"oh..."

Bai Yeying understood; all eighty-one tribulations were preordained, and none could be omitted.

She looked up at him: "Third Prince, you seem to have a very clear understanding of these things!"

Nezha lowered his gaze, meeting her clear eyes. The sunset glow reflected in his eyes, warming his usual aloofness.

"With time, things will become clearer. However, some things are useless even if you see them clearly."

Bai Yeying noticed the difference in his tone. Looking at the boy's slightly aloof profile in the rosy light, her heart softened. She reached out and gently tugged at the corner of his dark red sleeve.

Nezha paused slightly and looked down at her.

"Then, whenever you can't see clearly or don't want to see, you can come to Xiankong Mountain. I have mountains, water, waterfalls, and me here."

After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized that her words sounded like a confession of love. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

The wind seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Nezha did not speak.

However, he tightened his grip on the other end of the Hun Tian Ling slightly.

After a long while, he finally responded with a low voice.

"Um."

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

Half a month later, Bai Yeying lay on the stone bed in the cave of Xiankong Mountain, tossing and turning.

She muttered to herself, "How boring! I'm practically turning into mold. By now, the Great Sage should have arrived at Pingdingshan by now."

My heart is pounding like a cat's claws, I really want to go see it!

After struggling with her thoughts, she decided to go anyway, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Imagine this world: without the internet, without cell phones, and with virtually no other entertainment besides watching live versions of Journey to the West, it's truly tragic.

She sat up with a jolt, got out of bed, changed into a dress, and shrunk the short gun before hiding it in her sleeve.

Once she was ready, she slipped out of the cave like a thief, transformed into her original form, and ran off towards Pingdingshan.

The night breeze ruffled her silvery-white hair. She felt a mix of excitement and guilt, and as she ran, she tried to reassure herself, "He probably doesn't know, right?"

Pingdingshan Mountain is steep and rugged, and Lotus Cave is hidden in a secluded cliff halfway up the mountain.

Bai Yeying didn't get too close. She landed on the canopy of a pine tree several miles away from Lotus Cave, transformed back into human form, hid behind the dense foliage, and stared down with wide eyes.

At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Two boys were standing at the entrance of the Lotus Cave.

Strange, why are they children? Shouldn't they be Golden Horn and Silver Horn?

The two looked to be quite young, around thirteen or fourteen years old. One of them wore a glittering golden robe, had a round face and big eyes, and wore two small buns in her hair, each adorned with a gold hairpin.

The other one wore a shimmering silver robe, had a pointed face and narrow eyes, and also wore his hair in a bun with a silver hairpin. These were none other than the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King.

Although the two were dressed as children, their demonic aura was not weak, and there was also a faint radiance of immortal treasures emanating from them, clearly indicating that the stolen magical treasures were not just for show.

Before them, a group of lesser demons were busily carrying tables and chairs, setting out wine, fruit, and other necessities, seemingly arranging something.

Jinjiao stood with his hands on his hips, his small face tilted back, his voice clear and youthful, yet he tried hard to appear authoritative: "My men! Be alert! Today we must capture that monk from the East, eat his flesh, and achieve immortality!"

Silver Horn chimed in, his voice slightly shrill: "Right, right! I heard that monk has fair skin and tender flesh, perfect for making soup! Brother, which treasure should we use first?"

Golden Horn stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought: "Hmm... the Purple-Gold Red Gourd is the most powerful, but it needs to live up to its name. The Jade Bottle can capture people silently, but it's a bit slow. The Seven-Star Sword is sharp, the Banana Leaf Fan is formidable, and the Golden Rope is the most reliable for binding people... Sigh, having too many treasures is also a problem!"

Silver Horn nodded repeatedly: "Brother is right! But with so many treasures, even if Sun Wukong has extraordinary abilities, he'll have to kneel down and call us grandpa!"

"Hahahaha!" The two boy kings laughed triumphantly, and the surrounding little demons joined in the laughter.

Perched in the treetop, Bai Yeying's lips twitched. This really is like children playing house! The lines, the mannerisms...

