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

"Brother! We caught him! This rope is really useful! It flies out automatically and binds people tightly with just a chant!" Silver Horn threw Sandy to the ground.

Sha Wujing glared angrily, but could not move.

Golden Horn clapped his hands: "Excellent! Excellent! Now everyone's here! We just have to wait for Sun Wukong to walk right into our trap!"

The little demons inside the cave cheered again.

Sha Wujing has also been captured! Only Sun Wukong is left.

She huddled under the table, no longer moving. Time passed slowly, and the noise inside the cave continued. It seemed that Golden Horn and Silver Horn were planning a victory celebration, instructing the little demons to prepare more food and wine.

Bai Yeying calculated the time and realized it was almost time to leave. Just as she was about to slip back the way she came, suddenly, the entire Lotus Cave shook violently!

"Boom!"

A loud crash came from the direction of the cave entrance, accompanied by the sound of the stone door shattering and the screams and cries of countless little demons!

"Sun Wukong has broken in!" A little demon scrambled into the hall to report.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn were instantly half-awake from their drunkenness and stood up abruptly.

"So fast?!" Jinjiao grabbed the jade bottle on the table.

Silver Horn quickly picked up the Purple Gold Red Gourd and the Seven Star Sword.

A golden light shot into the hall with unstoppable force—it was Sun Wukong, who had returned! He seemed extremely angry at this moment, wielding his golden cudgel with incredible speed, killing or injuring any demons he passed through, and heading straight for Golden Horn and Silver Horn!

"Sun Wukong! You dare come back!" Golden Horn roared, raising his jade bottle. "If I call your name, will you dare answer?!"

This time, Sun Wukong didn't run away or respond. He just sneered and moved like lightning, dodging several little demons who pounced on him. His golden cudgel struck the Golden Horn's wrist!

He clearly wanted to knock the jade bottle away!

Golden Horn was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand. Seeing this, Silver Horn raised his purple-gold-red gourd and shouted, "Pigsy!"

Pigsy, tied up to the side, looked up, his eyes wide with confusion. "Wait, I already gagged you, what's wrong?"

Silver Horn also thought of this, and called out to Sha Wujing several more times. Seeing that he didn't respond, he became a little anxious and raised his Seven Star Sword again: "Take this!"

The sword light was cold and imposing, but it was no match for Sun Wukong in his rage. With a parry and a flick of his golden cudgel, the Seven Star Sword almost slipped from his grasp.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Golden Horn raised the jade bottle again: "Sun Wukong! Sun Wukong!"

Sun Wukong ignored them, his staff techniques becoming even more ferocious, forcing the two boys to scramble and lose their footing. They were young and lacked practical experience, relying entirely on their magical weapons to intimidate others. Now, under Sun Wukong's close-range and relentless attack, they panicked.

"Brother! Use the banana leaf fan! Fan him!" Silver Horn shouted urgently.

Jinjiao hurriedly grabbed the banana leaf fan from the table.

In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed that under the table, a tiny white mouse was staring wide-eyed at everything.

Bai Yeying's heart pounded wildly. The Great Sage is back! Why is his attack still so fierce? He has absolutely no sense of human relationships.

Jinjiao could no longer care about anything else. He suddenly pulled out his banana leaf fan and swung it at Sun Wukong!

With a deafening roar, a raging inferno erupted from the ground! This fire was no ordinary fire; it was the Six Ding Divine Fire forged in Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace, incredibly intense, instantly turning the area where Sun Wukong was into a sea of ​​fire, melting rocks and distorting the air.

"Hahahaha! I'll burn you to death, you monkey!" Seeing the fire raging fiercely, Golden Horn thought he had succeeded and laughed wildly.

However, before the laughter subsided, a golden light shot into the sky from the sea of ​​fire! Sun Wukong was enveloped in a faint golden light, completely unharmed! He had been refined in the Eight Trigrams Furnace for forty-nine days, and his resistance to the Six Ding Divine Fire far exceeded that of ordinary people. The flames fanned by the banana leaf fan were nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

"The ancestor of fire-playing is here, and you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert?" Sun Wukong sneered, his figure appearing in front of Jinjiao like a ghost. In Jinjiao's horrified gaze, he snatched the banana leaf fan and the jade bottle that he hadn't had time to put away.

