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

Chapter 172 Good and Evil Cancel Each Other Out?

"Holy monks, you cannot leave!"

In Fallen Leaf Town, just as Sun Wukong and Huang Mei returned and were preparing to lead Tang Sanzang and the others on their journey again, many villagers suddenly blocked their way.

"You've found all your stolen children, so why can't we leave?" Sha Wujing asked, puzzled.

One villager said, "The monster that stole the child hasn't been found yet."

"Aren't you going a bit too far?" Sha Wujing frowned.

An old man sighed, "Master, it's not that we want to push our luck, but we simply can't handle the monster. If you leave and it returns, who will we turn to?"

At this point, he knelt down shakily and kowtowed, saying, "That is why, esteemed masters, I implore you to subdue that monster before you continue your journey."

"Seeking a master to exorcise the demon."

After he knelt down, the villagers of Luoye Town around him immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Amitabha." Looking at the sea of ​​heads around him, Sanzang finally felt compassion and pity, softly chanting the Buddha's name, and then said, "Wukong, Huangmei, look—"

"Then let's go to Wuzhuang Temple again," Huang Mei said.

"Should we ask the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi to do it?" Pigsy asked curiously.

Huang Mei shook his head: "No, it's through Wuzhuang Temple that we're sending out a message, sincerely inviting extraordinary people who can find demons to come and help us find the little electric dragon's whereabouts—"

Upon hearing this, the villagers were filled with gratitude and thanked him repeatedly.

The next day.

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple.

A man in white slowly entered the main hall, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked, "I heard that helping to find Little W Dragon will earn you a ginseng fruit. Is that true?"

"It's true!" Huang Mei nodded slightly. "May I ask who you are?"

"Just call me Jiuqi."

The man in white responded with a smile, and then his human ears suddenly transformed into dog ears, emitting a soft white light, as if listening to the sounds of the world.

Opposite them, the three brothers looked at each other in bewilderment. Sun Wukong secretly transmitted his voice, "Brothers, do you know his origins?"

Huang Mei had a guess, but he wasn't sure, so he remained silent.

Zhen Yuanzi, with his keen insight, transmitted his voice to the two of them: "If my prediction is correct, he should be Di Ting."

Sun Wukong was surprised.

Unexpectedly, the bounty notice spread from the Immortal Realm to the Netherworld, attracting even the Divine Beast Di Ting.

"Found it." Before a cup of tea could be brewed, Di Ting suddenly raised his eyes and said.

"Where is it?" Sun Wukong asked anxiously.

"Please follow me." Di Ting immediately turned around.

Huang Mei glanced sideways and said, "Brother, then we'll take our leave first."

"If you need anything, you can come back to me anytime." Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, his face full of a warm smile.

In the blink of an eye.

With Di Ting guiding them and Wukong riding the clouds, the three of them soon arrived above a miasma forest.

Looking down, one could see the little dragon continuously casting spells to refine the black energy in the forest, followed by countless lumberjacks carrying various tools.

Whenever he clears out a patch of clean forest, the loggers would happily come forward to cooperate in logging, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

"Gentlemen, is he the person you're looking for?"

Di Ting raised his hand and pointed at the little alligator dragon, asking softly.

Huang Mei nodded, took out a ginseng fruit, and handed it to the other party: "Thank you for leading the way, otherwise we don't know when we would have found this fellow."

Di Ting smiled and put away the ginseng fruit: "No need to be so polite, after all, I'm not helping for free. If you two have no other instructions, I'll take my leave now."

Huang Mei said, "Do you have any magic to find people using objects? If so, I can exchange it for cultivation resources."

Di Ting pondered for a moment and said, "I don't have any spells, but I do have a magical artifact."

Having said that, he summoned two conch shells with a flick of his hand and displayed them in front of the two: "These are sound transmission conch shells. Even if we are thousands of miles apart, as long as we infuse them with magic power, we can transmit our voices instantly."

Huang Mei's eyes brightened slightly: "What's the price?"

"There's no fixed value; it depends on what you can offer in exchange," Di Ting said.

Huang Mei pondered for a moment, then took out three third-stage golden pills and asked, "How are they?"

Di Ting shook his head: "It can't be changed."

Upon hearing this, Huang Mei took out another sixth-stage golden pill and asked again, "And now?"

Di Ting said, "It's still not quite there."

Huang Mei gritted his teeth and summoned another three-thousand-year-old peach: "These are all I have. Can I trade them?"

Di Ting smiled as he accepted the cultivation resources, then handed the conch shell to Huang Mei: "Alright—please accept this transaction. Until we meet again."

"Take care," Huang Mei said, clasping his hands in greeting.

"Second brother, I have a feeling you're getting the short end of the stick?"

After the Di Ting (a mythical beast) departed, Sun Wukong said, "This conch shell that transmits sound sounds magical, but with our cultivation level, we can go anywhere simply by riding the clouds. Why would we need to transmit sound?"

Huang Mei laughed and said, "Whether it's a loss or not depends on your needs. I want this item for two reasons: first, it's convenient so that Su Su can contact me anytime."

Secondly, it's for emergency response; if it can be effective even once in a critical moment, the investment will be recouped immediately.

Sun Wukong seemed to be deep in thought, then looked down at the little alligator dragon again: "It's time to teach him a lesson."

Huang Mei said, "Go ahead, I'll stay here and watch out for whatever means he might use to escape."

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, then immediately leaped down from the clouds.

Before the miasma forest.

Xiao Long sensed something and suddenly turned around. When he saw the monkey falling from the sky, his heart sank.

"Little alligator dragon, come with me to Heaven to receive your punishment." Sun Wukong took out his golden cudgel, his eyes gleaming coldly.

"I've already hidden here, why must the Great Sage be so ruthless?" Little W Dragon said.

Sun Wukong sneered: "If you succeed in doing evil, it's because you're highly skilled and have great divine power; if you fail, others will spare your life and let you off the hook. Is there such a good thing in this world?"

The little alligator dragon said, "I know I was wrong. Now I'm building bridges and roads to benefit all people. Can't you give me a chance to repent and start anew?"

"This isn't an economic matter; good deeds can't offset bad deeds," Sun Wukong shook his head and said. "Enough nonsense, surrender now."

"You cannot take Lord W Dragon away."

Just as Little W Dragon was hesitating about whether to flee immediately, a lumberjack suddenly spoke up.

"Yes, you can't take Lord W Dragon away." Countless lumberjacks responded one after another, and then formed a human wall to block Goku's way.

Sun Wukong said coldly, "He may have helped you, but that doesn't mean he's a good person."

Not long ago, he even tried to harm my master and kidnapped thirty-two children; his crimes are well-known.

"We didn't see what you're talking about, but we did see Lord Tuolong's good deeds," a lumberjack said. "So, as long as we're here, you can forget about causing trouble."

Sun Wukong scoffed, slamming his golden cudgel on the ground, causing the earth to shake violently: "You think you can stop me?"