I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Following the sound, Qingfeng looked up and saw that the annoying pig demon had somehow climbed onto the roof of a palace, standing under the bright moon, smiling at him with its disgustingly large belly.

"none of your business."

In response, Qingfeng retorted without hesitation, and then continued flying into the night sky.

With a flick of his wrist, Pigsy summoned the Nine-Toothed Rake. With a casual wave, the rake handle quickly lengthened, and the rake head wrapped around Qingfeng's waist, pulling him back to the eaves in an instant.

"What do you intend to do?!"

After shaking his arms to steady himself, Qingfeng questioned him angrily.

"Am I not obvious enough?"

Pigsy grinned and said fearlessly, "But since you can't understand, I'll mercifully explain it to you."

"Don't even think about leaving Wuzhuang Temple until that monkey returns. Otherwise, when the truth comes out, we won't be able to find you, the culprit."

Qingfeng's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly roared, his voice sharp but his voice weak:
"Stop crying 'stop thief' here! The real culprits are you, not me!"
Furthermore, I'm warning you, I have something very, very important that I need to do immediately.

If you miss the opportune moment, or are even a step too late, it will unleash a great calamity upon the world, a responsibility you cannot bear!

After saying that, he leaped into the air again, attempting to leave.

Pigsy's lips curled up slightly, and he swung his nine-toothed rake again, just like before, and pulled Qingfeng back.

Qingfeng was so angry he was about to explode. He snapped, "Didn't you hear my warning, or did you not understand the seriousness of the situation?"

Pigsy said calmly, "I only listen to my master. If you can persuade him to let you leave, I might even give you a ride."

Seeing his reckless attitude, Qingfeng was extremely helpless and had no choice but to fly down from the eaves back to the courtyard. However, he did not go to find Qin Yao, but instead went back to his own room.

In his opinion, since he couldn't go through the sky, he would go through the ground. He knew all the magic of flying and escaping, so why was he afraid of not being able to get rid of that fat pig?
Lean less.

After closing the door, he did not hesitate or pause at all, and immediately spun around and disappeared underground, rushing into the soil from inside the mountain.

Then he took off running in one direction, and after running for about several hundred miles, he suddenly rushed upwards...

But to his utter surprise, when he excitedly broke through the soil, he found himself back in the courtyard of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Why are you making such a fuss instead of sleeping at night?" Pigsy said, lying on his side on the eaves.

Qingfeng looked at him with a gloomy expression and said coldly, "What have you done?"

Pigsy snorted, "You ask me for advice but don't even know how to use the proper 'you' (formal) form of address? You expect me to keep answering your questions?"

Qingfeng: "..."

He didn't know how to handle this situation!

The next day.

early morning.

Under the bright sunlight, a dazzling golden light suddenly descended from the sky and fell into the courtyard, instantly causing the doors of all three rooms to open simultaneously.

"Hey, Senior Brother, where's Zhen Yuanzi?" Pigsy asked, raising an eyebrow in front of the west wing.

Sun Wukong waved his hand: "Zhen Yuanzi is the main speaker of this Yaochi Conference, and he won't be back for a while."

However, we have confirmed the truth through the Wheel of Time. The fact is that Qingfeng impersonated me and sneaked into the Ginseng Fruit Garden while everyone was asleep, blowing a breath of immortal energy onto all the ginseng fruits.

This ginseng fruit has a special characteristic: because its spiritual essence is too strong, it has long reached the level of becoming a demon. Therefore, as long as it comes into contact with a wisp of immortal energy, it will be transformed into a spirit.

These ginseng fruit spirits were skilled in escape techniques, so when they left, they took all the treasures from the ancestral temple with them.

That said, since Zhen Yuanzi himself doesn't know when he'll be able to return, he hopes that we, master and disciple, can help him find the fruit to prevent any unforeseen complications.

Is what you're saying true?

Suddenly, a voice came from the corner.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw Mingyue standing in the corner, looking astonished.

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, you can go to heaven right now and ask your master," Sun Wukong said frankly.

Mingyue: "..."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly turned around, rushed to Qingfeng's door, and knocked heavily, saying, "Senior brother, senior brother..."

Inside the dormitory, Qingfeng, his face ashen, slowly raised his head and asked, "What is it?"

"Senior brother, please open the door first," Mingyue said.

Qingfeng waved his hand, and the wooden door opened automatically inward: "What is it now?"

