I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Master, may I offer you a small suggestion?"

A short while later, after the group of master and disciples flew swiftly to the palace of the King of Gaochang on their somersault cloud, Pigsy immediately approached Qin Yao with a fawning expression.

"What suggestion?" Qin Yao asked.

Pigsy chuckled and said, "That human seed bag is useless to you, and it's even cumbersome to carry around. Why don't you give it to me to keep safe? It'll save you trouble and give you peace of mind."

“Master, don’t listen to this pig’s nonsense. He just sees how powerful the Human Seed Bag is and wants to take it for himself,” Sun Wukong immediately interjected.

Pigsy's smile froze slightly, then he put on a sad expression: "Brother, how could you say that about me? In your heart, am I really that kind of person?"

Sun Wukong nodded: "Yes."

Pigsy: "..."

Qin Yao smiled and shook his head: "Alright, stop arguing, let's go see the King of Gaochang together."

Seeing that he didn't mention the human race bag and just kept walking forward with his head down, Pigsy looked at Monkey with a face full of resentment: "Monkey, what good is this to you?"

Sun Wukong shrugged: "My intuition tells me that it's much safer for the Human Seed Bag to stay with Master than with you."

"how can that be possible?"

Pigsy shook his head repeatedly, about to argue, but then he saw that Monkey King and Sandy had already left, so he had no choice but to chase after them in a sullen mood.

half an hour.

Outside the Imperial Palace.

The King of Gaochang presented Qin Yao with a box filled with jewels and said sincerely:
“Holy Monk, you and your disciples helped us drive away the evil god of greed. I am deeply grateful, but I do not know how to repay you. Please accept this box of jewels, which will serve as travel expenses on your future journey.”

"Your Majesty is too kind..." Pigsy felt much better and rubbed his hands as he accepted the jewelry box.

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao slapped the pig's hand hard, making its large hoof retract in a flash, before smiling and saying to the king:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I appreciate it, but I cannot accept these jewels."

Because our journey is not only a pilgrimage, but also a journey of begging for alms. Through the act of begging for alms, we can relieve the suffering of those with whom we have a karmic connection.

However, if one carries a large amount of money and does not engage in alms-begging, it is actually not a good thing.

The King of Gaochang was immediately filled with reverence. He handed the jewelry box to his attendant and bowed deeply, saying, "Holy Monk, you are truly virtuous. I hereby promise that I will build a temple for you in Gaochang and ensure that the incense will never cease to burn."

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "We must not cause trouble for the people and waste resources."

He could refuse jewelry and money because those things were irrelevant to him. But the power of faith... naturally, the more the better.

a few days later.

Just as they were slowly making their way along the dirt road, the new Jinghe Dragon King was finally chosen in the Lingxiao Palace in the heavens.

Venus, having received the decree, descended to the mortal realm, transforming into a golden ray of light. He swiftly arrived at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, at the Xieyue Sanxing Cave, and proclaimed in a loud voice, "Where is Patriarch Subhuti?"

Inside the cave dwelling, inside the school.

Subhuti, sitting on the podium, changed his expression slightly, took a breath silently, and said to the second-generation immortals below, "You can study on your own. I'm going to greet a guest."

"Yes, Master," the disciples replied in unison.

Subhuti nodded slightly, his body instantly transforming into a stream of light, appearing from the classroom to the cave entrance, where he cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "Greetings, Venus."

"Greetings, Patriarch Bodhi." Venus smiled and returned the greeting, then said, "Congratulations on your promotion, Patriarch."

Subhuti chuckled dryly, "Promotion? What does this mean?"

Venus said, "By the recommendation of the gods, His Majesty has decided to appoint you as the new Dragon King of the Jing River."

Subhuti: "..."

In terms of official rank alone, this is indeed a promotion.

But the problem is, he doesn't want this kind of promotion!
Chang'an has eight rivers, and the Jing River is just one of them. The constant competition among the eight rivers has led to frequent friction and conflicts among the eight river dragon kings. Whoever sits in the position of the Jing River dragon king will face this trouble...

In contrast, he preferred to stay in Fangcun Mountain to teach and nurture students, living a carefree and leisurely life; the two lifestyles were almost completely opposite.

“Bodhi, come with me to Heaven to express our gratitude,” Venus said with a smile during his silence.

Subhuti opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words back.

He knew that Venus was just a mouthpiece and couldn't decide his appointment at all, so no matter how much he said to him, it would be useless.

If this matter cannot be changed in the end, then one can only hope that after Xuanzang attains Buddhahood, he will save one from suffering out of consideration for those three scriptures...

at the same time.

Gaochang Kingdom, Qianshou Palace.

