I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences." The Long-Armed Ape sneered, summoned a golden soft sword with a flick of its wrist, and its body became a blur as it rushed towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao remained calm, fearless, and unmoved.

Sun Wukong twirled his Ruyi Jingu Bang, which flew out from the side and blocked the Tongbi Ape's path. The long staff and the soft sword clashed hundreds of times in an instant, and the crisp sound of the weapons colliding was like music that resounded in all directions.

After hundreds of rounds, both monkeys fought with increasing ferocity, but the golden soft sword in the Long-Armed Ape's hand could not withstand the onslaught and shattered upon impact with the Golden Cudgel, forcing its master to retreat and temporarily avoid the blade.

Sun Wukong was overjoyed and instinctively pursued the attack relentlessly, determined to seize this opportunity to settle the score and completely resolve this trouble!
"Wukong, don't chase after poor bandits."

On the ground below, when Qin Yao saw the gibbon fleeing towards the giant mountain, he immediately shouted to Sun Wukong.

Without turning his head, Sun Wukong said, "Master, don't worry. If it's just me alone, I can freely enter and leave even the most dangerous places."

Qin Yao: "..."

It's true that old habits die hard. How many times will this monkey suffer from its recklessness before it learns to be cautious?

In other words, no matter how well-behaved or composed they usually appear, it's only in front of themselves. Once they encounter a demon, they immediately transform into a restless monkey, their mind wandering and unable to stay still!
In a split second, a multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind, while in reality, Sun Wukong had already chased the Long-Armed Ape into the giant mountain, even rushing headlong into the temple with the plaque of Little Thunderclap Temple hanging on it...

"Boom."

The gibbon landed heavily on the golden lotus platform in the center of the temple, suddenly turned around, pointed at Sun Wukong, and burst into laughter.

Sun Wukong frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at someone like you, who dares to be a protector of the pilgrims?" the Long-Armed Ape replied.

Sun Wukong was instantly enraged. He slammed one end of his golden cudgel heavily onto the ground and shouted, "Long-armed ape, you are no match for me. How dare you belittle me?"

"Of course it's because you were too reckless."

The gibbon laughed smugly, then suddenly changed the subject: "Sun Wukong, open your magic eyes and take a good look at where you are!"

Sun Wukong's expression faltered slightly, then two golden beams of light shot from his eyes as he looked at the four walls of the main hall.

The magnificent golden hall vanished into nothingness under this divine gaze, and he found himself standing in a depression, with a raised area above him and the surroundings converging, as if he were trapped inside a saucer...

"See it clearly now?" the gibbon said with a smile.

"Do you think this magic weapon can trap me?" Sun Wukong retorted.

"Give it a try," the gibbon said, raising its hand.

Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel into the ground, constantly commanding it to grow larger, until it pierced a golden ceiling like an awl, smashed open the roof of the dilapidated temple, and shot straight into the sky.

Even so, the top wall did not break. Instead, the golden cudgel reached its limit and suddenly fell back down.

"You felt it, didn't you?"

The gibbon laughed and said, "To tell you the truth, this treasure is called the Golden Bell. It is the Dharma weapon of the Buddha of the East. Let alone you, even the Buddha himself, once trapped in here, would not be able to get out easily."

"And what about you? Aren't you in this mess too?" Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel again and said coldly, "To put it bluntly, aren't you afraid I'll beat you to death?"

The long-armed ape's lips curled slightly as it softly called out, "Senior brother."

On the mountaintop, inside the dilapidated temple, in front of the golden gong, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor silently chanted a spell, raised his hand and pointed forward, and the Long-Armed Ape instantly appeared above the golden gong from within it.

"Dong dong dong."

The long-armed ape stepped on the golden gong and said with a smile, "Sun Wukong, do you have anything else to say now?"

Sun Wukong: "..."

"You have nothing to say? Then I'll go see your master again and see what he has to say. Wisdom... Heh, let's see if his wisdom can withstand my iron fist."

Sun Wukong was shocked: "Long-Armed Ape, if you dare to harm my master, neither the Heavenly Realm nor the Buddhist Realm will let you off!"

At the golden gong, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor paused slightly and said softly, "Junior Brother, what Sun Wukong said is not without reason."

We can ruin the journey to the West, but we cannot openly kill Xuanzang.

This is the bottom line of fighting without breaking down; once this line is crossed, one is severing oneself from both the heavens and the Buddhist realm, and can only become a demon.

