I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

Jiang Wang glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Compassion?"
Tang Sanzang, you are indeed compassionate, but unfortunately, in this world, compassion cannot save lives.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and three golden beams shot out, instantly piercing the foreheads of the three demons.

Before the three demons could even scream, they turned into three corpses and collapsed to the ground.

Venus sighed and said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, your methods are decisive, I admire you."

But this gourd…

Jiang Wang picked up the purple-gold gourd from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and laughed, "Good treasure, it's mine now."

He turned to look at Tang Sanzang and said calmly, "Monk, let's go."

I'll take you to the main road, so you won't get captured by monsters again.

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving my life, benefactor!"
"I do not know your esteemed name, benefactor, but this humble monk will surely repay your kindness in the future."

Jiang Wang waved his hand dismissively and said, "The name is not important."

"Just go and pursue your studies, and don't cause me any more trouble."

Above the clouds, Bodhi Patriarch saw that Jiang Wang had so easily dealt with the three demons, and his hatred intensified.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Wang, how dare you!"

I will make you pay the price!

Guanyin smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Master, don't be anxious."

Jiang Wang is a man of great fortune and unpredictable methods.

Today's situation doesn't necessarily mean he's lost.

Bodhi Patriarch snorted coldly, gripping the Seven Treasures Tree tightly in his hand, his killing intent undiminished: "So what if you have profound luck?"

"I'd like to see how long he can be so smug!"

Jiang Wang led Tang Sanzang and Taibai Jinxing out of the demon cave. The night wind blew, and the valley returned to silence.

He looked up at the night sky, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Bodhi, Guanyin, if you want to play, I, Jiang Wang, will play along to the end."

With a flicker of his figure, he and the two disappeared into the night, leaving behind only the ruins of the demon cave and two meaningful gazes above the clouds.

Deep within the sacred mountain, golden light permeates the air, auspicious clouds swirl around, and Bodhi Patriarch and Guanyin Bodhisattva sit facing each other on a lotus platform, surrounded by the gentle sounds of chanting and the soft cries of cranes.

The Bodhi Patriarch had a gaunt face, but a hint of worry lingered between his brows. He gently waved his whisk and said, "Great Bodhisattva Guanyin, that brat Jiang Wang's formation is strange and unpredictable. I have been trying to understand it for several months, but I still haven't found a way to break it."

This young man is cunning and ruthless; if we don't make plans soon, our journey to the West may be hindered once again.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat upright on a lotus throne, her pure vase tilted slightly, revealing a ray of clear light. Her voice was gentle but carried a hint of wariness: "What Patriarch Bodhi said is absolutely right."

Although Jiang Wang acted despicably, he was quite methodical.

He has now taken Tang Sanzang hostage. If we forcefully break through the formation, he might resort to desperate measures and harm Tang Sanzang's life.

After all, the pilgrims are crucial to the journey to the West, and nothing can go wrong.

Upon hearing this, Bodhi Patriarch nodded slightly, his whisk hovering in mid-air, his gaze profound: "What the Great Master says makes sense."

Although Jiang Wang was cunning, he was also trustworthy.

Since he said he would release the man in three months, judging from his actions, I believe he will not break his promise.

Enough, I'll hold back for now and make plans after he releases Tang Sanzang.

Next time, however, I will definitely lay a trap beforehand, leaving him no way to escape!

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, her gaze shifting as if in thought: "The Patriarch's insight is profound."

Although Jiang Wang has a brilliant plan, he is ultimately outnumbered and outmatched. If he really releases Tang Sanzang three months later, it will not be too late for us to make our move.

However, this child's origins are unknown, and he seems to have a powerful backer. When the Patriarch goes to Mount Ling to seek guidance from Daoist Zhunti on how to break the formation, he must be extra cautious.

Bodhi Patriarch sighed, rose and bowed: "Thank you for the reminder, Great Master."

"I will now depart for Mount Ling. The outcome will be clear in three months."

After saying this, he flickered and transformed into a golden light, disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

Guanyin Bodhisattva watched him leave, gently shook her head, and whispered, "Jiang Wang, Jiang Wang, who exactly are you?"

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside Jiangzhou City, in a secluded valley, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged in a simple thatched hut. Incense smoke curled from the incense burner in front of him, and three sticks of incense were placed on the table. A faint sandalwood fragrance filled the room.

He was dressed in a blue robe, his face was handsome but somewhat tired, but his eyes were bright and piercing as he stared at a light screen in the void.

"System, mission completed?"

Jiang Wang asked in a low voice, his tone tinged with anticipation.

A cold voice rang out from within the light screen: "The host has successfully completed the mission, releasing Tang Sanzang and Taibai Jinxing. The primordial spirit has been teleported back to the host body from Jiangzhou."

Task Rewards: 300 pieces of Tang Monk's flesh, and one chance to draw a prize using experience points.

Would you like to draw a prize immediately?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile: "Three hundred pieces of Tang Monk's flesh, tsk tsk, that's a good thing."