Mingyue strode in, her gaze fixed on the other person's eyes: "Did you really do this?"

Qingfeng frowned slightly: "Now even you don't want to believe me anymore?"

“It’s not that I don’t want to believe you, but… their actions are more genuine than yours!” Mingyue said sincerely.

Qingfeng sighed deeply: "Performance? Have you ever considered that perhaps this is what they want you to see?"

Mingyue said, "Then take me to the Ancestral Temple to see the magic treasures left by Master. They said that Master saw through the Wheel of Time that the magic treasures in the Ancestral Temple were stolen by the Ginseng Fruit Spirit. If the magic treasures are still in the temple, it will prove that they are lying."

Qingfeng paused slightly and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

In the blink of an eye, the two brothers arrived in the courtyard and, under the watchful eyes of Qin Yao and the others, slowly walked toward the ancestral hall.

Just as the eyes of the group following their movements, a sudden change occurred. Qingfeng swiftly grabbed Mingyue by the neck, pulling her into his arms, and roared at Qin Yao, "Let me go, or I'll strangle him!"

Qin Yao: "..."

The three demons: "???"

“Senior brother, you…” Mingyue said in disbelief.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry, I never thought it would turn out like this," Qingfeng said in a low voice.

Not far away, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing all looked at Qin Yao, waiting for him to make a decision.

Qin Yao completely ignored the hostage situation in the courtyard and looked up at his three disciples, asking:
"Even if it's just because Zhen Yuanzi is willing to give us four ginseng fruits, we can't refuse his request."

Let's set off now to find the ginseng fruit, but someone needs to stay behind at Wuzhuang Temple. Who among you is willing to stay?

"I am willing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pigsy raised his hand without hesitation.

He doesn't want to go out and travel in this sweltering heat.

"Lazy pig," Sun Wukong said with a laugh.

Pigsy didn't care, and even let it go in one ear and out the other.

So what if I get scolded? It's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh.

Relatively speaking, getting real comfort is the most important thing.

Seeing that they were all ignoring him, Qingfeng flew into a rage, his body trembling as he roared, "Didn't you hear me? I really will kill someone!"

"Let's go." Qin Yao continued to ignore them, gesturing for Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing to leave.

Seeing this, Mingyue sighed and said, "Senior brother, I am your junior brother, not theirs. You are using me to threaten them. How can they possibly compromise?"

Moreover, if you really kill me, my master won't let you off either. Your fate will probably be ten times worse than mine.

Qingfeng's lips twitched, and he slowly released his hand: "Junior brother, do you believe me? I really just made a mistake in a moment."

"I believe you," Mingyue said. "It's normal to have a momentary lapse in judgment, but you can't keep making the same mistake!"

Qingfeng: "..."

In the blink of an eye.

It was nearly dusk.

Sun Wukong rode his somersault cloud, carrying Qin Yao and Sha Wujing, hovering low in the sky, his fiery eyes scanning the sky like a carpet, constantly searching for any trace of the ginseng fruit spirit.

However, most of the day had passed, and they had gained nothing; they hadn't even found a single ginseng fruit spirit.

"Could they have been eaten by some demon king?"

After a long while, the golden light in Sun Wukong's eyes gradually faded, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"No way!" Qin Yao said with absolute certainty, "Don't forget, this batch of ginseng fruits basically all have nine thousand years of cultivation, not the state of ordinary demons who have just transformed."

Sun Wukong nodded: "That's true..."

He had actually "eaten" ginseng fruit and knew very well how much energy a single fruit contained.

"Master, senior brother, look!" Sha Wujing, who had been silent all along, suddenly pointed downwards and called out softly.

Qin Yao and Sun Wukong looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw countless villagers running for their lives, as if some terrible beast was chasing them.

"Wukong, descend from the clouds and ask what's going on," Qin Yao instructed, his eyes flashing.

"Yes, Master." Sun Wukong nodded, swung his arms behind him, and his somersault cloud immediately rushed towards the group of people.

"Amitabha."

Just as the group looked up because of the shadow overhead, Qin Yao clasped his hands together and said loudly.

"It's the Buddha! We're saved! We're saved!" An old man looked closely at Qin Yao's attire and suddenly cried out.

Upon hearing the word "Buddha," all the villagers knelt down and prayed for the Buddha's protection.

Qin Yao didn't explain anything, only asking, "What trouble have you encountered? Why are you so flustered?"

The old man who knelt down last was the first to raise his head, tears streaming down his face: "Buddha, we have encountered a demonic scourge!"

