After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

As the evening breeze blew, Bai Yeying leaned against Nezha, still thinking about the lively White Bone Ridge, and couldn't help but smile.

The Hun Tian Ling suddenly wrapped her tighter, causing her to lean forward, her forehead almost hitting Nezha's chin.

"What are you laughing at?" Nezha's voice came from above.

Bai Yeying steadied herself and touched her nose sheepishly: "It's nothing, I just thought it was fun."

Nezha didn't say anything, but his Wind Fire Wheels swept towards the clouds. The night wind was even stronger, and the stars seemed within reach.

Bai Yeying gasped in surprise at the sudden acceleration and instinctively gripped Nezha's sleeve. Through the clothes, she could feel the strong lines and power of the boy's arms. She couldn't help but touch them.

I really want to touch those abs again! (._.`)

Thinking this, her cheeks quietly warmed up. She secretly glanced at him, but he didn't seem to notice her little action.

It was late at night when we returned to Trapped Sky Mountain, and the cave was quiet.

Cuiluo, who had been dozing off, rushed out to greet Bai Yeying when she heard the noise. Seeing Bai Yeying's relaxed expression, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Madam is back. Hot water has been prepared."

.................

For the next period of time, Bai Yeying became much more well-behaved, spending most of her time cultivating at Xiankong Mountain.

Huang Wu's ability to gather information became increasingly refined, and she could always hear about the slightest developments on the westward journey immediately.

I heard that after Tang Sanzang and his disciples passed White Tiger Ridge, they traveled westward and had been quite peaceful for a few days. I also heard that there was a treacherous mountain range ahead called Bowl Mountain, and in the mountain there was a Wave Moon Cave, where a powerful monster called the Yellow Robe Monster lived, who had been terrorizing the mountain for many years.

Bai Yeying's eyes lit up when she heard this. The Yellow-Robed Monster and Princess Baihuaxiu at the Wave Moon Cave on Wanzishan Mountain.

She felt a strong urge to go see it again.

Just as I was figuring out how to sneak off, the opportunity presented itself to me.

That afternoon, she was practicing new moves with her short spear by the waterfall, trying to incorporate the technique of using feints and real attacks that Nezha had taught her last time. She was practicing with great enjoyment.

Suddenly, sensing something, she put away her gun and turned around.

She saw Nezha standing on the rock by the pool, arms crossed, watching her. Today he was wearing a darker red outfit, which made his skin appear even whiter, and the red mark on his forehead was striking.

"Third Prince!" Bai Yeying exclaimed in surprise, immediately putting away her gun and running over. "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Nezha used the same excuse as always, his gaze sweeping over her sweaty forehead and slightly curved eyes. "How's your training going?"

"It's alright!" Bai Yeying puffed out her chest, then slumped her shoulders. "It's just that the 'real and unreal' thing you mentioned last time is so hard to grasp. It always feels like something's missing."

Nezha didn't speak, but stepped forward and naturally extended his hand: "Give me the gun."

Bai Yeying obediently handed it over.

Nezha took the short gun, weighed it in his hand, and then flicked his wrist.

It was not imbued with magical power; it was just an ordinary stab.

Bai Yeying stared wide-eyed. The spear thrust out had a clear trajectory and wasn't fast, but for some reason, she felt that if she were the enemy, she wouldn't know how to block or dodge it, as if she were surrounded by this spear from all sides.

"Did you understand?" Nezha put away the gun and handed it back to her.

Bai Yeying took the gun, seemingly lost in thought: "It seems... I understand a bit. It's not about blindly pursuing speed and ruthlessness, but about keeping the other side guessing about your intentions?"

"Not too stupid," Nezha commented, which was a definite affirmation.

Bai Yeying was in a good mood after receiving the praise, and her courage grew. She took a step closer and blinked, "Third Prince, are you still monitoring the westward journey? I heard there's a Yellow Robe Monster on Wanzi Mountain ahead, quite powerful."

Nezha looked down at her, his beautiful phoenix eyes revealing understanding: "Want to go watch the fun again?"

"Mmm-hmm!" Bai Yeying nodded vigorously, clasping her hands together in a pleading gesture. "Just one look! I promise I'll be good and won't cause any trouble!"

