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In the depths of the netherworld.

Tan Wenjie's attention had returned to Long Gui.

“That was the emperor of the mortal realm just now. The one who killed you was Wei Zheng. You’ve come to the wrong person for revenge.” Tan Wenjie realized that this group of dragons was still the same as before, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

If they can't beat Nezha, they'll cause trouble for Chentang Pass; if they can't beat Wei Zheng, they'll vent their anger on Li Shimin.

"But he promised Xiaolong that he would stop Wei Zheng." The Jinghe Dragon King wanted to argue, but in the end he just sighed and held his head.

If God were so easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been beheaded for something as trivial as withholding rainwater points.

Ultimately, it was because they dared not retaliate against Wei Zheng, nor dared to question the gods in heaven, so they could only vent their resentment on the emperor on earth.

"The fate of an earthly emperor is ordained by Heaven, and no one can change it."

"Xiao Long wouldn't dare."

"Since the higher-ups haven't imposed any other punishment on you, you can reincarnate on your own in a few days." Tan Wenjie then pulled out the Book of Life and Death from behind his back. "Would you like to be a human or a dragon in your next life?"

"Little Dragon wants to cultivate by your side."

"Don't be silly, I have very high standards for appearance."

"..."

The Dragon King of the Jing River remained awkwardly silent for a while before saying, "Little Dragon, I want to be a human in my next life."

Humans are the most intelligent of all beings, and can make rapid progress in their cultivation. In contrast, even if a dragon rises to the position of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, it still has to live a humble and subservient life.

"Hey, there's a promising young cultivator here with a good birth time. He's not far from the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave. I wonder how his luck will be and whether he'll be able to become an apprentice and seek immortality."

The Dragon King of the Jing River immediately said, "The little dragon once had nine sons, all of whom have made a name for themselves..."

Tan Wenjie's expression changed, and he snorted, "Are you going to offer a bribe, or are you going to bribe this Emperor?!"

His imposing aura caused a cacophony of ghostly wails and howls to erupt from the eighteenth level of hell.

Ordinary souls trembled uncontrollably upon hearing the sound.

"I dare not!" The Jinghe Dragon King knelt on the ground, holding his head and explaining, "I've heard that Your Majesty and Guanyin Bodhisattva of the Western Paradise are good friends. Coincidentally, my fifth son is named Futile Dragon, who works as a bell-ringer with Buddha, and he possesses some rather interesting scriptures..."

“This Emperor does indeed enjoy reading scriptures.” Tan Wenjie nodded. “You are blessed with good fortune; you will surely be able to enter the path of immortality again in your next life.”

"Thank you, Emperor."

"By the way, I heard you have a young son who is still by your side?"

"Is Your Majesty referring to the little alligator dragon? The young one is unruly..." The Jing River Dragon King paused, as if he had thought of something, and immediately said, "If Your Majesty does not mind, you can take it under your saddle as a mount. Alligator dragons have broad backs, making them easy to ride. Besides, it would be a blessing for the little alligator dragon to follow Your Majesty."

The Dragon King of the Jing River knew that Tan Wenjie had divine beasts under his command, such as the ferocious beast and the lion-like beast, but because they all became servants of the Heavenly Court after the Investiture of the Gods, Tan Wenjie could no longer ride those divine beasts. For now, he could only ride a water-avoiding beast.

The Water-Avoiding Beast was merely the mount of Ao Bing, the Third Prince. How could riding a prince's mount compare to riding the young prince directly?

Of the nine sons, the most ferocious and monstrous-looking is the little alligator dragon, which already resembles a wild and savage beast at a young age.

"I remember your wife was the Princess of the Western Sea?"

"She is the younger sister of the Dragon King of the West Sea."

“After you die, your wife and children will surely go to your maternal family,” Tan Wenjie said. “If the little crocodile dragon doesn’t come out to cause trouble, that’s fine. But if it does, I will take it under my wing and discipline it strictly.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Dragon King of the Jing River took out a pearl and solemnly handed it to Tan Wenjie.

