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

The monkey's clones, though unable to harm him fundamentally, kept him constantly on the defensive.

The monkey beckoned, aiming straight for his groin.

This is a blatant humiliation for Erlang Shen Zhenjun!

Seeing the monkeys forming a battle formation and about to attack again, several more monkeys suddenly appeared from nowhere and tried to snatch the three-pointed double-edged spear from his hand.

A fierce glint flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He abruptly withdrew his spear and reached for his waist with his left hand!

Swish!

A short-handled axe with an ancient design and a blade shrouded in a chaotic aura appeared in his hand!

The axe body looks ordinary, but as soon as it appears, it exudes a sharp aura that can split the primordial chaos!

Yang Jian raised his mountain-splitting axe, aiming the blade at the Fangcun Mountain beneath his feet, where clouds and mist swirled and Taoist energy flowed.

His voice was like the clash of ancient ice, filled with unwavering resolve:

"You demon monkey! If you dare to play tricks and hide again, don't blame Yang Jian for splitting your dilapidated mountain and severing your spiritual energy veins today!"

Chaotic energy surged on the axe, ready to tear through the void and cleave down to the mortal realm in the next moment!

"Sigh...you little monkey, you've finally gotten yourself into trouble, and now they're coming after you!"

A faint sigh echoed deep within the consciousness of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong.

The patriarch......

Sun Wukong's expression froze. He was afraid that his master would find out and someone would come to cause trouble, so he set up an ambush halfway up the mountain, hoping to make the three-eyed man back down!

Unexpectedly, the three-eyed man possessed a multitude of skills, and they were unable to subdue him in time. This further angered him, prompting him to threaten to unleash his magical weapon, capable of splitting mountains and shattering the earth...

But how did this disaster happen to me? It was clearly my junior brother's fault!

Yang Jian knew that the person who spoke must be the monkey master.

He snorted coldly and said arrogantly.

"Your disciple stole my treasure. If he doesn't return it immediately, I'll beat him too!"

Yang Jian showed no fear. Who doesn't have a master?

Although his master, Jade Cauldron Immortal, was killed during the Investiture of the Gods by the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation set up by the Three Immortal Maidens, which removed the three flowers on his head, dispersed the five qi in his chest, and closed his Niwan Palace.

All the spiritual cultivation he had accumulated over many years had been lost.

Master Yuding's cultivation has greatly diminished, and in recent years he has basically withdrawn from worldly affairs.

But above his master is his grandmaster, who is one of the Three Pure Ones, the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable!

If the person behind this monkey is bullying the weak, then let's see whose master has deeper cultivation!

"You child, your temperament is still so unruly. Fine, if you want to hit me, then come on!"

As the old man spoke, the scene before Yang Jian's eyes shattered like broken glass, crumbling inch by inch!

Golden monkeys, a dark forest, a pale moonlight...

Everything faded, distorted, and disappeared rapidly before Yang Jian's eyes!

Space seemed to be instantly folded and replaced by an invisible giant hand, with light and shadow intertwined, and the universe turned upside down!

Yang Jian was shocked. This was one of the thirty-six transformations of the Heavenly Gang, the great supernatural power of shrinking the earth to an inch.

Although he could do it, it was absolutely impossible for him to suppress a powerhouse of his level!

When Yang Jian calmed himself down and looked around again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place.

This is an ancient stone chamber with smooth, unadorned walls, exuding a sense of rustic charm and timelessness.

In the center of the stone chamber, there was only a simple stone platform.

On the stone platform, an old man sat cross-legged.

The old man was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, with a clear and serene face. His eyes, which seemed to contain an endless starry sea, looked calmly at Yang Jian, who had suddenly appeared.

The old man exuded no imposing aura, yet he seemed to be one with the stone chamber, the Fangcun Mountain, and even the entire world, radiating the essence of the Great Dao.

The moment I saw the old man's face clearly!

Yang Jian's sharp eyes, capable of seeing through the heavens and earth and discerning falsehoods and evil spirits, suddenly contracted!

Behind the old man, there was a faint, towering phantom!

Yang Jian's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he knelt down with a thud, whispering in fear.

"division........"

"Why!"

Bodhi Patriarch gently waved his hand to stop Yang Jian from speaking, and put his finger to his lips.

"Hush, I am not that Taoist priest you know, or rather, not entirely. My existence cannot be revealed to outsiders. I only wish to stay here in peace and quiet for a while longer..."

A look of sudden realization flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"This disciple understands and will certainly keep this a secret..."

Bodhi Patriarch lightly waved the whisk in his hand, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

"Your Tai'a sword fell into Wu Chen's hands by chance... It was I who erased the karmic ties for him. Do you really intend to pursue this matter to the end?"

Yang Jian was even more terrified and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, this sword is of little use to me. Consider it a gift to my master... my uncle!"

Bodhi Patriarch nodded slightly and said to Yang Jian.

"Very well, then I'll accept your favor as my gratitude."

His gaze was deep and distant, as if looking through the void towards the West Sea Dragon Palace. After a long while, he spoke softly.

"The events of the Investiture of the Gods are now history. I have cultivated here for over a hundred years, and have taken in thousands of disciples. Although I have many disciples,..."

"Of all those who have received my true teachings, only Wuchen has received them. If you see him traveling in the future and he encounters any calamities, just offer him a little help!"

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood how important Ning Chen was to this person.

He nodded repeatedly, his expression respectful.

"I understand, please rest assured!"

Yang Jian acknowledged and remembered the favor that this being had personally entrusted to him. As for the mere Tai'a sword, he would simply give it away.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a few more minutes about the current situation of old friends in the Three Realms. Then, Patriarch Bodhi waved his hand, closed his eyes, and signaled for the guests to leave.

Yang Jian bowed again, and in a flash, he appeared at the foot of Fangcun Mountain.

The celestial hound, which had been waiting for a long time, immediately whimpered and approached, one hind leg dangling, not daring to touch the ground.

Yang Jian glared at it irritably. "It's all your fault, you dog. Luckily, I didn't swing that axe just now. Otherwise, my master and servant, along with the dog, probably wouldn't be able to get down Fangcun Mountain today."

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Xiaotian Dog by the collar, as if he were carrying a black package.

Ripples appeared in the void beneath Yang Jian's feet, and the figures of him and his dog instantly vanished into them, leaving only the chilly night wind howling beneath Fangcun Mountain.

Inside the cave, Patriarch Bodhi pondered for a moment, his divine thoughts stirring slightly.

Before long, Sun Wukong appeared at the door and walked in with a nervous expression.

"Grandmaster..."

The monkey sensed something was wrong, so it calmed down and knelt down to pay its respects properly.

Bodhi Patriarch sat with his eyes closed for a moment before opening them.

He looked calmly at his unruly yet exceptionally talented disciple, the Stone Monkey, and spoke indifferently.

"Wukong, our master-disciple relationship has come to an end. You ignored my advice and insisted on going down the mountain, which has brought countless consequences!"

"As you've seen today, I intend to enjoy a few more years of peaceful retirement here. If you remain, you'll inevitably face endless trouble!"