I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

On the shore of the blue sea.

Crow's Cottage.

Pigsy pushed open the half-closed door and called out loudly, "Is anyone there? Little Lark, Crow Spirit..."

"Who?"

Under the large shed in the courtyard, the aunt and niece, who were cleaning up the excrement for Tingdi, both looked towards the door. The crow spirit among them asked a question.

"It's us! We meet again!" Pigsy stepped into the courtyard first, smiling broadly.

Qin Yao, Sha Wujing, and the White Dragon Horse followed closely behind, stepping through the door and simultaneously coming into view of the two demons.

"Holy monks, what brings you here?" Little Lark asked in surprise.

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "To be honest, we've come here to ask for your help."

"Need help?" Little Lark hurriedly stepped out of the greenhouse, looking the other person up and down: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, it's Wukong who's in trouble."

Qin Yao waved his hand, then took out a small golden gong and said seriously, "He is trapped in this golden gong. With our strength, we are not enough to rescue him."

In my deepest contemplation, I suddenly remembered your aunt's Listening Beast, so I asked the Earth God to bring us here, hoping to see if the Listening Beast could crush this golden gong.

“Okay.” The little lark nodded and immediately turned around and said, “Listen, come out.”

"Good my foot, come out my foot!" Inside the shed, the crow spirit suddenly placed its hand on Tingdi's head, preventing it from stepping out of the shed.

The little lark said, "Auntie, the holy monk saved my life, how can I not help him with this small favor?"

"Idiot, can't you use your brain?"

The crow spirit said with exasperation, "This golden gong is clearly a priceless treasure, and the person who could subdue it with such a treasure must be someone we can't afford to offend. To put our family of three in danger for the sake of some so-called gratitude—aren't you stupid?"

Little Lark: "..."

After remaining silent, the crow spirit turned to Qin Yao and said, "Hurry up and leave, don't bring trouble to us."

Faced with this well-reasoned order to leave, Qin Yao feigned disappointment and sighed softly:
"Since the Crow Girl refuses to help, we'll have to go to the Bull Demon King. Hopefully, his horns can push aside this golden gong..."

"Wait a moment!"

Upon hearing the words "Bull Demon King," the crow spirit cried out as if in response.

Qin Yao paused slightly, looking in the direction of the voice: "Is there anything else, Miss Crow?"

The crow spirit blinked and asked, "Do you know the Bull Demon King?"

Qin Yao opened the golden gong in his hand and replied, "The one trapped inside is none other than Sun Wukong, the Monkey King of the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain, who is also the Bull Demon King's close friend and sworn brother."

They were as close as brothers, with a bond so strong that they would risk their lives for each other.

Therefore, I think even if the Bull Demon King were to break off his own horns, he wouldn't give up on rescuing his sworn brother.

The crow spirit slowly narrowed its eyes and said, "Monk, did you already find out about my relationship with the Bull Demon King?"

Qin Yao feigned surprise and asked, "Relationship? What's your relationship?"

“They were a couple in love, even though they used to be,” said the little lark.

"Shut up." The crow spirit glared at her and scolded her softly.

"Then they're on our side!" Pigsy laughed loudly. "Sister-in-law Crow, please help us out and rescue that dead monkey."

"One of our own?"

The crow spirit sneered and said, "I wish I could kill that old bull who started something and then abandoned it... You are his friends, and he is my enemy."

Pigsy's smile froze, and he thought to himself: Judging from this, it's obvious that love has turned into hate. This is troublesome.

Qin Yao's expression remained unchanged, and his voice remained calm and steady: "Then do you want to resolve this grudge?"

The crow spirit raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"

"If you want, have Tingdi help you crush the golden gong, and we guarantee we'll bring the Bull Demon King here for you afterwards," Qin Yao said earnestly.

The crow spirit scoffed, "Bringing them over is enough? We're taking a risk because of this!"

Qin Yao said, "Forgive my bluntness, but if we don't do this, you will never see the Bull Demon King, even if you wait for another three hundred or three thousand years."

In the very end, you might leave this world filled with resentment and regret. Can you accept such a predictable ending?

The crow spirit's expression changed drastically, and he fell silent.

To put it bluntly, whether you hate or love, only after you reunite will you have a chance to resolve your regrets.