"Although the little alligator dragon is a bit mischievous, it is extremely filial. Upon seeing this precious pearl, it will surely obey the Emperor's orders."

Seeing that Tan Wenjie had accepted the pearl, the Jinghe Dragon King breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew very well that with his wife bringing their young son back to Xihai, life there would likely be difficult, given Xihai's nature.

Princess Ao Cunxin of the Western Sea and the God of Justice Yang Jian had already caused quite a stir, and there was also the Third Prince of the Western Sea, Ao Run, who was demoted to Eagle Sorrow Gorge for burning the Night-Shining Pearl.

With Tan Wenjie's approval, at least some protection was found for the youngest son.

"Go reincarnate quickly." Tan Wenjie calculated with his fingers, "It's almost the fifteenth of August."

It's time to enjoy Chang'e's handmade mooncakes again.

Tan Wenjie rode a cloud to the sky and happened to meet Nezha on duty.

"Brother Jie, where are we going?"

"I haven't had mooncakes made by the Moon Goddess Chang'e in a long time. I'm craving them, so I'm going to go to the Moon Palace to ask for a couple to try."

“You didn’t just arrive yesterday.” Nezha slapped his forehead. “I forgot, it’s only been a day since I last saw Brother Jie, but it’s been a whole year since you and I last saw each other.”

"My dear brother, work is important. Don't always think about treating me to drinks. It's too extravagant to treat me to such fine wines."

"Brother Jie is right, I should treat you to a drink. I'll go ask the Seventh Princess for some fine wine."

"Hey!"

Watching Nezha turn and leave, Tan Wenjie remarked, "Brother Nezha is still too genuine."

He turned to look at the Four Heavenly Kings.

"..."X4
Four people stand at attention.

Unlike Nezha, they didn't have enough influence to borrow good wine.

They kept repeating "You can't see me, you can't see me" in their minds, and it seemed that their chanting had an effect, because Tan Wenjie actually strode away.

"call--"

"The Third Prince went to the Seventh Princess to borrow wine, and even invited Emperor Tan to a banquet. What do you think of this?"

"Those two have been at odds for hundreds of years, I think... it's hopeless!"

"Who knows, we might have to fight again."

The lives of immortals are very mundane; they long for excitement to be seen.

Tan Wenjie headed straight for the Moon Palace, and as soon as he arrived in front of the laurel tree, he saw a group of rabbits kneading dough.

Upon noticing his arrival, the fairy Chang'e immediately came out to greet him.

“Fairy Chang’e, I’ve come to ask for mooncakes.” Tan Wenjie said, “Last time I gave mooncakes to my junior brothers and uncles, and they all praised your mooncakes for being so good.”

"As long as Your Majesty is pleased."

The two walked away side by side.

The rabbits stared intently at Tan Wenjie's retreating figure, their eyes red.

"It's that gluttonous pig again!" muttered one of the rabbits, which was clearly different from the others.

It rolled its eyes.

"Give him some spice."

The other rabbits: "..."

"What are you looking at? We're not giving you any to eat."

"..."*N
When Tan Wenjie and Chang'e returned, chatting and laughing, the freshly baked mooncakes were already served to them.

The rabbit that brought the mooncakes came to Chang'e's side.

Chang'e said, "Your Majesty, these are freshly baked mooncakes. Please try them. Usually, the Jade Rabbit avoids you, but today it has actually brought them to you on its own initiative."

Tan Wenjie picked up the mooncake and glanced at the jade rabbit with its human-like expectant eyes.

"Then I'll have to give it a good try."

He slowly brought the mooncake to his mouth, noticing out of the corner of his eye that the light in the Jade Rabbit's eyes was getting brighter and brighter, and that it was opening its mouth as well.