The lion and elephant spirits, who were enjoying themselves, saw their elder brother return and hurriedly got up from behind the table to greet him at the door. The lion spirit asked first, "Brother, why did you take so long?"

"Don't even mention it, it's a long story." The Great Roc waved his hand and said, "Brothers, from this moment on, I am no longer the God of Wind and Rain of Gaochang. What are your thoughts on what the future holds?"

The two brothers stared wide-eyed and gaped, finding it hard to process the information conveyed in those words.

After a long while, the elephant spirit swallowed hard and asked, "Brother, what exactly happened?"

The Great Roc sighed and said, "That Tang Sanzang's shamelessness far exceeds my imagination. As a Buddhist disciple, he didn't go to the Buddhist temple to file a complaint, but actually went to the Heavenly Court."

Now things are really messed up. The Jade Emperor is furious. He not only ordered me to recite the incantation to untie the Human Seed Bag and release Sun Wukong and the others, but he also stripped me of my divine position...

Without a divine position, if we continue to lord it over everyone in Gaochang, we will truly incur the wrath of both heaven and man.

The two demons: "..."

"This is the price of being one step behind." Suddenly, a deep voice rang out at the palace gate.

The three demons immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged figure with yellow hair and yellow eyebrows standing in front of the door, with a solemn and dignified appearance.

"When did you arrive?" the elephant spirit asked, its eyes wide.

Even if he wasn't exactly a wise man, he knew that there were no such coincidences in the world.

In other words, how could the other party have arrived just as his older brother returned, having sensed his presence?
"I've been here for a few days, but I haven't shown myself yet." The Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor sighed softly, "I never expected that Tang Xuanzang would actually go to heaven to ask for help, without any regard for his identity as a Buddhist disciple."

In fact, as a Buddhist disciple, to seek help from the Heavenly Court instead of the Buddhist community when encountering trouble is considered heretical and even unbelievable by him, an insider of Buddhism.

But that's exactly what Tang Sanzang did, catching them completely off guard!
"You've been here for days without showing up, so you've been waiting for me all along." Dapeng raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully, "You wouldn't be here to demand compensation from me because you sensed things were going badly, would you?" "In your opinion, would I, the Yellow-Eyebrow Ancestor, be such a short-sighted person?" Yellow-Eyebrow retorted.

"What you're saying means you won't..."

The roc deliberately elevated the other party's status to completely prevent any claims from being made, and then asked, "So what brings you here this time?"

"I'll help you regain the face you lost to Tang Sanzang, and vent your anger along the way," Huang Mei said succinctly.

The roc spirit pursed its lips and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Do you know what the most forbidden thing for a pilgrim to do is?" Huang Mei asked.

Dapeng pondered for a moment and said, "To murder for money? To act recklessly?"

Huang Mei waved his hand: "They wouldn't do such a thing, and the cost of framing someone is too high."

"What is that?" the Roc asked curiously.

Huang Mei smiled slightly and said, "I only learned this after my master reminded me... The thing a pilgrim must never do is not to make mistakes in minor matters, but to turn back!"

The journey to the West involves two major powers: the celestial realm and the Buddhist realm. Neither the celestial realm nor the Buddhist realm will allow them to turn back.

Under these circumstances, if we can devise a scheme that forces them to revert to their old ways, we can completely escalate the conflict between them and the Heavenly and Buddhist realms.

Following his line of thought, Dapeng pondered deeply and finally found a fitting phrase: "Attack where they must defend!"

"That's right, attack where they must defend."

The Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor smiled slightly and asked, "Then what is it that the pilgrim must save?"

The roc spirit shook its head: "Stop beating around the bush, just tell me directly."

"It's not impossible," the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor laughed. "The person the pilgrims must save is Emperor Taizong of Tang, and the place they must save is Chang'an. If we can combine the danger of Emperor Taizong with the danger of Chang'an, then why worry that the pilgrims won't turn back?"

The roc spirit was unwilling to think about it anymore and asked directly, "What are the specific steps of this plan?"

The Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor said, "When you used the Human Seed Bag, did you also take in a little monkey along the way?"

“That’s right,” said the Roc. “He is the legendary Six-Eared Macaque, and he does indeed have the ability to know the past and the future.”

The Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor said, "Let me tell you something else you don't know... This Six-Eared Macaque, like Sun Wukong, was transformed from the sky-mending stone refined by the Goddess Nuwa."

Back then, after the sky was successfully mended, not one stone was left behind, but two. One of them became Sun Wukong, and the other became Liu Er.

Moreover, because the stone in which Liu Er originally was made was larger than Sun Wukong's, he was born later, and after his birth, his talent was even more terrifying.

