I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"I was indeed being old-fashioned," Qin Yao chuckled, then turned to Sun Wukong and said, "These three are yours to take care of."

"Okay, Master."

Sun Wukong grinned, crossed his arms, and flexed his fingers and wrists as he walked step by step toward the three hunters.

Seeing that he didn't seem like a good person, the three hunters drew their spears and prepared for battle.

However, how could their defense possibly stop the Great Sage Equaling Heaven? In the blink of an eye, the three spears were snatched away, whistling as they plunged into the earth, creating three round holes and disappearing completely inside.

The three hunters were dumbfounded, staring blankly at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't hesitate at all. He picked up a person like a chick and casually tossed him into the distance.

With a whoosh, a living person flew away like a shooting star, making the other two hunters' hair stand on end. They instinctively turned and ran away, but unexpectedly, as they ran, their bodies suddenly became suspended in mid-air.

Looking back, they realized that the hairy-faced monster had lifted them up with one hand, and their fear instantly soared to its peak!

"Your Majesty, spare my life!" the short hunter cried out in trembling voice.

“We were wrong, we were really wrong…” the hunter on the other side pleaded.

"It's too late, go find your older brother."

Sun Wukong suddenly spun around, and as he spun, he abruptly released his hands, and the two people he was holding flew off in different directions.

"Awesome!" Upon seeing this, Pigsy suddenly clenched his fist and exclaimed.

Sun Wukong chuckled and turned to look at the little lark: "How about it? Don't you feel that my image has suddenly become much more impressive in your eyes?"

"Yes, yes," the little lark nodded and said, "I don't hate it anymore."

Sun Wukong's smile faltered slightly: "What do you mean? Did you used to dislike me?"

Little Lark frankly said, "To be honest, my first impression of you was that you were arrogant. Now it seems that you have the right to be arrogant, so I don't dislike you anymore."

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Suddenly, accompanied by a series of booming sounds, the ground around them began to shake violently.

"An earthquake?" Pigsy asked instinctively.

"It's my aunt."

The little lark's expression changed drastically. In a flustered glance around, it suddenly pulled the arrows off its wings, turned around and transformed into a tiny bird, instantly disappearing into Qin Yao's wide sleeve.

"Auntie? Your auntie makes that noise when she walks?"

Pigsy was dumbfounded; he couldn't imagine what kind of bird monster could produce such a sound.

A short while later, under everyone's watchful eyes, a middle-aged demoness dressed in black robes slowly approached, sitting cross-legged on the back of a giant elephant the size of a house.

It's worth mentioning that the giant elephant also had a golden halo above its head, which was quite mysterious.

"Is this an elephant?" Sha Wujing's mouth gradually opened wide, his face full of astonishment.

As a former general who once commanded the curtains, he was certainly not so shallow as to have never seen an elephant before; moreover, he had never seen an elephant of such an exaggerated size before!

"Little Lark, stop hiding. Do you think you can escape Tingdi's pursuit?"

As the giant elephant slowly came to a stop in front of everyone, the black-clad demoness sitting on its back looked down at Qin Yao and said calmly.

From within Qin Yao's sleeve, the little lark had no choice but to fly out, transforming into a winged human form and fawningly saying, "Auntie..."

"You've grown wings, haven't you? You've been out for so long and haven't come home at all," the crow spirit said coldly.

The little lark said, "I was just about to go home when I got hurt. Look, I haven't had time to clean the blood off my wings yet."

The crow spirit immediately focused its attention on her wings and indeed saw a bloody, mangled mess: "Who did this?"

“A group of hunters,” Little Lark said honestly. “But they’ve already been chased away by these men beside me.”

"They should be killed..." the crow spirit muttered to himself, then said to the little lark, "Come on, come home with me."

Little Lark secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Qin Yao and said, "Master, I will come to see you again in the future."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "It's best not to. Ending our relationship here might be a good thing for you."

Little Lark: "..."

Before long, Qin Yao watched the two demons ride away swiftly on their mounts, Tingdi. He bent down to pick up the bloodstained arrow that Little Lark had dropped on the ground, turned around and said, "Disciples, it's time for us to get going!"

at the same time.

Lingshan Sacred Realm.

Donglai Buddha slowly stepped into the melon field, gazing at the monkey demon squatting on the ground weeding, and asked, "How does it feel?"

In the melon patch, the gibbon suddenly stood up, its face full of surprise, and called out, "Master!"

Donglai Buddha looked at him with a smile, waiting for a response.

The gibbon instantly understood his meaning and said, "Seeing the melon ripen and fall, I have come to understand a principle: all things have a spirit. Through the experiences of weeding, watering, and catching insects, I have also come to understand that any good result requires careful cultivation."