He rose, walked slowly to the incense table, bowed respectfully three times, and whispered, "To seek peace of mind, I have bathed and changed clothes today, burned incense and calmed my mind, hoping for good fortune to come."

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "System, start the lottery!"

With a flash of light, an ancient-looking turntable appeared, its surface engraved with countless small golden balls, each bearing a number, gleaming brightly.

The system voice sounded again: "Lottery rules: The host can draw number balls to combine into experience points, the total of which cannot exceed twenty-three."

If the total exceeds 23, the lottery will fail.

Please begin, host.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the turntable, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, a small ball flew out and landed in the center of the light screen, clearly displaying a "9".

He raised an eyebrow and murmured, "Nine, not bad, a steady start."

He waved again, and another ball flew out, displaying the number "2".

It was right there in front of me.

Jiang Wang chuckled: "Eleven, not bad, continue."

The third draw revealed a "7" on the ball.

Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened as he calculated, "Eleven plus seven equals eighteen. We're five points away from the limit."

He hesitated for a moment, his finger pausing in the air, as if weighing the risks.

The system's cold voice rang out: "Please continue or stop, host."

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and whispered, "One more time!"

The fourth ball flies out, displaying the number "4".

It slowly emerged.

Jiang Wang let out a long breath and calculated, "Eighteen plus four equals twenty-two, which is just right on the edge."

He stared at the screen, his eyes flickering as if he were struggling: "Should I take another gamble?"
"Draw a '1' to reach 23, and your experience points will double... But if you draw a '2' or higher, it's all over."

He closed his eyes, recalling the various dangers he had encountered during his journey through Journey to the West over the years, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Forget it, Jiang Wang, let's be careful. More than 90,000 experience points is not a small amount."

He opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "System, stop the lottery!"

The screen flashed, and the system voice announced: "Lottery draw complete. The winning numbers are 9, 2, 7, and 4, totaling 22. You have earned 97420 experience points. The reward has been credited to your account."

Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and murmured, "Ninety-seven thousand four hundred and twenty points, enough for me to level up several times."

"Even if I get Tang Sanzang's flesh, I'll still gain experience points. This deal is worthwhile."

He stood up, pushed open the door of the thatched hut, and looked towards the distant Jiangzhou City with a deep gaze: "Tang Sanzang, you monk are finally safe."

Next, shouldn't Sun Wukong make his appearance?

The Journey to the West drama is getting more and more exciting!

Meanwhile, on his journey westward, the weary Tang Sanzang rode a thin horse slowly forward.

He was wearing a kasaya, his face was handsome but he looked tired, he gently moved the prayer beads in his hand and chanted scriptures softly.

Three months ago, he was detained by Jiang Wang and almost lost his life. Now that he has been freed, he feels a bit emotional: "Amitabha, although Jiang Wang is ruthless, he kept his promise and released me."

On this journey to the west, this humble monk will certainly be filled with compassion and strive to save all sentient beings.

As they were walking, a burly man emerged from the forest ahead, wearing a tiger-skin cloak and holding a steel fork, exuding a powerful aura.

Upon seeing Tang Sanzang, the burly man cupped his hands and said, "Master, I am Liu Boqin, the Protector of the Mountain. May I ask where you are headed?"

Tang Sanzang quickly dismounted, put his palms together and said, "This humble monk is Tang Sanzang, from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on my way to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

"I am passing through this area, and I thank you for your inquiry."

Upon hearing this, a hint of respect flashed in Liu Boqin's eyes: "So you are the holy monk who went on the pilgrimage to the West!"

The mountain roads here are rugged and wild beasts roam. The master is alone and may be in danger.

Why don't you come back to the manor with me to rest for a while, and then continue your journey west?

Tang Sanzang smiled slightly: "I appreciate your kindness, benefactor."

However, the journey to the West is a matter of utmost urgency, and this humble monk dares not delay.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Liu Boqin pondered for a moment and said, "Master's sincerity is admirable."

My father has been deceased for many years, and his spirit is still restless. I earnestly request the master to perform a ritual to help him pass on to the afterlife and fulfill my wish.

Afterwards, I offered to personally escort the master on his journey to the West.

After hearing this, Tang Sanzang nodded and said, "Amitabha, it is the duty of a monk to deliver the souls of the dead. Since you are so filial, I will certainly help you."

So he went with Liu Boqin to the village, set up an altar and chanted scriptures to pray for the soul of Liu Boqin's deceased father.

The chanting of sutras moved everyone in the village, and they all knelt down in worship.

The next morning, Liu Boqin prepared provisions and horses, and personally escorted Tang Sanzang on his journey.

The two arrived at the foot of a high mountain. The mountain was majestic, and the five-colored clouds were faintly flowing. At the foot of the mountain, there came a series of roars, which were neither human nor beast.

Tang Sanzang reined in his horse and frowned, saying, "Benefactor Liu, what strange noise is coming from these mountains?"

