I am a fairy in Journey to the West

The moonlight was bright and clear, like daytime, but a layer of eerie mist shrouded Chestnut Slope.

Master Four Eyes revealed his True Eye of Exorcism and immediately said, "Indeed, there is a great demon."

After saying that, Master Four Eyes took out a peach wood sword from his sleeve and handed it to Zhuang Yan, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please take this sword."

Zhuang Yan asked, "Fellow Daoist, you gave me the peach wood sword, what will you use?"

Master Four Eyes drew another green steel sword and said, "I'll take the loss; this will suffice."

After saying that, the Four-Eyed Taoist stepped into the chestnut slope on a gentle breeze.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yan also picked up his peach wood sword and followed him in. However, as soon as he entered Chestnut Slope, the demonic mist swept over him, blinding the eyes of the Four-Eyed Taoist.

Master Four Eyes felt his vision go completely white and he couldn't see anything clearly. "An illusion," he said, and then cast a spell to open his 'True Eye of Exorcism'.

As soon as the Eye of Exorcism was opened, the demonic mist in front of him was instantly dispelled, and Master Four Eyes could see the road clearly. He called out to Master Thousand Crane as he walked forward.

"Fellow Daoist Qianhe, where are you?" Daoist Simu called out.

A moment later, a soft voice called out from the side, "Brother Four Eyes, I'm here."

Master Si Mu rushed over immediately, but heard two whooshing sounds. Master Qian He hurriedly dodged, and the next moment two blood-red blades flew past his eyes.

"A sneak attack?" Master Four Eyes frowned and took out two thunderbolts from his sleeve, throwing them toward the direction from which the blood blade came.

The two thunderbolts disappeared into the thick fog, and the next moment, two thunderous explosions rang out from within the fog.

The thick fog within a hundred feet radius then dissipated completely, leaving behind a burnt smell in the air.

It turned out that what Master Four Eyes threw out were 'Wind, Fire and Thunder Pills', each containing a divine thunderbolt of wind, fire and lightning. Once activated, they scorched the area within a hundred feet.

"Fellow Daoist Four Eyes." A Daoist priest, also dressed in a Daoist robe, lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, with a gleaming steel fork stuck in his chest.

Master Simu rushed forward to check on Master Qianhe's injuries. "Junior Brother Qianhe, what kind of demon injured you like this?"

“A copper-iron Rakshasa,” said Daoist Qianhe. “It is a copper-iron Rakshasa.”

"What?" Master Four Eyes' expression changed. "How could such a thing exist?"

Master Qianhe coughed up another mouthful of blood, then suddenly looked behind Master Simu, "Be careful."

Master Si Mu turned around and swung his sword. With a "clang," his steel sword pierced an extremely hard object.

Master Four Eyes turned around and saw a Rakshasa with a body as hard as metal, a blue face with fangs, blue hair and green eyes staring at him fiercely.

The steel sword in his hand was piercing the Rakshasa's chest, but the spot was as hard as copper and iron.

"Is it really a copper and iron Rakshasa?!" Master Four Eyes exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment, the copper-iron Rakshasa struck with a palm. The Four-Eyed Taoist hurriedly withdrew his sword to block it. With a 'bang', the Four-Eyed Taoist and his green steel sword were both sent flying.

Then, the Copper Iron Rakshasa stepped forward and pulled the bright silver steel fork from Master Qianhe's body.

Master Qianhe cried out "Ouch!" as blood gushed from his wound, startling him so much that he quickly pressed his hand against it.

At this moment, two more wind-fire-thunder pellets flew in, landing on the copper-iron Rakshasa and instantly exploding into two wind-fire-thunder bolts. The copper-iron Rakshasa let out a wail and was blasted away again.

Then Master Simu rushed over quickly, used magic to seal Master Qianhe's bleeding wound, and then carried him away.

But soon the bronze and iron Rakshasa caught up again, and with a sudden hurl of its bright silver steel fork, it struck Master Qianhe's buttocks with a 'thud'.

"Ouch, my butt!" Master Qianhe cried out in pain. "They've caught up again."

Master Four Eyes hurriedly put Master Thousand Crane down, turned around, and, holding the Green Steel Sword, shouted at the Bronze Iron Rakshasa: "You beast! How dare you be so rude!"

Having said that, he took a step forward and slashed at the Bronze Iron Rakshasa with his sword.

The sword light pierced through the air and struck the forehead of the Copper Iron Rakshasa with a 'clang', but it still couldn't break through the Copper Iron Rakshasa's skin and flesh. Instead, his Green Steel Sword was chipped and dented.

"Oh no!" Master Four Eyes thought to himself, just as the Copper Iron Rakshasa kicked him in the chest.

Master Four Eyes coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing next to Master Thousand Crane, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Brother Simu, how are you?" Daoist Qianhe asked anxiously.

Master Four Eyes winced in pain. "Brother Qianhe, why do you always end up provoking such formidable characters?"

Master Qianhe sighed and said, "I also cannot understand the reason for this."

At this moment, the bronze and iron Rakshasa stepped forward towards the two of them, surrounded by a murderous aura, its eyes filled with fierce light.

Master Four Eyes hurriedly reached out and said, "Wait a minute, today's matter is purely a misunderstanding. How about we each take a step back and let it go?"

The Copper Iron Rakshasa laughed loudly, looking at the Four-Eyed Taoist Priest: "Have you gone mad from practicing Taoism? After fighting like this, do you think you can reconcile?"

“Sure,” said Master Four Eyes. “We don’t hold grudges.” Copper Iron Rakshasa said, “But I do hold grudges.” With that, he rushed forward.

