Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

On Flower and Fruit Mountain.

Sun Qiong continued to confront Wukong.

However, a silence fell between the two sides.

Sun Wukong stared at Sun Qiong, his eyes flashing with golden light:

"You've got some nerve, aren't you afraid I'll use this magic headband on you?"

With the golden headband in hand, it's like having Wukong's lifeline firmly in their grasp.

This thing truly lives up to its reputation as a creation of Buddha; it's incredibly powerful.

Hearing the monkey say this, Sun Qiong smiled gently:

"Do you think you'll obediently listen to me if I threaten you with this golden headband?"

With the golden headband in hand, Wukong could indeed feel threatened.

But it's impossible to simply use this thing to make Wukong obey.

Just look at Xuanzang; with this skill, there's no way he could make Wukong obey.

This golden headband can only make Wukong obey when it is held by a Bodhisattva or Buddha.

But as Sun Wukong said, as long as Sun Qiong kept the golden headband, he would have more opportunities in the future calamity.

But now Sun Qiong has even told him about the headband.

Unlike Sun Qiong, who had not systematically studied cultivation knowledge, Sun Wukong had received his teachings from Patriarch Bodhi.

Although the headband is very powerful, it is not actually that complicated.

Once the complete spell chain is known, deduce the method to break the headband spell is not too difficult.

This was something that Sun Wukong could help with, but Sun Qiong had no chance to do.

"You should be able to deduce this, right?"

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Qiong and asked her a question.

Since this inner demon possesses Sun Wukong's memories, it should also be familiar with cultivation knowledge.

However, Sun Qiong really couldn't do it.

Shaking his head, Sun Qiong looked at Sun Wukong:

"I couldn't resist, so I only remembered half of it."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong looked speechless.

But then he thought about it again. This guy had already tested it for him. Even his inner demon couldn't withstand it, so he probably wouldn't be able to hear the incantation completely either.

So at this moment, Sun Wukong nodded instead.

This shows that Sun Qiong really is, as he said, just a mentally manipulated person.

"Is it only the first half?"

With only half a piece remaining, Sun Wukong was somewhat helpless.

The golden headband is, after all, a creation of the Buddha. To break its spell would take at least ten years, if not a hundred.

Sun Qiong looked at Sun Wukong's worried face and said with a smile:

"I'm not interested in becoming a Buddha, nor do I want to fight you; I just want to live."

These words were quite clear, and Sun Wukong looked Sun Qiong up and down in surprise.

Is this guy really my inner demon?

However, Sun Wukong now believed about 70-80% of what Sun Qiong said.

If he truly has no interest in becoming a Buddha, the two might be able to cooperate.

"And do you really think becoming a Buddha is a good thing?"

Sun Qiong sneered and stared at Sun Wukong.

Wukong also frowned, his expression strange:

"Why isn't becoming a Buddha a good thing? Since you are my inner demon, you naturally know what I've been through."

I know, but I haven't experienced it.

Sun Qiong thought for a moment and nodded at him.

"Precisely because I know, I understand even more clearly. Look at your Flower Fruit Mountain, and then look at the golden headband on your head. I can figure it out, but don't you understand?"

Sun Wukong stared at the young man in front of him, his expression growing increasingly grim.

He wasn't unaware of what Sun Qiong was talking about, and reached out to touch the golden headband on his head.

"We are one, you won't be any better off if I die."

Sun Qiong's words stunned Sun Wukong.

Ultimately, he still didn't realize one thing: Sun Qiong was his inner demon, and in fact, she was the same person as him.

Having figured this out, Sun Wukong's gaze suddenly changed, and he looked intently at Sun Qiong:

"You came to see me for more than just this, didn't you?"

"Of course, I hope you're not in a hurry to go back and retrieve the scriptures."

"What?!"

A look of confusion immediately appeared on Sun Wukong's face.

Since it's his inner demon, then he should know what happened to him with Xuanzang.

Given Sun Wukong's temperament, he would have long since been unable to bear such an insult.

