Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Chapter 101 Success

Five hundred years of loneliness and solitude were completely healed at this moment by the phrase "never forgotten".

Ying Lingzi quietly watched Sun Wukong kneeling on the ground, without helping him up.

After a long while, Sun Wukong stopped crying, wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand, and stood up.

He looked at Ying Lingzi, his eyes no longer filled with the previous wariness, but with unwavering trust.

"Senior brother, why are you here in the Wanshou Mountain area instead of cultivating in seclusion in the mountains?" Sun Wukong asked.

Ying Lingzi's expression turned solemn as he replied, "Master's birthday is approaching, so I came down the mountain to find a presentable gift. When I passed by Wanshou Mountain, I sensed your presence, Junior Brother, so I sneaked into Wuzhuang Temple to see you."

"I see!"

Sun Wukong slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing the truth.

Happy birthday to my master!

This is a huge deal!

Since being expelled from his master's school, Sun Wukong has not repaid his debts. Now that his senior brother has come down the mountain to seek gifts, how can he stand idly by?

Sun Wukong's eyes darted around, and his gaze fell on the towering tree behind him.

Ginseng fruit tree!

"Senior brother, you've come at the perfect time!"

Sun Wukong grabbed Ying Lingzi's hand, pointed to the baby-shaped fruits on the tree, and said excitedly, "Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain has planted a tree full of delicious fruit called Ginseng Fruit. Eating one can make you live forty-seven thousand years! I, Old Sun, am planning to pick a few to try. Since it's for Master's birthday celebration, what could be more suitable than fruit from this spiritual root of heaven and earth?"

Ying Lingzi hesitated: "This—Zhenyuan Daxian is the ancestor of earth immortals. This fruit is extremely precious. If we take it without permission, we may bring great disaster upon ourselves."

"Screw him!"

Sun Wukong chuckled, "Zhen Yuanzi isn't home. There are only two ignorant young Taoist disciples in the temple. Senior brother, please wait a moment, I, Old Sun, will go up and get some fruit for you!"

Having said that, Sun Wukong leaped up and landed on a branch.

He picked up the golden mallet, aimed it at the two ginseng fruits on the tree, and struck them twice.

The fruit fell when it came into contact with gold.

Sun Wukong was prepared; he used his robe to catch the object and leaped down from the tree.

Including the three he had already shot, he shot a total of five.

Sun Wukong put three of the ginseng fruits into his cloth bag, leaving them for Bajie and Sha Wujing. Then, without hesitation, he held the two ginseng fruits he had just knocked down in both hands and handed them to Ying Lingzi.

"Senior brother, since this is to celebrate Master's birthday, how can I, Old Sun, be stingy!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were sincere, and his tone carried a hint of pleading, "Take these two fruits back to the mountain and, on my behalf—kowtow deeply to my master!"

Ying Lingzi's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the two ginseng fruits in front of her, which exuded a rich fragrance and contained immense vitality.

Here it is!

He stretched out his hands, solemnly accepted the fruit, and followed suit, tightly wrapping it in his clothes.

"Don't worry, junior brother, I will definitely convey your sentiments." Ying Lingzi gave Sun Wukong a deep look.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Sun Wukong grinned, like a child who had just received praise from an elder.

Ying Lingzi straightened her blue Taoist robe, her expression solemn, and looked at Sun Wukong in front of her.

"Junior Brother, now that this matter is settled, it's time for your senior brother to depart." Ying Lingzi bid farewell solemnly. "You will be escorting Tang Xuanzang westward; the journey will be fraught with peril. I hope you will take good care of yourself, and we will meet again."

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in one hand, scratched his cheek, and looked Ying Lingzi up and down with his fiery eyes. A hint of doubt flashed in his golden pupils.

This monkey was naturally intelligent and had an extremely accurate intuition. He always felt that this senior brother of the Ying generation who appeared out of nowhere was too coincidental in his appearance and his actions were also deliberate in a way that was hard to explain.

However, very few people in the Three Realms know the details of Fangcun Mountain's Xieyue Sanxing Cave. The fact that the other party could know his background and even many of Bodhi Patriarch's secrets is no exaggeration.

The patriarch had expelled him from the sect and strictly forbade him from mentioning the word "sect." Sun Wukong felt guilty towards the patriarch, and this deep-seated camaraderie ultimately overcame his instinctive vigilance.

"Take care, senior brother. I won't see you off any further." Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Ying Lingzi nodded slightly, turned around, and walked calmly out of the moon gate of the inner courtyard.

Sun Wukong watched his figure disappear around the corner, shook his head, suppressed the inexplicable irritation in his heart, and turned back. Pigsy and Sandy were waiting for him expectantly.

"Brother Monkey, where are the fruits? My cravings are about to explode!" Pigsy greeted him, his belly bulging.

Sun Wukong pulled out the remaining ginseng fruits from his robes and threw them on the table: "Eat, eat, eat! All you know is how to eat! Divide it up, and hurry on your way!"

On the other side, as soon as Ying Lingzi stepped out of the inner courtyard, she put the two ginseng fruits into her sleeve and then attached a concealment talisman she had bought from the market to slightly cover up the rich wood elemental energy.

However, he knew perfectly well that these methods were completely useless against the perceptive cultivators in the Wuzhuang Temple.

He could only proceed cautiously, carefully choosing his route, specifically selecting secluded corridors with weak points in the formation, and avoiding the patrolling alchemy room and main hall as much as possible.

Although the protective array surrounding Wuzhuang Temple has been greatly weakened due to Zhen Yuanzi's departure, it remains active.

Any spiritual energy fluctuations that forcefully break through the formation or attempt to escape at high speed will instantly trigger an alarm.

Moreover, once Sun Wukong realizes what's going on, with his somersault speed of 108,000 li, his clone won't be able to run very far before being caught up.

Fortunately, Zhenyuan Daxian took forty-six true disciples out to listen to lectures on the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, leaving only Qingfeng and Mingyue in the inner sect to entertain the distinguished guests.

During this period, ordinary outer disciples and even elders were not allowed to step into the inner sect, which gave him an excellent opportunity to obtain the ginseng fruit.

Before long, Ying Lingzi arrived at a group of artificial hills at the boundary between the inner and outer courtyards.

This is where the menial disciples dump their discarded spiritual plants; it's a place rarely visited by other disciples.

A figure dressed in a gray Taoist robe, holding a broom, was sweeping fallen leaves with his back to him.

It was Shen Feng, the clone who had been waiting there in advance.

The two did not exchange any words, and Ying Lingzi walked straight past Shen Feng.

The transfer of items is complete.

Shen Feng continued sweeping the floor with his head down, his expression unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

Fan Yuan secretly plotted that once Qingfeng and Mingyue discovered that Sun Wukong had stolen the ginseng fruit, a major conflict would break out between them tonight.

At that time, to avoid Zhen Yuanzi's pursuit, the monkey will use a sleep-inducing insect to knock out the two of them and unlock all the locks of Wuzhuang Temple. Taking advantage of this chaos, Shen Feng will transfer the fruit to his main body, which will be the best opportunity.

Ying Lingzi continued walking towards the outer gate of Wuzhuang Temple. After passing through the outer gate square, the white jade steps leading down the mountain were ahead.