Donglai Buddha nodded slightly and said, "Very good, you can graduate now."

The gibbon's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

The Buddha from the East smiled and said, “Go, go and experience the mortal world, continue to refine your mind. When you have tasted the bitterness and warmth of human life and understood the true meaning of the world, you will be able to attain the Arhatship.”

The gibbon clasped its hands together and said almost devoutly, "Master, do you have any more advice for me?"

The Buddha Donglai's smile gradually faded, and he pondered, "Disciple, do you know what your greatest weakness is?"

After thinking it over, the gibbon asked softly, "Could it be that you can't see through the allure of fame and fortune?"

Donglai Buddha shook his head and said, "This is only the most superficial layer. In fact, your biggest weakness is that your life has been too smooth."

He was born with extraordinary talent and was bestowed the title of Divine Monkey General for slaying demons. After several reincarnations, he came to the Western Paradise, became my disciple, and cultivated a body of half-Buddha.

You never encountered any setbacks from beginning to end, which gave you a kind of arrogance that came from your very bones.

Therefore, you need some minor setbacks and difficulties; otherwise, if things continue like this, once a deep pit appears ahead, it will be enough to ruin you forever.

The gibbon seemed to be deep in thought, then bowed and said, "This disciple has learned much."

Lean less.

With boundless longing and yearning for freedom, the gibbon quickly flew out of the melon field, constantly searching for its senior brother, Huang Mei, within the sacred mountain.

Unfortunately, he searched almost every place the other person might have gone, but still couldn't find them.

Left with no other choice, he took out the jade pendant that his senior brother had given him from his bosom. Using it as a thread of cause and effect, he released the Xuan Guang Mirror, only to find that the other party was standing in front of his Monkey God Pavilion, looking at his statue and sighing softly.

The gibbon blinked, its body vanishing instantly and reappearing at the Monkey General's Pavilion: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Huang Mei was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Junior brother, weren't you planting melons?"

The gibbon laughed and said, "Melons have their day of ripening! When the melon is ripe and falls from the vine, I will naturally be considered a master."

Huang Mei let out a long breath and smiled, "That's great, congratulations."

The gibbon waved its hand and asked, "Why did you look so worried and sigh just now, Senior Brother?"

"It's alright, life always has its ups and downs, it's normal to sigh and complain," Huang Mei said.

The gibbon said earnestly, "My senior brother treats me like family, so your problems are my problems! Tell me quickly, what is it that's causing you such trouble?"

Huang Mei said, "Don't ask anymore. This matter is of utmost importance. I don't want to..." "Senior brother, I regard you as my elder brother, but you don't treat me as your brother?" Long-Armed Ape interrupted.

Helpless, Huang Mei could only say, "Have you ever heard of the pilgrims who went on the pilgrimage?"

The gibbon blinked and asked, "The eastward transmission of Buddhism from the present-day Buddhist lineage?"

"Yes."

Huang Mei said, "If the Buddha's teachings in this world are successfully transmitted to the East, then the lineage of the Buddha of the Future will have no future."

Left with no other choice, I personally descended to the mortal realm to prevent the pilgrims from successfully reaching Mount Ling.

Unexpectedly, Tang Sanzang, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, suddenly awakened. Neither confused nor foolish, he became the strategist of the journey to the West, turning a hindrance into an asset, and causing my many schemes to fail.

The gibbon nodded slightly and said, "Then the key lies with Tang Sanzang. As long as we can deal with him, the other problems are not a concern."

Huang Mei said, "I know that too, but Sun Wukong protects Tang Sanzang too well, and Tang Sanzang now has his own Taoist powers and magic, so I really have no way to deal with him."

The gibbon pondered, "Does he have any weaknesses?"

After thinking it over, Huang Mei shook his head and said, "There must be, but I can't see it right now."

The gibbon pondered, "What desires does he have?"

Huang Mei responded, "The greatest desire should be to reach the Western Paradise and obtain the true scriptures, right?"

The gibbon had a sudden inspiration and laughed, "I've got it!"

the next day.

Having eaten and drunk their fill and slept well within the city-state, the master and his disciples set off again, heading west out of the city gates and into the wilderness...

After enduring wind and rain for several days, a towering mountain suddenly appeared, blocking the way and reaching the sky, soaring into the clouds.

"This mountain is filled with spiritual energy and teeming with celestial beasts. Could it be that we have arrived at the Spirit Mountain?" Pigsy stared intently at the mountain and muttered to himself.

Sun Wukong silently activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth, but saw a hint of ferocity hidden within the auspicious light, strange and eerie: "Master, something doesn't seem right to me."

Pigsy said, "Something's not right. I don't see it."

Sun Wukong snorted: "You don't have fiery eyes, so it's normal that you can't see it?"