The gibbon's eyes flickered, and he said, "If that's the case, then I will take Sun Wukong's place and escort Xuanzang to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

The Yellow-Eyebrowed Patriarch instantly grasped the implied meaning of these words and laughed loudly, "This method is excellent! With my junior brother as Xuanzang's protector, my lineage of the Future Buddha can rest easy..."

In the blink of an eye.

The long-armed ape transformed into a golden rainbow, appearing at the foot of the mountain before the crowd. Smiling, it addressed Qin Yao:
"Monk, I have killed that monkey. From now on, I will take his place and escort you on your journey westward."

"The eldest brother was beaten to death?" Sha Wujing suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror.

Pigsy was also in a daze, his face filled with disbelief.

Was the monkey killed?
how is this possible! !
But if the monkey had won, would it be this annoying fellow flying back right now?

Of the three, only Qin Yao remained calm and slowly said, "If you kill him, it would be tantamount to cutting yourself off from the Heavenly and Buddhist realms. I don't think you'd be that foolish."

"Hahaha."

The gibbon laughed loudly, then tilted its head and glanced at Qin Yao: "You are indeed exceptionally intelligent... That's right, I didn't kill him, I just imprisoned him. However, if you don't behave, the outcome is hard to predict."

Qin Yao shook his head: "General Divine Monkey, are you going to give up your pride and your principles?"

The gibbon's smile vanished, and it squinted, asking, "What do you mean?"

What do you mean?
Of course, Qin Yao knew his weakness was fame and fortune, and was preparing to address it accordingly!

"I simply cannot reconcile the current you with the Monkey King that the little lark spoke of, the one revered by the people of the nation. How could the faith of a nation's people lead to kidnapping and extortion?"

Hearing this, the Long-Armed Ape's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Since you've put it that way, then I won't use him to threaten you. However, without his protection, are you sure those two good-for-nothings behind you can escort you to the Western Paradise?"

Qin Yao stared into his eyes, and instead of answering, asked, "How is Wukong now?"

The long-armed ape raised its hand and released a mysterious mirror, which reflected the scene of golden gongs inside the dilapidated temple:
"To tell you the truth, as long as I don't release him on my own initiative, he will be trapped in this golden gong for the rest of his life until his soul perishes."

So, don't hold onto any illusions; you should seriously consider my suggestion.

Qin Yao pretended to consider it, but actually pondered it, and finally said, "You have a lot of confidence in this golden gong?"

"Of course," the gibbon said, raising its head. "Even that dead monkey's Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic hoop) couldn't break this golden gong. I can't think of anything in the world that could break it!"

Qin Yao said calmly, "Since you're so confident, how about we make a bet?" The long-armed ape asked curiously, "What kind of bet?"

Qin Yao said, "Give me this golden gong, and I will definitely break it open and rescue Wukong within three days."

If I can't do it, then I agree to your proposal. If I do, you will take responsibility for the shattering of the Golden Bell.

"Master, don't be impulsive!" Before the Long-Armed Ape could speak, Pigsy spoke first: "Eldest Brother has already acted impulsively once. If you act impulsively again, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The gibbon's instinctive resistance was immediately dispelled by this fellow's obstruction. Or rather, the more Pigsy didn't want it to be this way, the higher his chances of winning were!

Realizing this, the gibbon decisively said, "Alright, you wait."

Having said that, he raised his hand and stretched it towards the top of the giant mountain. The golden gong in the dilapidated temple turned into a golden light and flew down from the top of the mountain. It then quickly shrank in mid-air, eventually becoming the size of a teacup, hovering in the air above his palm.

"Master, this golden cymbal is not light. Are you sure you can lift it?"

"Perhaps." Qin Yao slowly raised his right hand, opening his jade-like palm: "Please give this to me, General."

"Junior brother, wait!"

At this moment, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor flew down from the mountaintop and said seriously, "Junior Brother, why don't you reconsider? This monk always manages to do things that ordinary people can't. I'm worried that he really has some kind of magic."

The long-armed ape chuckled and tossed the golden cymbal to Qin Yao: "Senior brother, if you don't have confidence in me, don't you have confidence in Master?"

As the two were talking, the golden gong landed directly in Qin Yao's palm. It felt slightly heavy and indeed had some weight.

However, given his current strength, he shouldn't be so weak that he can't even lift a magic weapon...