During his silence, Qin Yao continued, "Moreover, if you truly hate him to the bone, that's fine. But if you still have feelings for him, saving Wukong will not only enhance the reputation of the Bull Demon King, but Wukong will also speak highly of you in front of him. There is no possibility that you might rekindle your relationship."

Upon hearing the words "rekindle our past romance," the crow's heart trembled, and its expression shifted repeatedly.

Little Lark looked at Qin Yao, then at her aunt, and suddenly said, "Auntie, I've heard you call out the name of the Bull Demon King in my dreams many times..."

"I told you to shut up." The crow spirit let out a long breath and reached out to pull the little lark's cheek.

The little lark cried out, "It hurts, it hurts, Auntie!"

Why would I twist you if it didn't hurt?

The crow spirit retorted directly, then looked at Qin Yao and said, "You monk, you seem righteous at first glance, but your words and actions are like those of a demonic monk, easily bewitching people."

Qin Yao chuckled: "This is the first time someone... no, a demon has ever called me a demonic monk."

The crow spirit waved his hand and said, "You win, but I have one condition."

Qin Yao slowly suppressed his smile and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"You must first bring him here to beg me and make me happy before I will allow Di Ting to save Sun Wukong."

Otherwise… Hmph, men's mouths are all sweet talk when they need you, but cold as ice when they don't. This isn't the first time I've experienced that. The crow spirit said.

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Zhu Bajie: "Bajie, then I'll trouble you to make the trip."

Pigsy instinctively resisted, saying, "Master, I can't run as fast as Sandy. Let Sandy go."

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "Wu Jing is not as wise as you; he can't do this."

Pigsy paused slightly, then couldn't help but smile, saying, "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Qin Yao said seriously, "How could it not be? The Bull Demon King is definitely with Princess Iron Fan right now. If the person seeking help says even one wrong word or reveals anything about the Crow Girl, the Bull Demon King definitely won't be able to come. Wujing is an honest person and wouldn't lie, so he definitely can't do this."

Pigsy coughed lightly, then continued, pressing his lips to his mouth, "Never mind, since it has to be me, how can I refuse? By the way, Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Qin Yao said, "The most important instruction is that you must not let Princess Iron Fan know about Crow Girl. After all, given her personality, once she becomes jealous, she won't care about the big picture or the small picture, she will just use her banana leaf fan to fan you as far away as possible."

Pigsy flicked a strand of hair from his forehead and said, "I understand, Master. I'm off."

"Go, go," Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Also, if you can fly, don't take the land route, to avoid any unexpected trouble." Zhu Bajie nodded heavily, immediately rode on a cloud, and disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

"I'm absolutely right, you are a wicked monk who sees through people's hearts and minds." After watching Pigsy leave happily, the crow spirit suddenly pointed at Qin Yao and said.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I'll take that as a compliment."

Crow Spirit: "..."

half an hour.

The demon king, with two bull horns on his head, wearing a set of retro armor, and bearing obvious bull demon features, flew over with Pigsy and landed directly in the courtyard.

Inside the main room, Qin Yao silently put down his teacup and turned to look at the courtyard: "They're back."

At the head of the table, the crow spirit subconsciously stood up, then slowly sat down again, trying to control his excited mood, and said, "You came quite quickly."

"Caw caw~"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Bull Demon King entered the hall, calling out to him. He looked at him with eyes full of emotion, his face deeply moved.

But the crow spirit knew that this was most likely an act, and it was hard to say how much of it was genuine: "Bull Demon King, if no one goes to invite you, will you never come to see me again in this lifetime?"

The Bull Demon King suddenly appeared before her, reaching out to grasp her hand: "How could this be? Crow, ever since we parted, I've missed you every moment, but I've been unable to come here due to circumstances..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yao suddenly stood up, beckoned his disciples and Little Lark to walk out of the hall, leaving the space for the old lovers to spar.

With them watching over him, it was difficult for the Bull Demon King to say anything explicit or do anything "excessive," so the effect was naturally greatly reduced.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yao led the demons straight out of the thatched cottage and all the way to the shore of the Blue Sea. Only then did he gradually stop and look at the Blue Sea, feeling a sense of openness and expansiveness.

