Primordial Era: Wife Nuwa, Adorable Baby Causes Havoc in Zixiao Palace

Upon hearing this, the demon monkey instantly stopped, plopped down on Mount Ling, and waited with his arms crossed.
"You'd better give me an explanation, or else! Humph!"

Yang Mei hurriedly pulled Hongjun back to reunite with the Four Sages, and all six Buddhist saints looked extremely grim.

"What should I do?"

I almost cried; it was his idea to come up with this solution.

"Sigh! Let's just make another one that's close enough for that monkey, and get them to leave quickly!"

Yang Mei sighed as he looked at the waiting demon monkey.

Hongjun looked at Yang Mei with a grief-stricken expression; this time, he was going to have to sell everything he owned.

Where are all those treasures left?
There was no other way but for the six saints to continue collecting them.

Hongjun also emptied out all his inventory!
That battle left his old face full of heartache!

All the accumulation of years has vanished in an instant!
After thinking for a moment, Yang Mei reluctantly took out all her treasures.

They even took off and handed over the clothes they wore that contained some treasure-like qualities.

But after looking at it, it still wasn't enough; it was still lacking.

Liu Sheng felt completely numb!

Then he sent the Four Sages to ask other disciples, including the Buddha and other Buddhist disciples, for the same items.
They were all deeply saddened to part with their treasures.

Although many of the treasures are not powerful and are just there to make up the numbers.

But there was no other way; all the disciples had contributed.

What else can they do?

Looking at the small mountain that was finally about the same size as the previous one, the Buddhist monks were practically on the verge of tears.

This time they've really pulled out all the stops!
Speechless, Hongjun took the pile of treasures and headed towards the demon monkey.

"Sigh! The Buddhist sect is really incompetent! How can they even bring out such inferior magic weapons?"

Looking at the treasures brought by Hongjun, some of them were just ordinary items for Buddhist disciples.

The demonic monkey immediately revealed a disdainful expression, shaking its head repeatedly to express its dissatisfaction.

While the Buddhist disciples were feeling uneasy, the demon monkey thought for a moment and spoke directly.

"Alright, alright, you've shown your sincerity! I'll reluctantly accept them!"

After saying that, the demon monkey stretched out its giant hand and took away those treasures.

This scene immediately brought a sigh of relief to all the saints, gods, and Buddhas.

At least those treasures weren't wasted!

"You fake Sun Wukong! Do you dare to come and fight me somewhere else?!"

"Are you afraid of me?! You counterfeit, what are you so arrogant about?"

"You're the fake one! You damned monster, still being stubborn even at a time like this!"

"You're the fake one! You fraudster, you've brought shame upon me!"

The two monkeys, having accepted the treasure, started arguing again, and then fought once more.

They had already begun to leave the area of ​​Mount Ling, and were getting further and further away from Mount Ling amidst constant fighting and insults.

Until it disappeared into the horizon!
Upon seeing the two monkeys disappear, all the gods and Buddhas collapsed to their knees.

Many gods and Buddhas only realized then that their backs were soaked with sweat without them noticing.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat!

This apocalyptic situation was an immense blow to all the gods and Buddhas.

The six saints also sighed deeply, as if it were a lifetime ago.

Looking at the dilapidated Lingshan Mountain, the Mahavira Hall, which was mostly smashed, was a sight to behold.

And Zixiao Fu, who was also affected above the chaos!
A feeling of utter desolation washed over me.

I recall the sacred Lingshan Mountain, once a place brimming with spiritual energy and bustling with worshippers.

Now look at Lingshan today.

Many gods and Buddhas unconsciously cried out in pain, their mournful cries echoing endlessly across Mount Ling…
Lingshan.

At this time, all the gods and Buddhas of Mount Ling were busy cleaning up the mess, and after a period of busy work, things were finally restored to some extent.

The six sages sat facing each other in the Purple Cloud Palace, their faces extremely grim. "After this battle, our Buddhist sect has suffered a great defeat!"

Lao Tzu sighed, his face full of helplessness.

"Alas! As long as the Great Tribulation can continue smoothly, it's all worth it!" said the Amitabha Buddha with a sorrowful expression.

Upon hearing the words of guidance, the saints nodded in agreement.

The tribulation is their only hope for turning the tide; everything else seems less important!
"Let's order Tang Sanzang and his companions to continue their journey to the West to obtain the scriptures! It's alright if the monkey is gone!"

After glancing at the assembled saints, Yang Mei spoke earnestly.

"But now, all the treasures of our Buddhist sect have been... gone! What are we to do!"

After hesitating for a moment, Yuanshi murmured about the current situation of Buddhism.

The saints thought about it and agreed; they didn't even have a suitable magical artifact.

What kind of holy site is this?

Leaving aside whether the monkey will continue its westward journey, the gods and Buddhas now have far fewer clothes.

"I intend to make a trip to Chaos to find some precious materials to enrich Buddhism!"

After a moment of contemplation, Hongjun spoke directly.

"It's not impossible, but fellow Daoist, the chaotic land is ravaged by fierce winds, and the laws and order of each place are in chaos, making it extremely dangerous. More importantly, it's difficult to find magic treasures in the chaos, and the better the treasure, the greater the danger that accompanies it!"

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, Yang Mei frowned deeply.

Having traversed the chaos for countless years, he naturally knew the dangers of chaos.

Moreover, the chaos of today has undergone many changes.

Yang Mei knew that the upgrade of the primordial world had caused the chaos to be swallowed up, while the portion of chaos that was not swallowed up remained.

Even more terrifying and powerful.

"But there's no other way. Please lead the way, fellow Daoist," Hongjun said helplessly.

"In that case, you shall continue to do your best to repair all places on Mount Ling! We shall take our leave now."

Yang Mei knew there was no other way but to agree.

They also realized that if the Buddhist sect lost its treasures to pay protection money, it would be wiped out in no time.

This chaos must be left behind.

The four sages all agreed.

Then, Hongjun and Yangmei, the two saints, left Mount Ling and headed towards the chaotic void.

Before long, they arrived at the Land of Chaos, where they found only a hazy, indistinct mist everywhere.

Countless spatial rifts appeared from time to time in various places, and strong gales raged all around.

Gritting their teeth, Hongjun and Yangmei immediately began their exploration.

At first, they could handle it calmly, but the deeper they went, the more dangerous it became.

The two saints were even ripped open by a powerful gust of wind, leaving them with huge wounds and their faces filled with terror.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid we can't go any deeper! This place is far too terrifying!"

Hongjun knew it was very dangerous, but he was extremely unwilling to give up.

They've only collected some ordinary treasures along the way; the real treasures are definitely still deep inside.

But whether we can get out of this situation is still a question!

This made Hongjun hesitate.

"I think we should ask the great god Pangu for help!"

Yang Mei looked at Hongjun, who was hesitating, and spoke directly.

Even the treasures within this chaos might not be enough; it would be better to seek out Yang Mei.

Hongjun could only nod in agreement.

The two then returned the way they came and went directly to the Pangu Temple to seek an audience with the great god Pangu.

A divine thought swept across, and the two saints entered an unspeakable place.

"Great God Pangu, we are truly at our wits' end! That chaos is simply too powerful!"

After explaining the whole story to Pangu, Hongjun looked at Pangu with an embarrassed expression.

"Tell me, you can have any magic weapons you want, as long as the great calamity can be completed smoothly!"

"Now we've become so passive!"

Pangu was speechless, looking utterly disappointed. (End of Chapter)