Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

heaven.

The Jade Emperor sat above, his face serene.

Before him stood an Arhat with his palms clasped together, slowly recounting the situation that Buddhism was facing.

"I never imagined that such terrifying demons would be born in the lower realm!"

After hearing what the Arhat had to say, the Jade Emperor also took a deep breath.

He never expected that such a demon would be born during this journey to the West.

However, this matter ultimately concerns Buddhism, and the Buddha's call was merely a notification.

The three demons have a very close relationship with Buddhism. Given the current relationship between Heaven and Buddhism, it's really not advisable to take action against them casually.

"Venus!"

At the Jade Emperor's command, an old man with a white face and long beard quickly stepped out from the crowd.

The old man bowed to the Jade Emperor:

"His Majesty."

"My dear minister, where are the pilgrims now?"

The Jade Emperor and Buddha had worked so hard to get the Journey to the West started, and they couldn't stop until the journey was completely completed.

If the pilgrims were to encounter the three demons now, they probably wouldn't survive.

If the journey to the West fails, it will be equivalent to the failure of the rebellion against the Nine Heavens.

Given the abilities of those three, it's questionable whether the Jade Emperor could withstand the consequences once they get the chance to retaliate.

Furthermore, the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge really went too far.

The once prosperous Lion Camel Kingdom was completely devoured by these demons.

That is the faith of a nation, the belief and aspiration of a nation.

To take advantage of someone and leave them completely is simply insane.

If this Garuda wasn't Buddha's maternal uncle, he would have already sent heavenly soldiers and generals down to the mortal realm to wipe out this guy without leaving a single survivor.

"Your Majesty, the pilgrim is currently in the territory of Baoxiang Kingdom in Xiniu Hezhou."

Venus calculated with his fingers and replied.

The Jade Emperor nodded, then asked as if nothing had happened:

"Is there any danger?"

Venus twitched his ears, and his expression changed, becoming more serious:

"Your Majesty, these three demons are targeting the pilgrims on their journey to the West."

The Jade Emperor frowned, lost in thought.

The immortals below looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had never heard of such a terrifying demon being born down there.

This demon has reached a point where the Heavenly Court would hold a special meeting just for him.

"Where will the divine general descend to subdue him and help the pilgrims escape this predicament?"

The Jade Emperor swept his gaze across the various deities in the hall.

Inside the grand hall, golden rays rolled in like red rainbows, and auspicious clouds sprayed purple mist.

On both sides stood dozens of generals, each a pillar of strength, holding a halberd and a banner; below them were a dozen or so golden-armored gods, each wielding a halberd, whip, knife, or sword.

Before he finished speaking, Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, stepped forward from the ranks, prostrated himself, and reported:

"In the Three Realms, all beings with nine orifices can cultivate immortality. These three demons, however, achieved their immortality through human flesh and have already entered the demonic path. Your Majesty, I humbly request that you lead heavenly soldiers and generals to descend to the mortal realm and capture these demons!"

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor nodded slightly.

The demons of this lower realm must be completely eradicated!

"As you have suggested."

The Jade Emperor was overjoyed and immediately appointed Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, as the Grand Marshal for Subduing Demons, and Nezha, the Third Prince, as the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas. They would then lead their troops to the mortal realm shortly afterward.

Li Tianwang and Nezha kowtowed in thanks and went straight to the palace. They mustered their troops, led their leaders, appointed the Giant Spirit God as the vanguard, the Fish Belly General as the rearguard, and the Yaksha General as the urging force.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Heavenly Court was mobilized.

However, they are still unaware of the current situation in the lower realm.

At this moment, the pilgrims were hiding in a mountain ravine not far from the Kingdom of Baoxiang.

Here, the mountains stand tall and imposing, their peaks sheer and majestic.

Towering peaks pierce the heavens, their sheer cliffs obstructing the azure sky. Strange rocks pile up like a seated tiger, while ancient pines hang askew like flying dragons. Birds sing sweet, melodious songs on the ridge, and plum blossoms bloom with a rich, exotic fragrance before the cliffs. A cool, murmuring stream flows from the mountain, while dark, menacing clouds drift across the summit.

Pigsy followed beside Xuanzang, his face also filled with displeasure.

Snakes, mosquitoes, and ants crawl everywhere in this place; it's not a comfortable place to stay.

"Bajie, we've been hiding in these mountains for three to five days now, and we still haven't seen that great demon. Should we leave now?"

Xuanzang removed the dark, worm-like creature from his neck, licked his dry lips, and began to speak.