Upon seeing this, Master Four Eyes shouted, "Remember your mother's head!" He then swiftly took out two golden thunderbolts from his sleeve and threw them straight at the Copper Iron Rakshasa.

The two golden lightning bolts struck the Bronze Iron Rakshasa, instantly unleashing two blinding bolts of lightning. Then, two thunderous roars echoed through the mountains and fields as the two divine lightning bolts crashed down upon the Bronze Iron Rakshasa.

The copper-iron Rakshasa was instantly blasted dozens of feet away, its entire body charred black.

But he remained standing, seemingly having only suffered minor injuries. Seeing this, the Four-Eyed Taoist was horrified. "What?! Even the Taiyi Heaven-Shattering Thunder couldn't kill him?!"

After saying that, Master Four Eyes gritted his teeth and said, "There is only one way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Four Eyes formed a hand seal, stomped his right foot wildly, and prayed to the heavens: "Grandmaster, save me!"

In an instant, a beam of immortal light descended from the sky, and the founder of the Shangqing School, 'Zixu Yuanjun Wei Huacun', sent down a divine power onto Daoist Simu.

The next moment, Master Four Eyes' aura surged and his magical power surged. Looking at the Copper Iron Rakshasa rushing forward, he threw a punch.

With a loud bang, the bronze skin and iron bones of the bronze and iron Rakshasa were blasted apart by the impact and crashed to the ground like mud.

Just as Master Simu continued his attack, preparing to completely finish off the Copper Iron Rakshasa, Zhuang Yan appeared carrying a peach wood sword.

The moment Zhuang Yan appeared, Master Simu suddenly collapsed to his knees and knelt down in Zhuang Yan's direction for some unknown reason.

Master Qianhe, who was behind them, was stunned by what he saw. "Brother Simu, if you're going to fight, then fight. Why are you kneeling down?"

Master Four Eyes was also astonished, "I don't know either."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, but before he had taken a few steps, he knelt down before Zhuang Yan again. Then he forced himself to stand up and knelt down again.

"It's a ghost!" Master Four Eyes said, his voice trembling with obvious panic. "Am I possessed?"

Master Qianhe said, "You possess the divine power of our patriarch, how could you be possessed by evil spirits?"

Master Four Eyes thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Could it be that our patriarch is drunk?"

“It’s not impossible,” Master Qianhe said.

When the Iron Rakshasa saw that the Four-Eyed Taoist was not chasing after him, but instead repeatedly kneeling and standing up, he immediately realized that something had happened to the Four-Eyed Taoist.

So the Copper Iron Rakshasa regrouped and headed straight for the Four-Eyed Taoist. The Four-Eyed Taoist was so frightened that he hurriedly got up, but soon knelt down again.

"Master, please stop!" Master Four Eyes was almost in tears.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yan, who was some distance away, saw this scene and immediately threw the peach wood sword in his hand over, saying, "Catch it, use this sword to cut it down."

Miraculously, as soon as Zhuang Yan uttered these words, all the restraints on Master Four Eyes vanished instantly.

Sensing this, Master Four Eyes quickly leaped up and, with the help of his ancestor's divine power, slashed out with his sword, severing the head of the bronze iron Rakshasa with a 'thud'.

As the head of the Bronze Iron Rakshasa fell to the ground, the Four-Eyed Taoist threw out several more Wind, Fire, and Thunder Pills. Amidst a violent burst of wind, fire, and divine thunder, the head and body of the Bronze Iron Rakshasa were blasted to pieces, instantly becoming dead beyond any doubt.

After killing the Copper Iron Rakshasa, Master Four Eyes dared not delay. He quickly knelt on the ground to thank his ancestor and then asked his ancestor to take back his divine power.

After the patriarch's divine power dissipated, Master Four Eyes breathed a sigh of relief. Who would have thought that he would almost be killed by the patriarch today!

Zhuang Yan stepped forward and asked Daoist Simu and Daoist Qianhe, "I got lost in the demonic mist. Are you two alright?"

Master Simu stood up, naturally put away the peach wood sword, and shook his head, saying, "It's alright, it's alright. Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Lingtai arrived in time."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Master Qianhe. Looking at the penetrating wound in Master Qianhe's chest and the steel fork on his buttocks, he said, "Junior Brother Qianhe's injury is quite serious. He needs to find a place to heal."

At this moment, the Iron Rakshasa was dead, and the surrounding demonic mist gradually dissipated. Zhuang Yan looked up and found a cave not far away.

Zhuang Yan then pointed to the cave and said, "There is a cave over there. We can take Fellow Daoist Qianhe there to heal his injuries."

Master Four Eyes turned his head and glanced at it, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, Master Si Mu picked up Master Qian He and walked towards the cave. Zhuang Yan picked up the steel fork and followed them into the cave.

But when the three entered the cave, they discovered that it was actually a man-made cave dwelling.

The three of them made their way to the inner hall of the cave, where they found it brightly lit, indicating that it was inhabited.

Just then, a very weak voice came from the center of the cave: "Fellow Daoists, did you eliminate that Rakshasa?"

Master Qianhe and Master Simu were taken aback. They looked up and stared intently at the center of the cave hall, and were surprised to find a emaciated monk dressed in a kasaya sitting there.

Master Simu quickly led Master Qianhe forward, placed Master Qianhe on the stone platform, and then asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you a member of the Buddhist sect?"

The monk was emaciated, his eyes cloudy, clearly on his deathbed. He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Zhuang Yan, Simu, and Qianhe, before speaking, "I am the Dharma Protector of Mount Ling, one of the Twenty Devas of Buddhism, the Vajrapani of Secret Traces." (End of Chapter)