"Master, aren't you going to ask me about my experience in the Rakshasa Kingdom?" Pigsy exhaled a breath of stale air towards the blue sea, and then asked Qin Yao.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "No need to ask, just like I never worry that you will make a mistake."

Pigsy grinned and chimed in, "That's true..."

The little lark, who had witnessed the whole scene, couldn't help but look strange.

She felt that the holy monk didn't "not need to ask," but rather didn't want to ask, and even didn't want to hear about the process, only wanting to see the final result.

Since the Bull Demon King arrived successfully, there was no need to waste time listening to the details.

That said, Zhu Bajie seems quite clever, but even he, caught in the middle of the situation, couldn't see the crux of the problem...

a long time.

A smiling Bull Demon King and a crow spirit in different clothes arrived at the Blue Sea. Little Lark asked curiously, "Auntie, why did you change your clothes?"

The crow spirit blushed and snorted, "Can't I even change my clothes?"

Little Lark said, "No, it's just that it felt a bit sudden."

The crow spirit waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take them back to the thatched cottage to find Tingdi."

The little lark was overjoyed: "Great! Great! Holy Monk, come with me quickly."

Qin Yao smiled slightly and put his hands together: "Thank you, Bull Demon King, and thank you, Crow Girl."

The Bull Demon King said with a smile, "Holy Monk, you are too kind. Crow and I should thank you more."

"Then we won't thank each other. You two go enjoy the sea; we'll head back now."

Qin Yao nodded and immediately led the three demons, Pigsy, Sandy, and Little Lark, to Crow's Cottage.

After watching the group of "idle people" leave, the crow spirit immediately looked at the bull demon king: "If you still can't do what you promised me this time, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

The Bull Demon King reached out and pulled her into his arms, saying gently, "Don't worry, I will definitely come to see you every month, and things won't be like they used to be..."

Not long.

Inside the thatched cottage.

Inside the shed.

When Qin Yao placed the small golden gong under Tingdi's feet, Tingdi slowly raised its right foreleg and stomped on the gong with a thud.

In an instant, the golden gong shattered completely amidst a burst of golden light. The long-armed ape, far away in the Little Thunder Temple, suddenly changed his expression and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Junior brother!!"

Huang Mei was shocked and rushed to the other party.

The gibbon, its eyes glazed over and mouth full of blood, murmured, "The golden cymbal... it's been crushed!"

Huang Mei was taken aback, then said, "Quickly circulate your internal energy, I'll heal you right away!"

Inside the thatched cottage.

As Tingdi slowly raised its hoof, Sun Wukong's entire body was flattened amidst a shower of golden dust, becoming as thin as paper.

"Could someone please lend me a breath of divine energy?"

The next moment, the paper-thin body stood up and spoke to the crowd.

Qin Yao smiled and flicked his finger, releasing a burst of immortal energy that instantly activated the power within the other person's body, causing their body to quickly become fuller.

"Thank you, Master." After recovering, Sun Wukong said with a face full of gratitude.

"Is it only to thank Master?" Pigsy replied, "If I hadn't traveled all the way to Rakshasa Kingdom to bring the Bull Demon King here, you would still be trapped inside."

Sun Wukong chuckled and clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you, Second Junior Brother."

Pigsy was secretly pleased and said, "Say it again."

Sun Wukong ignored him and said, "Master, let's hurry back to that mountain now and subdue that demon."

“I’ll go with you,” the little lark said excitedly.

“No, you’ll be a burden,” Sun Wukong refused decisively.

The little lark exclaimed, "You ungrateful monkey! If I hadn't persuaded your aunt, you wouldn't be out of here now!"

Sun Wukong: "..."

Qin Yao chuckled, then said, "Little Lark, it's not that we don't want to take you with us, but if you appear in front of the Long-Armed Ape again, it will definitely arouse his boundless jealousy. If he can't retaliate against us, he might turn on you."

Little Lark: "..."

Seeing the disappointment on her face, Sun Wukong let out a soft breath, plucked three golden hairs from his hand, and presented them to her:

"In any case, you did help me, so consider these three golden hairs as my thank you gift. If you ever encounter danger in the future, use one of them, and I will sense it."

The little lark paused slightly, then reached out and took the three golden feathers: "Consider this compensation... You can go now, no need to say goodbye to Auntie, I'll tell her later!" (End of Chapter)