Upon hearing this, Pigsy immediately leaped up and looked at the sky.

The two attendants standing nearby noticed that the two seemed to be leaving their hiding place and said anxiously:

"The king said we should hide and not leave."

"We knew where he was going to play around! Yet we've been left here in jail."

Pigsy was interrupted and immediately looked displeased.

He pointed at the two followers and shouted:

"This place offers neither shelter from the wind nor protection from the heat. If we follow the old pig's advice, we should just go west along the road."

"The king is on a windy day; he will surely come quickly. Let him hurry. If there is any trouble, let the king deal with it before leaving. I've been sitting here for a while now, and I'm feeling quite uncomfortable."

Right now, it's not just Pigsy who wants to leave; Xuanzang does too.

So Zhu Bajie just spouted some nonsense, and Xuanzang immediately nodded in agreement.

The two servants had no choice but to pack their bags and follow in the footsteps of the two.

"Master, the king only said we can't go to the west, he didn't say we can't return to Baoxiang Kingdom."

Pigsy's eyes darted around, and he had a new idea.

This place is indeed unbearable, but it's not impossible to go back to Baoxiang Kingdom and live a comfortable life there.

Let the Yellow Wind King bear the storms outside; he can live a good life on his own.

"Disciple, shall we go back?"

Xuanzang frowned.

He only wants to go west now and has no intention of turning back.

However, after some persuasion from Zhu Bajie, Xuanzang finally decided to return to Baoxiang Kingdom first.

The reason for this decision was simply because Pigsy said something like this.

"Master, don't forget, you haven't changed your travel document yet."

If the official document is not exchanged, then the official road will be blocked from the rest of the journey, and the person will become a bandit without status.

Not to mention, the lack of documentation means they've never been to this country.

In the future, whether they go to Mount Ling or return to the Eastern Land, no one will acknowledge that they have passed through the Kingdom of Baoxiang.

Xuanzang had thought it over carefully, which is why he agreed to return to Baoxiang Kingdom, the country that had almost killed him.

"Master, don't worry. As for the official documents, we can just have the King sneak in and switch them."

Pigsy came up with another terrible idea.

Xuanzang simply said "Amitabha" and then fell silent.

This place was not far from Baoxiang Kingdom, and the four of them did not walk for long before they saw the capital of Baoxiang Kingdom.

"Let's go in when it gets dark."

Xuanzang shuddered when he saw the imperial capital.

The people here are too fierce; they almost beheaded him on the spot. He dares not come to this place during the day.

Boom!

At that moment, a tremor suddenly came from beneath my feet.

In the distance, within the imperial city, a cloud of dust billowed into the sky, with flashes of lightning appearing intermittently.

Xuanzang lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

"Bajie, what's going on?"

Xuanzang didn't know what was going on in this place either, and he was very uneasy without the Yellow Wind King by his side.

Right now, the only person we can rely on is Pigsy.

However, Pigsy was also panicking at this moment.

Even at this distance, he could still feel the biting chill emanating from within the imperial city.

"Master, perhaps we should leave now."

Pigsy was very obedient; he knew that the person fighting in this place was probably a formidable opponent.

However, the aftermath of the battle soon subsided, and things returned to calm.

"Since we're already here, the issue of the official document must be resolved."

Xuanzang immediately rejected Zhu Bajie's suggestion.

He had to deal with Guan Wen's problem, otherwise it would affect the reputation of the Holy Monk of the East.

He now represents the face of the Great Tang Dynasty in the East.

"In that case, let's hurry inside and get this over with so we can leave sooner."

Pigsy didn't care about day or night, and dragged Xuanzang straight into the city.

As for his two attendants, Pigsy found them to be a hindrance and didn't bring either of them.

At this moment, the golden-winged roc soared into the sky, looking down at the city from its high perch.

For the mortal army, Baoxiang Kingdom was a place that was easy to defend but difficult to attack, but for the Golden-Winged Roc, it was a canteen where he could devour everyone in the entire city in the blink of an eye.

"Is Xuanzang here?"

He was so certain because auspicious clouds appeared above the city.

This thing was all too familiar to him.

These dense, auspicious clouds are something only celestial beings possess.

At this moment, besides Xuanzang, who on earth is qualified to possess this thing?

Thinking this, the Golden-Winged Roc flapped its wings and plummeted towards the capital of Baoxiang Kingdom.

He wanted to capture Xuanzang himself and force the Buddha of Mount Ling in the Western Paradise to agree to all his demands!