about the Four Demonic Monkeys, emphasizing the Six Ears Monkey.

Nothing else was said.

Guess which monkey this is?

After the drama played out, Sun Wukong went back. Yuan Hong got hit with a stick, but Old Li wouldn't let him suffer; after all, it was public money, not his own wallet.

Though Yuan Hong took a hit, benefiting from both Maitreya and Old Li, he had made double gains.

"If there's anything in the future, the World Venerable just says the word, I, the Little Monk, will obey without question!"

It was the Six Ears Monkey that did all the misdeeds. What's it got to do with me, the Long Armed Ape Monkey?

By this time, Kong Xuanzang and his disciples were deeply bonded, so they weren't provoked, and Sun Wukong didn't even need Guanyin's recommendation to return.

The group continued on their journey, soon arriving at Flame Mountain, a place of extreme heat, further blocked by the Six Ding Divine Fire. Except for Sun Wukong, the other three couldn't pass through at all.

With no other choice, Sun Wukong had to call upon the Earth God.

The Earth God respectfully explained the situation at Flame Mountain, ultimately looping the blame back to Sun Wukong; the natural disaster here was astonishingly caused by Sun Wukong himself.

Having followed Xuanzang for many years, Sun Wukong was now mostly neutral lawful, and he felt somewhat guilty.

Upon hearing that they needed to borrow the Palm Leaf Fan from Princess Iron Fan at Cuiyun Mountain, he immediately thumped his chest in assurance.

"Princess Iron Fan is the wife of my sworn brother, the Bull Demon King. Leave this matter to me."

Bajie wasn't too hopeful about Brother Monkey.

"Heh heh, last time, you said that Red Boy was the son of your sworn brother, and yet you got burned to a frazzle."

Sun Wukong wasn't convinced in the slightest and immediately retorted, "That was because a child is naïve, but do you think the adults in his family don't know better?"

The fact proved that while children might be naïve, adults could potentially be even more so.

Sun Wukong arrived at Bajiao Cave in Cuiyun Mountain, ready to borrow the Palm Leaf Fan. Princess Iron Fan was a little princess of the Rashamon Clan; though she might be accommodating in front of Nezha, she appeared domineering before strangers.

And the monkey in front of her was indeed a stranger in her eyes. There was no need for an act; a slightly restrained demeanor was enough to stir this trouble.

Sun Wukong didn't expect his sister-in-law to be so short-tempered; he hadn't even exchanged three sentences with her before getting launched into the air.

When he opened his eyes, he wondered where he had landed. Is this still Flame Mountain?

He shook his head to clear it and then came up with an idea. Isn't it just wind? I could just go and borrow a Wind Stabilizing Pearl from Ling Ji Bodhisattva, and that would solve the problem.

He set off to Ling Ji Bodhisattva's presence, where the Bodhisattva was busy planting flowers.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, hehe, how have you been lately?"

Ling Ji Bodhisattva had been doing quite well recently; the seeds Nezha had once given him were full of life force, and they've already shown some results.

"Great Saint, what brings you here to have a stroll?"

"Hehe, I've been blown here by the wind. Our group is passing through Flame Mountain and has to borrow the Palm Leaf Fan, but regretfully, my sister-in-law isn't the most easy-going person, so I thought of borrowing a Wind Stabilizing Pearl."

Ling Ji Bodhisattva fell silent after hearing this. Buddy, are you asking to borrow a Magical Treasure from me to deal with the boss's family member, is that okay?

"I don't have one."

Monkey: ???

"There could be one."

"There really isn't any."

Seeing Sun Wukong's persistence, Ling Ji Bodhisattva went on to explain, "Recently, a Spiritual Child of our Buddha has descended to the world, and I gifted this treasure as a present."

The Bodhisattva wasn't exactly lying to Sun Wukong since he indeed gave the one he'd nurtured the longest to Li Zhenying.

Sun Wukong asked, "Who is this Spiritual Child? I'll borrow it for a while and return it afterwards."

"The Spiritual Child is in Lingshan, usually guarded by the Miaoshan Bodhisattva."

This Miaoshan Bodhisattva was actually Lady Yin.

Monkey felt troubled when he heard this. Although he'd only visited Lingshan a few times, he knew a bit about the relationship between Old Li and Lady Yin. Going to the Miaoshan Bodhisattva now was no different from approaching the Buddha directly, was it?

"Bodhisattva, is there no other way to resist that Palm Leaf Fan?"

Ling Ji Bodhisattva didn't say more; this is too deep for him to handle.

Sun Wukong walked away disappointed and returned to the Banana Cave, wanting to persuade again. But how could Rashamon Princess be reasonable, especially after hearing that this monkey didn't behave and even hit her son?

It's no wonder she wouldn't give him a good face.

