Journey to the West: Upon seeing the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon, why not pay homage?

Chapter 169 Nowhere to Retreat, To be continued!

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Thirty-seven miles west of the Blackwater River, in front of a sparsely cultivated field, Little W Dragon glanced at the Blackwater River and said softly, "It seems they've all left."

Sudhana nodded and said, "Yes, they've all left."

Little W Dragon let out a long breath and smiled, "Shall we go back?"

"There's no going back," Baiyun suddenly said.

Little W Dragon asked in surprise, "They've all left, why can't they go back?"

Baiyun explained, "Because the Zhenwu Emperor came by order—to put it more bluntly, when he came, we were able to escape entirely thanks to Guanyin Bodhisattva's help, and it was Zhenwu who let us go."

But if we recklessly return to our old lair after he leaves, then we'll be ungrateful, and Zhenwu and the Heavenly Court won't be in the same boat now.

Little W's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Then what about our mission?"

"The Blackwater River is just a base; you are the key to this calamity. As long as Tang Sanzang and his disciples don't set foot in Chechi Kingdom, you still have a chance," said the Dragon Girl.

The little alligator dragon seemed to be deep in thought, and asked, "Is Chechi Kingdom the site of the next calamity?"

Sudhana Dragon Girl nodded: "Yes!"

"Although the Blackwater River is a short distance from Chechi National Football Team, the road there is smooth. Should we stay here?" Little W Dragon pressed.

The Dragon Girl couldn't think of a good idea for the time being, since they couldn't reveal themselves directly, nor could they defend the city: "Zhifeng, Baiyun, do you have any suggestions?"

Zhi Feng scratched his head and said, "Let me think about it some more—"

Bai Yun suddenly looked at Little W Dragon: "Do you dare to sacrifice yourself and become a demon?"

"What do you mean?" Little Crocodile Dragon's heart tightened, and he asked seriously.

Baiyun turned and pointed to the rural village, slowly saying, "If you dare, the countless lives that travel thousands of miles away will be our bargaining chips."

Xiao Long: "————"

Sudhana frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Bai Yun remained silent for a moment, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but finally said it: "For example, there are water ghosts who steal countless children and appear in the dreams of these children's parents, saying that as long as they bring a monk from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East..."

"If people offer sacrifices to the river god of the Blackwater River, these children will be able to return home safely."

Upon hearing this, Dragon Girl, Zhifeng, and W Dragon all felt a chill run down their spines.

This scheme is far too vicious.

He usually keeps a low profile, so who would have thought he would come up with such a wicked idea?

"No, I disagree!" After regaining her senses, Sudhana Dragon Girl said resolutely.

"Do you have a better way?" Baiyun asked in return.

Sudhana paused slightly, then said, "I would rather admit defeat than do such a thing. If one has no bottom line, or can easily cross it, one is not far from becoming a demon."

Bai Yun calmly said, "That's why I asked Xiao W Long from the very beginning if he dared to sacrifice himself and become a demon."

Sudhana Dragon Girl: "You can admit defeat, but I cannot."

Little W Dragon stared into the Dragon Girl's eyes and said, "You admit defeat. At worst, we can start over in the next trial."

But if I give up, there will be no chance to turn things around.

So, I had no choice.

However, please rest assured, I will never harm those children; everything is simply to complete the mission.

The Dragon Girl said, "You have your reasons, and I have my bottom line. I cannot do such a thing; therefore, I will withdraw from this ordeal!"

The little alligator dragon turned to the other two: "What about you?"

"I can assist you in completing the plan," Baiyun said.

Zhi Feng took a deep breath and turned to look at the Dragon Girl: "I'll stay too, Senior Sister. I just want to win once, even if it's just once."

Go to Chechi Kingdom and wait for us. Perhaps we can find a satisfactory outcome there.

After a long while.

Lingxiao Palace.

Led by Guanyin and Zhenwu, the Dragon King of the West Sea stopped in front of the gate and bowed in worship: "This old dragon pays respects to the Great Heavenly Venerable."

On the altar, inside the throne, the Jade Emperor said calmly, "Come in, all of you."

Upon hearing the sound, the three entered, and Zhenwu and Guanyin bowed their heads in respect.

"Why has the Bodhisattva come?" The Jade Emperor waved his hand and asked with a smile.

Guanyin glanced at Huang Mei and Wukong standing to the side, and then replied, "The West Sea Dragon King's nephew is young and ignorant and has made a grave mistake. He is afraid that he is not good at explaining and has asked this humble monk to come and explain on his behalf."

"What do you want to explain?" the Jade Emperor asked.

Guanyin succinctly stated, "The Dragon King of the West Sea was unaware of what the little dragon had done!"

The Jade Emperor knew perfectly well that the Dragon King of the West Sea could not explain such a simple sentence.

Asking Guanyin to speak is simply asking the other party to plead for mercy.

However, in his eyes, Guanyin's face was not as important as the heavenly rules and laws. If he wanted to protect the Dragon King of the West Sea, he had to give up more benefits.

For example, add an extra tribulation to the Heavenly Court to accumulate merit.

It was precisely for this reason that the Jade Emperor did not immediately respond to Guanyin, but instead turned to Zhenwu and asked, "Where is Little Dragon?"

Zhenwu cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to the Great Heavenly Venerable, when I arrived at the Blackwater River, Little W Dragon and his group were no longer there; only the Bodhisattva remained."

The Jade Emperor was speechless, then suddenly turned to look at Wukong and Huangmei: "Now that there are no more demons in the Blackwater River, go back and find a way to take Sanzang across the river—"

Not long after.

Sun Wukong rode a cloud, carrying Huang Mei back to the human world on the east bank of the Blackwater River. Tang Sanzang and the others, who were eating and drinking around a campfire, all got up to welcome him.

"Senior Brother, you've been gone for quite a while."

When the two arrived before the three, Sha Wujing exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

"How long have we been gone?" Sun Wukong asked.

"It has been more than twenty days," Sha Wujing said.

Pigsy muttered, "Now that you're here, I can finally rest a bit; Brother Monkey, you have no idea how much I've been suffering these past few days—"

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"Stop complaining; have you finished eating? If you have, get ready to cross the river." Sun Wukong knew what he wanted to say and interrupted him directly.

"Can we cross the river now?" Sanzang asked in surprise.

Sun Wukong nodded and glanced sideways at Huang Mei.

Huang Mei smiled slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, he took out the nine skulls. He tossed them into the air, and a flash of divine light appeared. The skulls transformed into a magic boat in mid-air and landed on the water with a bang.

"Amitabha."

Sanzang clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "We already have boats, let's hurry and set off!"

During the conversation, the master and his disciples boarded the magic boat together with the white horse. Driven by Huang Mei, the magic boat sped away like an arrow, quickly cutting through the waves.

The whistling river breeze carried away everyone's worries, even prompting Pigsy to burst into song.

Amidst the singing, the magic boat steadily arrived at the west bank of the Blackwater River. Everyone jumped ashore, and Huang Mei folded the boat. As they moved forward, they silently waited for the system characters to appear.

However, the system settlement still hadn't appeared until they arrived at a small town.

This situation also made Huang Mei realize that this ordeal was not over until they crossed the Blackwater River.

In other words, it's not over yet.