"Eat up." He quickly put the mooncake into the jade rabbit's mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

The jade rabbit struggled and gagged.

"Such petty tricks are not respectable."

"Jade Rabbit?" Chang'e was a little unhappy. "Go back and rest."

The Jade Rabbit dared not speak and left in silence.

The other fairies had long noticed the Jade Rabbit's actions, and as the saying goes, "when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down," one of the fairies, named Su'e, stepped forward and slapped the Jade Rabbit.

"That's the Emperor, how dare you mess with him?"

The Jade Rabbit's eyes grew increasingly red.

……

A golden light swept in from the west from Chang'an.

As the auspicious clouds landed and the celestial mist dissipated, the figures revealed were none other than Guanyin Bodhisattva and the dragon girl beside her.

"Let's go."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's magical power flickered slightly, transforming her into an ordinary-looking old monk, and the Dragon Girl also transformed into a young novice monk.

On their way here, they had already informed General Curtain-Rolling, Marshal Tianpeng, and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven about their journey to the West. Their purpose this time was to complete the final piece of the puzzle, allowing Jin Chanzi to be reincarnated and undergo hardships in order to obtain the true scriptures.

What are all these houses putting up?

"It seems to be a portrait." Guanyin Bodhisattva tried to make a divination with her fingers, but found that the person being divined was quite powerful and the cause and effect were not so easy to find out.

“It looks like Emperor Tan,” the Dragon Girl said. “When I returned to the East Sea to visit my relatives before, I saw Emperor Tan’s figure at a banquet in the distance. His attire was exactly the same as the one in the painting.”

Guanyin Bodhisattva: "Let's go ask."

It's only been a short time since we last met, and it seems like Tan Wenjie has already stirred up quite a stir again.

"Amitabha Buddha, old folks, what are you putting up here?"

They went to the door of a house and asked.

"Door gods".

"Door gods?"

"The Emperor was harassed by the dragon ghost every day recently and was almost killed, but a deity appeared in his dream and the dragon ghost immediately ran away."

If it worked for the emperor, it will definitely work for me too.

"It seems to be about the Jing River Dragon King."

They put the matter aside, believing that Tan Wenjie wouldn't be interested in a mere folk position as a door god; it must have been an accident and a coincidence.

After leaving this place, they hadn't gone far when they saw their target, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.

……

Tan Wenjie left the Moon Palace satisfied, carrying several boxes of mooncakes.

Each box of mooncakes not only contains exquisite mooncakes, but also includes the Moon Palace's specialty, Xuan Shuang Immortal Medicine, as a gift.

"This means I can crash a few more banquets."

The gift box looks beautiful, and it's filled with good stuff. Bringing one to a gathering of immortals is like making a fortune with no investment.

When they arrived at the South Heavenly Gate, they saw Nezha looking dejected.

"Nezha, what's wrong with you?"

"Sigh, Brother Jie, the Seventh Princess originally planned to lend me a jar of the fine wine, but after she found out it was for you, she gritted her teeth and said she would bring it to you herself."

Nezha looked embarrassed.

Just then, the Seventh Princess arrived in a menacing manner, carrying a jar of wine in her hands.

"Brother Jie, run!"

If a real fight broke out, Nezha believed that Tan Wenjie would not be afraid at all, but the problem was that the person who attacked was the Seventh Princess, and they usually had a very good relationship.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Tan Wenjie, righteous and selfless, stepped forward. "Seventh Princess, may I have a word with you?"

If he doesn't step forward, even Nezha will be able to see the affection in the Seventh Princess's eyes.

"I'd like to see what you have to say."

The two left Nantianmen together.

"This is going to be interesting!" the Four Heavenly Kings exclaimed excitedly.

Immortality is meaningless if it's not used for watching gossip and entertainment.