Without a word, she wielded the Palm Leaf Fan. This fan, reforged by Nezha, is now on par with the top-level Five Fire Seven Bird Fan, and Sun Wukong couldn't resist it at all.

Sun Wukong was sent flying once more. He was really puzzled; how could this cheap big brother have so many treasures at home?

What the monkey didn't know was that it was fortunate he didn't fight Red Boy at home back then, or he would've driven a suicide truck to kill him.

It's impossible to force it; he didn't even know how this cave was made. Transforming into a fly or a mosquito didn't get him inside.

Thinking for a long while, he could only think of taking a circuitous approach. Now it would be better to seek help from his cheap big brother, the Bull Demon King.

He called upon the Earth God once again, inquired around, and learned that the Bull Demon King was currently a son-in-law living with a fox spirit. Sun Wukong could even understand.

Who would want to stay home with such a short-tempered wife?

Arriving at Thunder Mountain, he knocked on the door once more. Nezha slowly transformed into the Bull Demon King, and Qingya held back laughter as she hung a small floral ring on his horn.

Nezha walked out with a dragon's gait and a tiger's steps, "Hehe, it's my turn to play."

"Yo, isn't this the Great Sage Equalling Heaven who once wreaked havoc in Heaven Palace? Why come to the door of my little monster's home?"

Seeing the Bull Demon King, Sun Wukong felt there was no difference from before.

"Hehe, big brother, it's me! It was even you who gave me the title of Great Sage Equalling Heaven."

Nezha looked at the monkey feeling a bit amused.

"You monkey, we haven't been in touch for so long, and you sent my son in, yet you have the face to call me big brother?"

Sun Wukong felt some disdain in his heart; truly a group of yokels. Why would you talk about sending in so negatively? He's gone to cultivate his righteous fruit.

But now, with a request, Sun Wukong could only explain: "Big brother, my nephew was too mischievous, sent to Bodhisattva Guanyin for some discipline, to ensure a promising future, right?"

Sun Wukong, you say his emotional intelligence is low? He's top-notch at observing people's expressions. You say his emotional intelligence is high? Who speaks ill of children in front of parents?

Nezha understood Red Boy's nature; the monkey's words were not wrong, but he spoke to the wrong person.

Still too young!

"Hmph, say it, what's your business?"

Sun Wukong hurriedly recounted the matters of Flame Mountain and his request.

Nezha seized the opportunity to act up.

"Great, Old Seven, not only do you want to tidy up my son, but you also want to bully my wife. Today, I, Old Niu, will fight you!"

Sun Wukong: ???

What kind of nonsense is this?

I was fanned away twice, and you call this bullying your wife?

Nezha didn't care and finally got a chance to play with all that pressure lately!

He pulled out an enlarged and thickened version of a baseball bat, no wait, now called an Iron Rod, and smashed it towards Sun Wukong's head.

Sun Wukong pulled out the Jingu Bang to block, and suddenly felt like a mountain was pounding him, the ground beneath split, and the next moment he flew away.

The monkey was a bit dazed; is Old Niu really this strong?

Nezha swung the baseball bat with a heavy whooshing sound, looking very terrifying.

Of course, Sun Wukong was not to be outdone; once in a fight, he wouldn't talk about any face-saving.

Wielding the Jingu Bang in a counterattack, he headed towards the Bull Demon King with a top-down smash. The once small stick quickly enlarged and thickened, the shadow under the sunlight already drowning the Bull Demon King.

Of course, Nezha wasn't afraid, swinging his stick meeting the Jingu Bang.

Boom!

Rocks cracked beneath their feet, and cracks spread all around as the two sticks, one large and one small, wrestled in the air.

Nezha was surprisingly relaxed, but Sun Wukong only felt his arms starting to ache, forcing him to retract the Jingu Bang to normal size and compete in martial arts.

Nezha, intending to toy with the monkey, fought for forty or fifty rounds. Feeling bored, his big stick suddenly accelerated, hitting the monkey's chest.

Aah!

The monkey let out a miserable cry and was flown again. Nezha held back, so Sun Wukong wasn't hurt; just a bit defeated. Laying in the same bed indeed doesn't produce two kinds of people, what kind of bad habit is sending people skyward all the time?

Now he realized one problem, that he wasn't a match for the Bull Demon King.

Though unwilling, that's the fact.

Returning to discuss with Xuanzang and others, recounting his struggles, Zhu Bajie was also shocked.

There are indeed many Great Experts in this world, but how is the Bull Demon King such a big shot? How can he be stronger than Brother Monkey?

Sun Wukong's background, Zhu Bajie knows somewhat. What kind of origin does this Bull Demon King have? Are Primordial Anguses so formidable?

Even after several failures, Sun Wukong wasn't ready to give up. Weighing the difficulty between handling the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan, he finally decided to target his sister-in-law.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.