Nezha looked at her with a helpless expression. He didn't quite understand what the point of watching the four of them travel west and fight monsters was. But he still agreed.

The Heavenly Silk Sash had spontaneously extended and wrapped around Bai Yeying's waist: "Alright! No more mischief."

"Yes, yes, yes! Definitely!" Bai Yeying immediately assured her, a smile spreading across her face.

A crimson light rose again, hurtling towards Wanzishan.

Wanzishan Mountain is steep and rugged, with jagged rocks. Boyue Cave is located under a cliff on the shady side of the mountain, with a hidden entrance and an eerie atmosphere.

Nezha, carrying Bai Yeying, landed directly on a cliff top above the cave.

As soon as the Hun Tian Ling loosened, Bai Yeying immediately clung to the rocks on the cliff edge, leaning half her body out to look down.

Below, on the mountain path, Pigsy huffed and puffed as he walked at the front, occasionally wiping the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, muttering to himself, "This mountain path is really long, there's not even a place to rest. Master, how about we find a place to beg for some alms?"

Riding on the white dragon horse, Tang Sanzang's expression had returned to some semblance of peace. Upon hearing this, he clasped his hands together and said, "Bajie, don't be impatient. There may be a place to rest ahead."

Sha Wujing silently carried the load and followed behind the horse.

Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, walked beside Tang Sanzang, his golden eyes seemingly casually scanning the trees along the roadside, but in reality, he never relaxed for a moment.

Bai Yeying turned her head and said to Nezha with a smile, "I'll go take a look. Wait for me." With that, she transformed into her original form and ran away in a flash.

The speed was so fast that Nezha didn't even have time to react before it was far away.

Below, on a treetop not far away, a small, silvery-white ball of fluff silently landed.

Bai Yeying transformed into her original form, the size of a palm, her soft, silvery-white fur gleaming warmly in the setting sun. She perched on a branch, her round, black eyes darting around as she looked down at the golden figure carrying a stick.

She gathered her strength in all four limbs and leaped off the branch in a flash! Her target was Sun Wukong's somewhat messy monkey hair.

As Sun Wukong was intently sensing the strange aura emanating from the mountain hollow ahead, a warm, familiar demonic creature suddenly appeared above his head. He paused, his golden eyes rolled upwards, and he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Pigsy, who was standing nearby, had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that his senior brother had a white fluffy ball on his head, like a moving, hairy mushroom that had grown out of thin air.

His small eyes widened, and pointing at Sun Wukong's head, he exclaimed in a muffled voice, "Brother Monkey! You have... you have a rat growing on your head!"

Sha Wujing also looked up in confusion, his honest face showing bewilderment.

Sun Wukong raised his hand, his fingers about to touch the little thing smugly rubbing against his head, then paused, lowered his hand, and snorted through his nostrils: "Fool, you're making a fuss over nothing. Just an acquaintance."

"Familiar?" Pigsy was even more curious, craning his neck to see clearly. "What kind of familiar thing could be perched on your head? Brother Monkey, this white-haired rat demon isn't one you raised on Flower Fruit Mountain... Ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong flicked him on the forehead: "What nonsense are you spouting! One more word and you're on guard duty tonight!"

Bai Yeying squatted on Sun Wukong's head, her little paws pawing at a few monkey hairs as she tried to stand firm, her heart bursting with joy.

The head of the Monkey King! The feel... well, it's a bit hard and rough, but! This is the Monkey King's head!

Her ear tips perked up proudly, and she deliberately rubbed her head against the wall, which made Sun Wukong shake his head impatiently.

"Behave yourself." Sun Wukong warned in a low voice, but his tone didn't show any real anger; instead, it was more like a helpless resignation.

Bai Yeying squeaked in response, but her claws gripped even tighter.

This view is amazing! It overlooks the entire pilgrimage team and you can even see the whorl of hair on the Great Sage's head!

Just as she was feeling quite pleased with herself, the terrain ahead suddenly became difficult to traverse.

The mountain breeze swept by without warning, carrying with it a faint, sweet floral scent.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes suddenly narrowed, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks: "Watch out!"