However, her gaze fell upon the purple-gold gourd at Golden Horn's waist and the white jade bottle in Silver Horn's hand, and she dared not underestimate them in the slightest. Those were the very things that Laozi used to store elixirs and hold water! They were both extraordinary treasures.

She was engrossed in reading when suddenly her ears twitched.

Footsteps and voices could be heard from the mountain path below.

"Master, please slow down, this mountain path is steep..."

"Bajie, stop making a fuss. Your master is getting a little restless."

Sun Wukong helped Tang Sanzang walk slowly towards them. Zhu Bajie led the way with his rake, while Sha Wujing followed behind carrying the load.

In front of the Lotus Cave, Golden Horn and Silver Horn also saw the pilgrimage team.

Golden Horn's eyes lit up, and he nudged Silver Horn: "Second Brother, look! A fat sheep has come knocking!"

Silver Horn stood on tiptoe to look and exclaimed happily, "It really is Tang Sanzang! And that hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed guy next to him must be Sun Wukong! Brother, shall we proceed according to plan?"

"As planned!" Golden Horn waved his little hand with considerable confidence. "You go first and try it with the gourd! I'll stay here and receive you with the Jade Bottle!"

"Yes, sir!" Silver Horn straightened his silver robe, picked up his purple-gold gourd, swaggered up to the four travelers, stood in the middle of the road, and shrieked, "Hey! You monk up ahead! Are you Tang Sanzang, the one who went from the East to the West to fetch the scriptures?"

Tang Sanzang, feeling dizzy from the bumpy mountain path, looked up at the sound and saw a boy in a silver robe. Although he found it strange, as a compassionate monk, he still put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what advice do you have for me, young benefactor?"

Pigsy, seeing it was a little child, chuckled: "Oh, whose child has run away? Hurry home, there are monsters in these mountains!"

Upon hearing the word "demon," Silver Horn was not afraid at all. Instead, he raised his chin and said, "Demon? I am the second king of Lotus Cave on Flat-Top Mountain, King Silver Horn! If you know what's good for you, leave Tang Sanzang here, and I'll spare your lives!"

Sun Wukong had been on edge ever since Silver Horn appeared, his fiery eyes scanning him from head to toe several times, especially lingering on the purple-gold gourd for a moment.

He released his grip on Tang Sanzang's hand, stepped forward, and shielded his master behind him. His golden cudgel was already in his hand. He sneered, "So it's just a servant boy who stole his master's things. What, you don't need to watch Laozi's alchemy furnace anymore? You've come to this desolate place to play the king?"

Silver Horn, his origins exposed, blushed and became somewhat embarrassed and angry: "Enough nonsense! Look at the treasure!"

Without chanting any incantations, he pointed the bottle at Sun Wukong and shouted, "Sun Wukong!"

Sun Wukong was already on guard; how could he possibly respond? He simply remained fully alert.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Silver Horn turned the bottle opening towards Pigsy again: "Pigsy!"

Pigsy was watching the commotion when he subconsciously exclaimed, "Huh?"

With that one word of agreement, a strange change occurred!

Suddenly, a suction force was generated at the mouth of the bottle! Pigsy felt his whole body lighten, cried out "Ouch!" and involuntarily turned into a streak of light, and was sucked into the bottle in a flash!

"Bajie!" Tang Sanzang exclaimed.

Silver Horn smugly put the stopper on the bottle, shook it, and heard Pigsy's muffled cursing and banging sounds coming from inside.

"Fool!" Sun Wukong was both angry and anxious. He pointed his golden cudgel and said, "Release my junior brother at once!"

"Let it in? You think you can get it out of my treasure?" Silver Horn tossed the bottle behind him, and a little demon caught it. He clapped his hands and pointed at Sandy: "Sandy Sha!"

Sha Wujing pursed his lips and remained silent.

Silver Horn cried out three times, but Sandy only glared at him angrily. The Jade Bottle had no effect on him.

"Hmph! There's still one tough one!" Silver Horn didn't argue further, turned around and ran back, "Brother! It's your turn!"

At the cave entrance, Golden Horn was already waiting, holding a white jade bottle. Seeing Silver Horn run back, he immediately pointed the bottle at Sun Wukong, who was chasing after him, and shouted, "Sun Wukong! If I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

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