He had even prepared himself not to go back, but he never expected that the inner demon that suddenly appeared in front of him would say such a thing.

"I think you can help me change the current state of this world where people eat each other for pleasure, so you must become the Victorious Fighting Buddha to protect these monkeys and their offspring."

"And what about you?"

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Qiong, momentarily bewildered.

He didn't quite understand what this inner demon was thinking.

The inner demon knows his past and can foresee his future, but Sun Wukong cannot understand the inner demon's thoughts, which makes him somewhat uneasy.

"I will choose another path."

Sun Qiong shook her head and didn't say anything more.

"In that case, I will help you until that day comes."

Sun Wukong stared at the young man before him and made his promise.

Sun Qiong knew very well that the day he mentioned was the day of calamity arranged by Buddha.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Sun Qiong reached out her hand to Sun Wukong, intending to shake his hand.

However, Sun Wukong couldn't understand Sun Qiong's actions at all. Although he meant no harm, he rolled his eyes and took out an embroidery needle, which he then transformed with a wave of his hand.

"You, what are you doing...?"

Sun Qiong's eye twitched; she had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the monkey let out a strange laugh and swung its stick at him.

Sun Qiong could only take out his Ruyi Jingu Bang (Iron Cudgel) and swing it out in front of Sun Wukong's astonished gaze.

......

As night fell, the town gradually quieted down.

The day's excitement left everyone exhausted.

In order to catch that fat, big-eared murderous monk, everyone in the entire town was mobilized.

However, after searching for a whole day, they still couldn't find the pig-headed monk.

They've given up the search and gone back to rest.

Just then, several figures appeared furtively outside the town gate.

This group of five was the pilgrimage team led by Xuanzang.

After driving away Sun Wukong, Xuanzang did not find the peace he desired.

Rather, ever since Wukong left, the entire Baoxiang Kingdom has been like flies that have caught a whiff of something, and it has sprung up.

"Bajie, what's going on in town?"

Xuanzang glanced at the town not far away, where only torches cast faint lights.

Pigsy stood in front of Xuanzang, patted his belly, and said:

"Don't worry, Master. I've been playing tricks on them all day. They're too exhausted to keep chasing us. We can go in now."

After spending a day in this place, Pigsy had completely figured out what the situation was like in the Kingdom of Treasure Elephant.

The village chief of Baihu Ridge was no ordinary person; he had connections with the local government officials in the past.

So when he reported the monk's murder, the news had already reached the ears of the upper echelons of Baoxiang Kingdom.

The entire population of Baoxiang Kingdom mobilized to find the monks from the east and imprison them.

Pigsy spread his hands, and several portraits appeared there.

Xuanzang, who was leading the group, wasn't drawn very clearly, but Zhu Bajie was so distinctive that he was drawn very clearly and would be spotted at a glance wherever he went.

However, Xuanzang couldn't escape either. There weren't that many monks in Baoxiang Kingdom, and besides, they still needed to exchange their ordination certificates, unless they didn't want to take the main road.

"It might not be easy to travel there."

Xuanzang let out a long sigh.

This difficulty was not a problem for King Huangfeng. With his abilities, storming the palace would be a piece of cake.

But Xuanzang simply shook his head at the suggestion.

They went to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures, thus spreading the prestige of this great Eastern nation.

Furthermore, Xuanzang had a natural reverence for secular imperial power, and he had no intention of provoking the royal family of Baoxiang Kingdom.

"Let's take the side road for now and decide what to do next when we get closer to the capital."

Thus, the group made a decision and headed to the capital of Baoxiang Kingdom.

The area they detoured through was no longer a mountain range, but a stretch of hills and forests.

The place is entwined with vines and creepers, and covered with cypress and pine trees. Although it is a beautiful place, it is quite difficult to walk around.

Fortunately, with the Yellow Wind King in front of them, the journey was not too difficult.

Just then, Xuanzang suddenly reined in his horse and said:

"Your Majesty, I am actually quite hungry today. Could we go there and find some vegetarian food for me?"

King Huangfeng gave him a deep look and could only nod helplessly.