Liu Boqin stopped to listen and said in a deep voice, "Master, you may not know this mountain is called Five Elements Mountain. More than 30 years ago, divine thunder fell from the sky and a divine monkey fell from the sky and was pressed under the mountain."

The strange noises in the mountains must be coming from that divine monkey.

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang's heart stirred, and he murmured, "Five Elements Mountain... Divine Monkey..."

He dismounted and walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain. Sure enough, he saw a monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth pressed under a huge rock. Although its golden fur was covered with dust, it still shone brightly.

When the monkey saw someone coming, its eyes flashed and it shouted, "Monk!"
Are you the one on the pilgrimage to the West?

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said gently, "This humble monk is Tang Sanzang, from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on my way to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

"Are you perhaps the...divine monkey imprisoned here?"

The monkey laughed heartily, its voice slightly hoarse: "Good eyesight!"

I, Old Sun, am none other than the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong!
Back then, I wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace and was suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain by the Buddha.

Guanyin Bodhisattva once came to enlighten me, saying that a pilgrim on his journey to the West would pass by this place, rescue me, and take me as his disciple.

"Monk, are you the one who went on the pilgrimage to the West?"

Tang Sanzang was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Amitabha, since the Bodhisattva Guanyin has said so, this humble monk will naturally obey."

"Great Sage, may I ask how I can save you?"

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing his sharp teeth: "Good monk, there's a golden light seal on the mountaintop. If you peel it off, I, Old Sun, can get out!"

Tang Sanzang turned to look at Liu Boqin, who nodded and said, "Master, the mountain path is steep, I'll accompany you up."

The two then climbed to the top of Wuxing Mountain, where they indeed saw a golden talisman affixed to a huge rock, inscribed with "Om Mani Padme Hum".

The Six-Syllable Mantra.

Tang Sanzang put his hands together in prayer, silently recited the Buddha's name, and carefully peeled off the talisman. The talisman turned into golden light and disappeared.

The two returned to the foot of the mountain. Tang Sanzang looked at the giant rock in the distance and called out, "Great Sage, the seal has been lifted. Have you come out yet?"

Sun Wukong suddenly burst out cursing: "Bald donkey!"
You dare to lie to me, Old Sun!

The seal is still there, and I can't move!
"You monk, are you perhaps in league with the Heavenly Court, playing tricks on me, old Sun?"

Tang Sanzang was taken aback and quickly said, "Great Sage, please don't misunderstand!"
"This humble monk personally removed the seal; how could I possibly lie to you?"

He turned to look at Liu Boqin, his eyes full of doubt: "Benefactor Liu, could it be... that the invitation was a trap?"

Liu Boqin frowned and said in a deep voice, "Master, the talisman has indeed turned into golden light and dissipated. Could there be another mystery behind it?"

He looked towards the mountaintop, as if he wanted to go and check it out again.

Tang Sanzang waved his hand, signaling him to calm down. He slowly stepped forward, stood in front of the boulder, and clasped his hands together, saying, "Great Sage, this humble monk swears with a pure Buddhist heart that I have no intention of deceiving you."

Now that the seal has been lifted, are there any other restrictions? This humble monk is willing to investigate further for you.

Sun Wukong snorted, his tone softening slightly: "Fine, at least you monk are sincere."

I, Old Sun, have been imprisoned for five hundred years, and I am already extremely anxious.

Go up to the top of the mountain and take a look. If there's anything strange there, I, Old Sun, will remember you for your service!

Tang Sanzang nodded, his gaze resolute, and stepped back onto the mountain path, but in his heart he thought to himself: "Jiang Wang let me leave, but Sun Wukong is still trapped."

Is there more to this story than meets the eye?

He took a deep breath and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.

Jiang Wang squatted on a mountaintop shrouded in mist, with a surging sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet. In the distance, the Five Elements Mountain stood majestically, its shape resembling a giant beast lying prostrate, exuding a heavy and ancient aura.

A smile played on his lips as his gaze pierced through the clouds, fixed firmly on the stone box sealed by the golden light of the Buddha at the foot of the mountain.

Inside the stone box, Sun Wukong was pressed down and unable to move, his hair disheveled, but his eyes still burned with an indomitable fire.

Jiang Wang tapped his knee lightly with his fingers and muttered to himself, "Monkey, you've really messed up this time."

I want to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve.

At the foot of Five Elements Mountain, Bodhi Patriarch, dressed in a green robe, stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the stone box, his brows slightly furrowed.

Beside him, Guanyin Bodhisattva, dressed in flowing white robes, held a jade vase, her expression showing a hint of doubt.

The two exchanged a glance, and Bodhi spoke first, his voice low but with a hint of inquiry: "This monkey is at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, his somersault cloud can travel 108,000 li, and his seventy-two transformations are incredibly powerful. How could he be suppressed by the mere Five Elements Mountain without any power to fight back?"

Guanyin, tell me, does he feel remorse and no longer wish to protect Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures? (End of Chapter)