"As long as we can snatch Liu Er from among them, feed him elixirs and control him to attack Chang'an, then the pilgrims will definitely turn back, without exception!"

The Roc spirit gasped, looked Huang Mei up and down, and said, "You're so cunning!"

Huang Mei: “…”

Is this a compliment or a sarcastic remark?

After a moment, he suppressed the sudden surge of dissatisfaction in his heart and said indifferently, "This is not a cunning scheme, but a fair and square one, an open and aboveboard plan that leaves the opponent with no way to avoid it."

"Whether it's a conspiracy or an open scheme, as long as it works, that's fine." The Roc suddenly grinned and said, "Then let's do it this way! This time, we must finally get our revenge!"

Huang Mei said, "The key to whether we can finally hold our heads high lies in whether you can bring out the Six-Eared Macaque. What are your thoughts on this?"

The Great Roc Spirit pondered and said, "Sun Wukong is very powerful, so it's not advisable to fight him head-on. I think it would be better to steal out the Six-Eared Macaque."

Huang Mei said, "If we're going to steal, besides Sun Wukong, we also need to be wary of Tang Sanzang. I have a feeling he's hiding a lot of things, and if we don't pay enough attention, you'll definitely suffer at his hands."

The roc spirit rolled its eyes and said, "I'll go and borrow my grandmother's phoenix feather robe. Is that enough to show my respect?"

Huang Mei's lips curled slightly upwards as he said, "Using a phoenix feather robe to steal a little monkey certainly shows how much importance they place on it. You should hurry on your way; your two brothers and I will wait here for your good news..."

half a month later.

After trekking through mountains and rivers, enduring wind and rain, the pilgrimage team finally arrived at another city-state. That night, they stayed at the home of a Buddhist family and rested peacefully.

However, in the latter half of the night, around the end of the third watch, Qin Yao, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, silently cultivating his body, suddenly felt a tremor in his soul. On a whim, his intuition told him that something of great significance to him was happening.

Realizing this, he immediately activated his magic power, his eyes shooting out divine light, his gaze instantly penetrating the wall beside him and looking into the other rooms, where he saw Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing all fast asleep.

When he gazed at Liu Er's room, he only saw a flash of golden light, and the little monkey that was lying flat in the middle of the bed disappeared without a trace!
Qin Yao's gaze narrowed slightly, and he quickly released his divine sense to search the heavens and the earth, but he could no longer find that golden light.

This thing is so fast that it even surpasses the Somersault Cloud, which is both startling and terrifying upon closer inspection.

A moment later, Qin Yao summoned all three of his disciples and led them into Liu Er's room. He said in a low voice, "Liu Er was taken away by a golden light."

"Golden light? What golden light?"

The three demons then understood why their master had led them into Six Ears' room, and Sun Wukong was the first to ask.

Qin Yao shook his head: "I didn't see it clearly... I only saw a flash of golden light, and then Six Ears disappeared. Afterwards, I tried to use my divine sense to search for it, but still to no avail."

"We didn't sense anything unusual, so how did Master discover it?" Pigsy asked curiously.

Qin Yao solemnly said, "Because I suddenly felt a little uneasy while cultivating, I released my divine sense to find out the reason. When I found out about Liu Er's room, I happened to see this scene."

A cold glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "It must be related to the Roc Demon and his gang! This guy won't learn his lesson until he's taught a lesson."

Qin Yao remained noncommittal, but said, "I originally thought that if we kept the Six-Eared Macaque by our side and kept a close watch on him, the fate in the dream would not reappear."

But now it seems that fate is not so easy to change.

Rather than saying this was the Roc spirit making a move, it's more accurate to say that fate was rebelling against our resistance...

Therefore, disciples, this is not merely a battle against the Roc Demon, but a battle against fate itself!

Sun Wukong, with his exceptional comprehension, immediately grasped the key point in those words: "Master is worried that they will control the Six-Eared Macaque to attack the Tang Dynasty's imperial city?"

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, it will happen. Its purpose is to make us turn back the way we came!"

Sun Wukong blinked rapidly and suddenly said, "Master, since you started cultivating, I feel that you have changed more and more..."

In his impression of Xuanzang, the other party may not be particularly pedantic or foolish, but he was by no means a resourceful person who could quickly come up with a solution at a critical moment.

In other words, when faced with trouble and difficulties, he often has to rely on his clever monkey brain to solve the problem.

At this very moment, he hadn't even figured out the key to the matter, yet his master had already guessed the other party's thoughts, making him seem increasingly unfathomable the more he pondered, as if shrouded in a layer of mist... (End of Chapter)