"No! My baby!" Golden Horn cried out.

"Now, they belong to me, Old Sun!" Sun Wukong put away all the treasures, kicked Golden Horn to the ground, and pressed his golden cudgel against his throat.

On the other side, Silver Horn was preparing to launch a sneak attack with the Seven Star Sword, but Pigsy had somehow untied his ropes and rushed out, sweeping Silver Horn down with a rake and firmly restraining him.

Inside the cave, the two arrogant and domineering boy kings lay paralyzed on the ground, their faces ashen. The surrounding lesser demons had already scattered in terror.

Sun Wukong didn't even glance at the limp Golden Horn. Holding his golden cudgel, he shouted irritably at a shadowy spot in the stone hall, "Come out here! Hiding like this, do you think my fiery eyes are just for show?"

In the shadows, a white ball of fur rustled a few times, reluctantly emerged, and landed, transforming into a human form.

Bai Yeying patted the dust off her skirt, put on a bright smile, and ran up to Sun Wukong, her almond eyes sparkling with undisguised admiration.

"Great Sage! You are so amazing! Those two boys were carrying so many treasures, and you took care of them in no time! I was so scared when the flames shot into the sky, but you were completely unharmed and even snatched the fan away!" She chattered on and on, gesturing with her hands to imitate Sun Wukong snatching the fan.

Sun Wukong's ears ached from her noise, so he slammed his golden cudgel on the ground: "Stop flattering me! Didn't I tell you to stay put on Trapped Sky Mountain? This Flat-Topped Mountain is no place for you! If that fire hadn't been able to withstand it, you would have been roasted like a rat!"

Bai Yeying shrank her neck, but her eyes were still surprisingly bright. She took a half step closer and asked curiously, "Great Sage, what should we do now? These two boys..." She pointed to the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, who were lying on the ground with their faces ashen.

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, a fierce glint flashing in his golden eyes: "Demons descending to the mortal realm, capturing my master and fellow disciples, obstructing our journey to the West—according to my rules, they shall be killed!"

Before he finished speaking, he slightly raised the golden cudgel in his hand, about to strike the limp Golden Horn and Silver Horn! With this blow, not only the two children, but even metal would be reduced to dust.

"Great Sage, hold your hand!"

At this critical moment, a shout came from outside the cave, accompanied by a beam of clear light that suddenly appeared, just in time to block the golden cudgel from the two boys.

As the light faded, an old man with white hair and beard, holding a whisk and dressed in a Bagua immortal robe appeared. He was none other than Laozi.

With a look of anxiety on his face, he swept his whisk and first protected the terrified Golden Horn and Silver Horn behind him.

"Laojun?" Sun Wukong stopped his cudgel strike, his golden eyes narrowing, his tone unfriendly. "Didn't you just say you knew nothing, that the boy was well-behaved, and that the treasure was counterfeited? How come you found out so quickly, and even came down to the mortal realm to identify it yourself?"

Laozi was momentarily speechless, his old face slightly flushed, but being an enlightened immortal who had lived through countless years, he quickly composed himself, let out a long sigh, and performed with masterful skill:

"Alas! Great Sage, please forgive me. I have just returned to the palace and investigated thoroughly. I have discovered that these two wretched children actually took advantage of my seclusion to steal magical treasures and descend to the mortal realm without permission, causing such a great disaster! It is truly my fault for not disciplining them properly and for neglecting to take precautions, which almost led to a terrible mistake and harmed the Holy Monk!"

He turned around and untied Sha Wujing from his bonds. Then he bowed deeply to Tang Sanzang: "Holy Monk, you have been frightened. I am ashamed, truly ashamed!"

Tang Sanzang quickly put his hands together in return, saying, "You flatter me, Laozi. I am fine, but..." He looked at the two trembling boys on the ground, his face showing pity.

Sun Wukong, however, was not so easily fooled. Holding his golden cudgel, he glanced sideways at Laozi: "Old man, you're quick to admit your mistake now. Tell me, how should this matter be settled?"