On the other side, Tan Wenjie was indeed chatting with the Seventh Princess, but the situation was different from what the Four Heavenly Kings, Nezha and the others had imagined. In a temporarily set-up cave, Tan Wenjie sat with the Seventh Princess at a stone table, waiting for her to bring the wine cup to his lips.

"I might be a bit busy lately," Tan Wenjie said.

"Westward?"

"You know this too?"

“I stayed by my mother’s side, and they would chat with me without me knowing.”

“That’s right, that’s exactly it.” Tan Wenjie calculated with his fingers, “They’re moving quite fast, they’re already on their way.”

He merely took a stroll around the Moon Palace and chatted for a while at the South Heavenly Gate before Tang Sanzang officially set off on his pilgrimage.

"Boom!!"

A massive earthquake struck the ground.

Inside the cave, dust and pebbles fell in a flurry.

The celestial wine in the glass rippled.

"What's going on outside?" the Seventh Princess asked, bewildered.

Tan Wenjie poured himself a glass of wine and said, "The monkey has escaped."

"what!"

The Seventh Princess's expression suddenly changed.

Back then, at least Yang Jian was one of their own in the anti-heaven organization, but the Monkey King was different; he was truly capable of taking action.

"Don't worry, after hundreds of years, his edges have long been smoothed out."

On the other side, Tang Sanzang had taken in a powerful eldest disciple and thought to himself that this journey to the West to obtain the scriptures was definitely going to be a success.

Along the way, they experienced several crises, including putting a tight headband on the monkey and capturing the white dragon horse.

Crossing the hillside.

Tang Sanzang felt his lips were dry and his stomach rumbled.

"Wukong, how much further ahead is it before we meet them?"

"How could anyone live in such a desolate place?" Sun Wukong said dismissively.

As they were talking, a small wooden house actually appeared at the end of the road ahead.

"what?"

Sun Wukong, sensing something was amiss, blinked.

The log cabin is real.

There was also a woodcutter at the door, but even with Sun Wukong's keen eyesight, he couldn't detect anything amiss from him.

But it's precisely because everything is correct that something seems off.

It's not normal for a woodcutter to appear in the middle of nowhere.

"There's a house here!" Tang Sanzang was overjoyed. "Wukong, let's go quickly."

At worst, we can solve the problem once and for all.

Having made up his mind, Sun Wukong did not refuse and led the white dragon horse to the front of the small wooden house.

"Benefactor, this humble monk comes from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and is on his way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures." Tang Sanzang dismounted, put his hands together, and said to the woodcutter, "Eating my flesh can grant immortality. The man beside me who is somewhat ugly is my disciple, who is responsible for protecting me."

"..."

The woodcutter was speechless, and even the monkey opened its mouth, but ultimately they all chose to remain silent.

"You say so, so it is?" The woodcutter finally realized, "I don't like eating people either."

“You misunderstand, benefactor. I have had a long and tiring journey. All I want is a drink of water.”

"No water, how about wheat juice?"

What is wheat juice?

The woodcutter turned and went into the house, and came out a moment later with two bottles.

"What is this?" Upon smelling the aroma, Tang Sanzang's expression changed drastically. "This is wine."

"Brewing from pure grains".

Seeing Tang Sanzang dawdling, he got bored and put the bottle away.

"If you want some water, you can play a game of chess with me. If you win, I can give you water and even treat you to a meal."

"Thank you very much, benefactor!" Tang Sanzang was overjoyed.

"Don't rush. If you lose, you have to call me master."

"Amitabha, it's fine."

I was too hungry to refuse.

As they were talking, the woodcutter took out a strange iron helmet and put it on his head.

"bring it on."

A short while later, Tang Sanzang put his hands together in prayer.

"You have won, benefactor."

"That's the power of computers. Don't be sad, people who are more famous than you have all lost."

Tang Sanzang, true to his word, respectfully greeted his master.

Sun Wukong: "?"

He did nothing, and in the blink of an eye, he became a grand-disciple. (End of Chapter)