"What kind of demonic threat? Tell me in detail," Qin Yao said.

The old man responded, "Recently, more than ten monsters occupied Pingdingshan and killed King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn. Two of the monsters even peeled off their golden and silver horns and wore them on their own heads, proclaiming themselves the new King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn."

The original King Gold and King Silver Horned King, although he required offerings from us, did not eat people. However, this new King Gold and King Silver Horned King is not so kind; he eats people whenever he wants, and he can eat whomever he wants.

This was terrifying, so we had no choice but to flee with our families.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yao immediately turned to the two demons beside him and said, "It should be them; the numbers match up."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, then suddenly asked the old man, "How do I get to Pingding Mountain?"

The old man pointed in a direction and said, "Keep walking this way, and you'll arrive after crossing about three mountains."

"Thank you."

Sun Wukong thanked him and then rode his somersault cloud straight to Pingdingshan.

"Uncle Gong, now that Buddha has gone to subdue the demon, should we still flee?" On the ground, in the crowd, after watching the golden cloud disappear, a young man asked.

The old man named Gong Shu thought for a moment and said, "Continue to run, but there's no need to fight so desperately. Even if these few can't defeat the Flat-Top Mountain Demon King, they can at least buy us some time..."

Pingdingshan.

Lotus Cave.

A lean, older-looking man with a golden horn on his head and wearing a long golden robe stood in front of the two women with his arms outstretched, and asked with a smile, "Third sister, fourth sister, what do you think of my outfit?"

"And me, and me."

At this moment, a slightly overweight man with a round face and silver horns on his head, wearing a silver robe, rushed out of the stone chamber and said with a smile.

"Second brother, I asked first," the Golden Horned Demon King said, frowning.

The Silver Horned Demon King chuckled sheepishly and said, "I'm just too pleased with this outfit... Third Sister, Fourth Sister, you should give your opinion on your eldest brother first."

"They all look good," the woman in red said with a smile.

The woman in green pondered for a moment and said, "I still think the eldest brother is more handsome."

The Golden Horned Demon King laughed heartily: "Fourth Sister, your judgment is truly inferior to your elder sister's..."

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly, a crisp knocking sound came from the cave entrance, followed by a hearty shout from inside the cave:
"Ginseng fruit spirits, come out quickly, we're here to take you away."

The four demons all changed color. King Golden Horn summoned a golden gourd with a flip of his hand and said in a deep voice, "Take your magic weapon and see who this is!"

In the blink of an eye, the four siblings arrived at the cave entrance. The Golden Horned Demon King raised his hand and gently patted the pearl at the entrance. As a surge of demonic energy flowed in, the heavy stone door immediately closed to the left and right.

Upon hearing the sound of the gate opening, Sha Wujing quickly stepped back and stood to Qin Yao's right. He then joined his master and senior brother in watching the four monsters slowly emerge.

"Who are you people? Who sent you?"

The Golden Horned Demon King, holding a golden gourd in his hand, asked with great majesty.

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "We are pilgrims on a pilgrimage; Zhen Yuanzi sent us here."

The Golden Horned Demon King's heart pounded, but thankfully his expression remained unchanged: "We have no enmity or grudge against Zhen Yuanzi, so why did he send you to capture us?"

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "Stop pretending. We've already heard that you just arrived in Pingdingshan. You are the Ginseng Fruit!"

The Golden Horned Demon King slowly narrowed his eyes, secretly uncorked the bottle, and asked, "Pilgrims, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yao turned around, covered Sun Wukong's mouth, and transmitted his voice:
"Don't agree. The gourd in his hand is called the Purple Gold Red Gourd. If you agree without warning when he asks you a question, you will be sucked in."

Sun Wukong: "..."

Such a strange magical artifact exists in this world?!
"Journey to the West, do you not even dare to agree?"

Seeing that the three of them were all silent, the Golden Horned Demon King's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly provoked them.

"Go straight for them and capture all four of them!" Qin Yao transmitted his voice to Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing at the same time.

Without the slightest hesitation, one wielded the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff), while the other gripped the Solo Staff, and together they charged toward the mountain gate.

The four ginseng fruit spirits were terrified. The Silver Horned Demon King quickly summoned a seven-star sword that appeared to be made of round coins with square holes, infused it with his magic power, and shouted:
"All land gods and mountain spirits, come quickly to my aid..." (End of Chapter)