"General Divine Monkey, we'll take our leave now. We'll return in three days, no matter what the outcome." Qin Yao said earnestly, gripping the golden gong tightly in his hand.

"Fine, I'll trust you this once, but if you don't return in three days, don't blame me for being ruthless." The long-armed ape pointed at Qin Yao and said loudly.

Qin Yao nodded, turned around and said, "Let's go, Wu Neng, Wu Jing."

In the blink of an eye.

The group of master and disciples arrived at a lake from the foot of the mountain. Seeing that his master showed no sign of stopping, Pigsy couldn't help but ask, "Master, where are we going?"

Qin Yao turned around and looked around. After realizing that the giant mountain was quite far away, he finally stopped and said seriously, "Of course we have to go and rescue Wukong."

"Do you know how to get him out?" Pigsy asked curiously.

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "I don't know, but there is a way we can try."

"Oh...I see, you want us to go to Heaven for help." Pigsy said, "That is indeed a good idea. Old Sand, you should go quickly and come back soon."

"No."

Before Sha Wujing could speak, Qin Yao decisively said, "It's not that I look down on the gods of Heaven, but if the gods of Heaven could open this golden gong, then the Long-Armed Ape wouldn't have given it to me so easily. All this fuss and all that effort will ultimately amount to nothing. What's the point?"

Pigsy paused for a moment, then said, "Then how can we save them?"

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said, "Do you still remember the giant elephant that Little Lark's aunt rode?"

Both demons nodded.

They had a particularly vivid memory of the enormous elephant with a golden ring on its head.

Qin Yao said in a deep voice, "I have heard that there is such a giant elephant in the underworld, named Tingdi. It is the guardian elephant of hell, and there are very few things in the world that it cannot crush."

Perhaps the giant elephant belonging to the crow spirit is Tingdi, or perhaps it is a descendant of the Tingdi clan. If we can find it, Wukong might be saved.

Pigsy paused slightly, then pressed on, "But the problem is, none of us asked them where they lived. How are we supposed to find them?"

Qin Yao said, "First, summon the Earth God."

Pigsy nodded and kept stamping the ground, saying, "Earth God, Earth God, come out quickly."

As he stomped his feet repeatedly, an old man with white hair dressed in gold stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Marshal. What are your orders, Marshal?"

“I didn’t give any instructions, ask my master,” Pigsy said to Qin Yao.

The golden-robed earth god immediately turned to look at Qin Yao and bowed again.

Qin Yao waved his hand, took out the bloodstained arrow he had picked up outside the city from his sleeve, and handed it to the local earth god: "Can you find the owner of the blood through the blood on this arrow?"

The golden-robed earth god took the arrow with both hands and said softly, "This humble god will give it a try."

Having said that, he pressed the blood-stained arrow to his forehead, carefully sensing the surrounding area. His divine sense quickly searched the surrounding ten thousand miles, finally locking onto a thatched hut, where he saw a green-clad girl feeding an elephant...

But at that moment, the giant elephant suddenly turned its head and glanced at him.

That single glance struck him like a thunderbolt; the scene before him shattered instantly, and he involuntarily let out a scream.

Seeing divine blood flowing from the corner of his eye, Qin Yao quickly used his immortal energy to heal him, and then asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"What a terrifying divine elephant!" the Earth God exclaimed, his face filled with fear.

Pigsy asked excitedly, "You found it?"

The Earth God wiped the blood from the corner of his eye and said, "Found it! It's in a thatched cottage three hundred miles to the east!"

"Please, Earth God, take us there now," Qin Yao said sincerely.

at the same time.

On a giant mountain, inside a dilapidated temple.

When the Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor saw this scene through the Mystic Mirror, a look of worry immediately appeared on his face:
"Junior brother, I think I should go and stop them. For some reason, I have a bad feeling about this."

Not far away, a gibbon lay in a soft pile of grass, leaning against a pillar, holding a banana in its hand, leisurely eating it.

"Senior brother, you've just had too many mishaps with Xuanzang in the past, which has left you with a psychological shadow. You always feel like there's a threat in every bush and tree."

Don't worry, if they really go to the underworld to find the prison-suppressing statue, there might still be a chance.

But in the mortal world, any random giant elephant could crush our master's magical artifact. Don't you think that's absurd?

Yellow-Eyebrowed Ancestor: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference, so he was speechless and powerless to refute it! (End of Chapter)