I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

After much deliberation, the monkey let out a sigh.

"Ugh! This is so annoying!"

Although the patriarch had warned him not to descend the mountain recklessly, Monkey King's mind was in turmoil and his will was hard to control.

The monkey transformed into a golden afterimage, and in a few leaps, it rushed from the mountain peak straight to the mountain gate, arriving in front of the Bodhi Patriarch's secluded meditation cave!

The heavy stone door of the Ancestral Master's Cave was tightly closed, isolating it from the outside world. Only the cold moonlight shone on the bluestone ground in front of the door.

Without the slightest hesitation, the monkey knelt down with a thud, its forehead hitting the cold stone slab heavily with a dull thud.

He raised his head, his golden eyes fixed intently on the stone gate, his lips pressed tightly together, and he remained silent.

That silent perseverance and unwavering gaze are more powerful than any words.

The cave was completely silent, as if it were empty, but the monkey just knelt there, motionless.

Time slipped by, the oppressive atmosphere suffocating.

After an unknown amount of time, a long and complex sigh drifted out from behind the heavy stone door, clearly reaching Monkey King's ears.

"You little monkey, just like that Wuchen, you never give your master a moment's peace..."

"I have long warned you that the time is not yet ripe for your birth. If you insist on going, it will be like a stone thrown into a still lake, causing a great upheaval. From then on, there will be no peace for you in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Your junior brother Wuchen..."

The patriarch's tone softened slightly, carrying a hint of certainty.

"He is blessed with great fortune, possesses unparalleled wisdom, and his strategic planning ability is beyond your reach. Since he dares to go, he must have a well-thought-out plan. Even if there are dangers on this trip, he will return victorious."

However, Monkey King still gritted his teeth and straightened his back.

His gaze remained unwavering; he simply knelt there, his silence speaking volumes!

He didn't believe in any self-defeating ability; he only knew that his junior brother needed help right now, and he happened to have that power!

Bodhi Patriarch remained silent for a moment.

Finally, the sigh rang out again, carrying a deep sense of helplessness, as if a child had grown up and was no longer under his father's control.

"That's enough... that's enough..."

"Since you've made up your minds, then go ahead and have a proper showdown with those countless gods and Buddhas!"

Monkey King suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with wild joy!

The patriarch's voice followed immediately, carrying a sense of admonition.

"But remember this! If you cause a terrible disaster, never mention my name again! I don't want to be implicated and have no peace!"

"Thank you, Master! Your disciple obeys!"

Overjoyed, Monkey King leaped up, scratching his ears and cheeks with excitement, and quickly kowtowed three more times to the stone gate.

"Go, and return soon after you've finished!"

"This disciple understands; this disciple is departing!"

Monkey King's golden steed somersaulted several times in the air before disappearing from the gates of Fangcun Mountain, chasing after Ning Chen and his group!

........

At this moment, the Zhongnan Mountain Louguantai, inside and outside the Zhengyi Taoist temple, was already shrouded in gloom and desolation, with only endless silence and panic remaining.

The sky was completely covered by thick, leaden clouds. Within the clouds, figures clad in armor and wielding thunder hammers and chisels could be vaguely seen, appearing and disappearing amidst the thunderclouds. A chilling and menacing aura enveloped the surrounding area.

The gods of thunder have descended!

Louguantai Square was empty except for twelve enormous pillars of light, condensed to the point of being tangible and radiating a ghastly white light, which, like nails of divine punishment, fell from the sky and firmly pinned down the entire core area of ​​the Taoist temple!

These twelve beams of light cast twelve enormous circles of light and shadow on the ground.

Every hour that passed, a beam of light would suddenly go out, like a candle flame being extinguished by an invisible hand!

When all the light and shadow are extinguished, it will be the moment when the Heavenly Court descends with divine punishment, completely erasing the entire Zhengyi Sect from this world!

Inside the main hall of the Taoist temple, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Qingxuan was emaciated, his face as pale as paper, with traces of blood still wet at the corners of his mouth. He leaned on a wooden cane, showing signs of exhaustion, yet he was still struggling to hold on.

He drew talismans with his own blood, attempting to communicate with the patriarch and try to secure a glimmer of hope for everyone.

However, the talismans that were supposed to reach the heavens in the past would extinguish themselves before they were even half-burned, clearly indicating that the patriarch was unwilling to accept his prayers.

Sun Rongrong held Qing'er tightly in her arms, tears streaming silently down her face.

Just then, Qing'er, who was being held tightly in Sun Rongrong's arms, suddenly broke free from her embrace.

This exquisitely beautiful two-year-old girl, who should have been innocent and unaware, showed no fear or confusion on her face.

Her once clear, blue eyes, as pure as a clear sky, now appeared unusually deep and calm, as if she had seen through the cycle of life and death.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Qing'er straightened her oversized robe, her movements displaying a composure and elegance far beyond her years.

She slowly stepped forward and, facing the crowd in the hall, performed a standard curtsy with the poise of a little adult.

Qing'er's voice, clear and melodious, echoed in the main hall of the Zhengyi Sect.

"Dear uncles, grandfathers, mothers..."

"Qing'er, I'm sorry to have troubled you all."

She raised her head, her eyes clear, and swept over the familiar faces, a faint smile appearing on her small face.

"Qing'er has known since childhood that I am no ordinary person, and that person was only looking for me."

"Uncles and grandfathers, please wait here. Qing'er will go on her own..."

"Don't sacrifice yourself for me anymore!"

"No, Qing'er won't go... It'll be alright, Ning Chen will be here soon."

Sun Rongrong hugged Qing'er tightly, her voice trembling with tears.

"Mommy's here, Mommy won't let you..."

Qing'er gently shook her head, forcing a reassuring smile on her little face.

"Uncle Ning Chen, you brought me into this world, and I already owe you so much... I can't drag him into this anymore..."

Only then did everyone confirm it.

It turns out that Qing'er was not, as Ning Chen said, a blood sacrifice taken by the fox demon; she was clearly a descendant of the fox demon.

"Don't cry, Rongrong's mom..."

Qing'er gently wiped away Sun Rongrong's tears with her small hands. Her voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Qing'er...I'm sorry for causing everyone trouble."

These words, like a drop of cold water thrown into boiling oil, instantly eased the tension in everyone's hearts!

An indescribable bitterness and indignation surged straight to the top of my head!

"Qing'er! You stay here, we'll fight them!"

Tang Hao roared, but Qian Quan, Zhou Tao, and the others held him tightly.

"Don't be impulsive, Old Tang! Going out would just be suicide. We've only been cultivating for a year; we're no match for them!"

"Silly child! This trouble wasn't caused by you! It's just that fate won't tolerate you!"

Luo Zhantian's tiger-like eyes were filled with tears.

Qing'er did not respond to their roars. Her gaze passed over the crowd and once again fell on the desolate place outside the palace gate, which was shrouded in lightning and had twelve flickering lights.

In this critical moment, the stubbornness and sense of responsibility that ran deep within her blood were fully awakened in her small body.

As a descendant of a fox spirit, she possessed far more bloodline memories than any human!

Back then, her own mother, Li Chujian, would rather die than live like a broken tile, and now she is doing the same!

I'll just give this body and blood back to you, no matter what!