Pigsy muttered, "What fiery eyes? They're just smoky eyes."

Sun Wukong suddenly grabbed his ear: "What are you muttering about now?"

Pigsy chuckled and said, "I mean, may I ask what you, senior brother, have noticed that's not right?"

Sun Wukong said, "It's even stranger that they can't explain it. Master, shall we take a detour?"

Upon hearing that they should take a detour, Pigsy immediately objected: "Brother, look how vast this mountain is. Won't we have to take a much longer route? Let's just go through the mountain. At worst, we can avoid the temples and be on guard at all times."

Sun Wukong: "..."

This fool may be lazy, but what he said makes some sense.

This mountain is huge; taking a detour would definitely add several days of unnecessary travel, wasting time and effort.

Thinking of this, he simply turned to Qin Yao and said seriously, "Master, you should make the decision."

Qin Yao said, "Of course I believe you, so let's take a detour."

"Master," Pigsy called out.

Qin Yao smiled and comforted him, "Bajie, if something goes wrong, the time spent will probably be several times that of taking a detour. If you really want to take it easy, you shouldn't have come up the mountain."

Pigsy: "..."

On top of the mountain.

Xiaoleiyin Temple.

The gibbon disguised as Buddha saw this scene through the Xuan Guang Mirror and scratched his head, saying, "This Xuanzang is indeed not easy to deal with."

Beside him, Huang Mei, disguised as Guanyin, nodded slightly: "I have experienced this situation many times. Xuanzang's wisdom after awakening is immeasurable."

The gibbon thought for a moment and said, "Let's try again. I don't believe he can go against his own heart and desires."

Thinking of this, he immediately called out in the voice of Buddha: "Xuanzang, you have come all the way from the East to pay homage to me, why do you not even dare to go up Mount Ling?"

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Yao slowly reined in his horse and looked in the direction of the voice: "Who is speaking?"

"It must be the Buddha!" ​​Pigsy exclaimed with joy. "Master, didn't you hear me clearly? He said you came to worship him, and he also said this is Mount Ling."

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I've been to Mount Ling before, and I'm quite certain that this isn't Mount Ling territory!"

"Perhaps Mount Ling has moved to a different location?" Pigsy said.

"Do you think Buddha is like you, able to change your residence at will?" Sun Wukong retorted.

“Master, look at him,” Pigsy said, feeling wronged.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Bajie, what Wukong said makes sense. Mount Ling will not be moved easily, and the route doesn't match up."

Pigsy: "..."

Inside the Little Thunderclap Temple, upon hearing this, the Long-Armed Ape helplessly transformed back into its original form and said sideways, "It's a failure. They won't be coming in."

Huang Mei then reverted to his true form and said, "Then let's ignore them and let them continue on their way."

The gibbon shook its head: "No, it won't do. If it ends like this, all anticlimactic and it'll be a laughing stock."

Huang Mei asked, "So what are you planning to do?"

"If we can't catch a turtle in a jar, we'll just have to use more words."

The gibbon smiled slightly, and its body instantly transformed into a golden divine rainbow, rushing out of the Little Thunderclap Temple and slowly landing in front of the pilgrimage team.

"Hey, this monkey looks familiar." Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to him, and Pigsy suddenly said.

“It’s that Monkey King General!” Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.

"Xuanzang, as a Buddhist disciple and a pilgrim on his journey to the West, shouldn't you worship Buddha and burn incense at temples whenever you encounter them?"

The gibbon didn't take Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie seriously at all, and just stared at Qin Yao and asked.

Qin Yao said, "That's how it should be."

The gibbon turned its finger and pointed to the giant mountain, then said, "Then why, even though you've arrived at Little Thunderclap Temple, do you refuse to climb the mountain to pay your respects?"

“This mountain is inhabited by someone impersonating the Buddha, so it must be a dangerous place. Why should I invite trouble upon myself?” Qin Yao said.

The gibbon said, "It's not that someone is impersonating Buddha, but that there is an incarnation of Buddha here. That's why this place is called Little Thunderclap Temple. You should quickly follow me up the mountain to pay your respects to Buddha."

“Master, don’t believe him. This demon’s origins are unknown, and he has ulterior motives. He must be up to no good,” Sun Wukong retorted sharply.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "I certainly won't believe him. After all, he's not my apprentice."

The long-armed ape's eyes flashed, and it said, "I've already put myself out there, and you haven't even bothered to verify it. It's clear you don't have the Buddha's teachings in your heart. If that's the case, what right do you have to go on the pilgrimage?!"

Qin Yao slowly suppressed his smile and said, "Whether I am qualified to go on the pilgrimage is not for you to judge; stop talking nonsense and get out of the way, or you will be obstructing our journey to the west."

Trying to label him?

Wrong choice! (End of Chapter)