Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

There is only one day left.

For Xuanzang and his companions, it was certain that they would not survive this ordeal.

But Sun Qiong had no intention of stopping.

Since there was still one day left, he decided to go to Pingdingshan to look for something.

"I wonder if Laozi's two attendants have descended to the mortal realm yet."

Sun Qiong muttered to herself.

Judging from the timeline, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn should have already descended to the mortal realm and built a fox den on Pingdingshan Mountain, just waiting for the pilgrims to arrive.

For Sun Qiong, this distance was just a blink of an eye.

However, Sun Qiong did not intend to go directly there, but instead used her Heavenly Eye.

"I wonder if searching directly for the Golden-Winged Roc will yield any results."

The supernatural power of "clairvoyance" is best suited for locating and monitoring targets; it has the ability to see everything.

This divine eye is the ability to see souls.

However, it is not without its limitations.

At least with this divine eye, even powerful beings can see the changes in people's hearts.

Sun Qiong located Tianyantong in Pingdingshan.

A sweep of the Heavenly Eye revealed that there were indeed quite a few demons on this flat-topped mountain.

A rough count suggests there are at least one or two hundred of them.

However, none of them are very strong; they all look like cannon fodder.

Demons of this caliber could be wiped out by Sun Qiong with a single swing of his iron rod.

Pingdingshan is mostly inhabited by fox spirits and monsters. Although it is a beautiful mountain, it is filled with malevolent energy.

"With such a toxic atmosphere all mixed together, finding someone might be quite troublesome."

Sun Qiong muttered to herself and continued looking deeper into Pingdingshan.

There is a Lotus Cave in this mountain, and two monsters are sitting inside it right now.

They were all Laozi's furnace-guarding boys, and their gathering here was merely to complete a task.

"Brother, Laozi sent the two of us down to the mortal realm to deal with the pilgrim. We don't know where he is now, which is very worrying."

Silver Horn sat on the stone chair, downed a mouthful of turbid wine, and looked somewhat dissatisfied.

They had already descended to the mortal realm long ago, waiting for the pilgrims to arrive.

As a result, the pilgrims have not yet appeared, which has made them quite anxious.

"Brother, don't worry. Laozi must have a reason for arranging us here. Let's send a little demon to scout ahead before making any preparations."

Golden Horn wasn't in a hurry. Since Laozi had told them to wait in this lotus cave, there must be a reason.

Silver Horn was simply eager to make a name for himself, while Gold Horn's actions were understandable.

But things are not that simple. The monkey that kicked over the alchemy furnace back then is now the guardian of the pilgrims.

"Brother, you're being too cautious. We still have five treasures at our disposal. No one in heaven or earth can rival these treasures."

Silver Horn clapped his hands and laughed, then slammed the wine pot onto the table.

Laozi didn't say much about his trip to the mortal realm, only mentioning the pilgrims' journey.

However, with these treasures in hand, everyone knows what Laozi wants them to do.

"Although we have some treasures, we must be careful in everything we do and not act rashly and ruin our important plans."

Jinjiao tried to persuade him verbally.

But deep down, I didn't really care.

Those five treasures were truly amazing. Just as Silver Horn said, even the most powerful person would be nothing compared to them.

"I feel sorry for that pilgrim. Such a treasure, if used on him, I'm afraid even if he went to the Netherworld, there would be nothing left."

Silver Horn shook the purple-gold gourd on the table.

This stuff can turn into pus in a short time.

Even the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle in the hands of the Golden-Winged Roc is far inferior to this treasure.

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Sun Qiong, who had taken in all of this, looked the two of them up and down.

The two monsters that revealed their true forms in the lower realm were not particularly bloody, much like the Yellow Wind King, unlike the monsters we had encountered before, who were all used to eating people.

Even Kui Mulang's body still retained traces of blood, clearly indicating that he had satisfied his craving after descending to the mortal realm.

However, this is understandable, since these two are, after all, attendants of Laozi in Heaven.

Even if they were covered in blood, we wouldn't let them watch the furnace and pollute the environment.

Sun Qiong searched for a long time but couldn't find any trace of the Golden-Winged Roc on this flat-topped mountain.

If that guy really did have an out-of-body experience, finding him now would be quite troublesome.

Turning his gaze away, Sun Qiong rode a cloud and flew towards Pingdingshan. He wanted to see for himself where the Golden-Winged Roc was.

At this moment, in the Lotus Cave of Pingdingshan, the clever insect stepped forward, holding a jade plate filled with fruits, and said to the golden and silver horns:

"Your Majesties, I have overheard some news from passersby."

"Clever bug, tell me, what's the news?"

Silverhorn put down the wine pot and asked with great interest.

The clever insect's eyes darted around, and it stepped forward:

"Second King, this news came from the east. It is said that there is a monk from the Tang Dynasty who came to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He is on his way here."

Upon hearing what the clever insect said, Silver Horn was overjoyed.

He had been eagerly anticipating the pilgrim's journey to the West, and now he had finally received news of it.

Once the pilgrims arrive and defeat them, they can return to heaven and receive Laozi's reward.

Once this task is completed, Laozi will definitely not be stingy with the rewards.

Thinking this, Silver Horn's eyes darted around:

"Brother, I'll go take a look."

Jinjiao glanced at him and knew perfectly well what the kid was thinking.

Golden Horn waved his hand, looking at the Clever Insect:

"Is this news about the pilgrim on his journey to the West true?"

"Your Majesty, the pilgrim will be arriving here soon. This news must be true. It is said that the pilgrim has two disciples and three followers."

The clever insect quickly put on a smile.

Hearing him say this, Golden Horn pondered for a moment, but simply shook his head:

"Your information is incorrect."

The clever insect was startled.

Silver Horn asked impatiently:

"Brother, how is there a mistake?"

"You don't know, but the pilgrim should have three disciples: a hairy-faced Sun Wukong, a long-snout, big-eared Zhu Bajie, and a long-skinned Sha Wujing."

Jinjiao revealed the information he had obtained from Laozi.

These were all people that the Bodhisattva had originally planned to arrange, but now that Sun Qiong has interfered, things have indeed changed.

However, Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao were unaware of what changes had occurred on the pilgrimage team's side.

"I see. This was probably a rumor deliberately spread by the pilgrims to lure us out."

Silver Horn nodded immediately.

He didn't doubt Golden Horn's words and quickly pointed at the Clever Insect, saying:

"You scoundrel, probe again."

Clever Bug rubbed his head and said:

"But I've heard that the pilgrim on his journey to the West was like that."

"What do you know, you little brat?"

Silverhorn waved his hand, ignoring him, and continued drinking by himself.

The clever insect had no choice but to retreat.

The meticulous ghost, who had been waiting patiently, pointed at the clever insect and mocked:

"You little brat, you wanted to show off in front of the king? Now look what you've done, you've shot yourself in the foot."

The clever insect's face darkened. He glared at the meticulous ghost and turned to leave.

But the clever little devil wouldn't give up, following the clever little bug and making a fuss over and over again.

The two demons walked very quickly and soon left the depths of the Lotus Cave.

"We're on patrol again today? Why don't we go to Yalong Cave, meet the old lady, and get some food and drink?"

As soon as the meticulous ghost finished speaking, the clever insect stopped in its tracks.

The two oddballs looked at each other and smiled simultaneously.

This place isn't far from the Dragon-Suppressing Cave; even if the two were just minor demons, it would only take them half a day to get there.

The cave is full of the families of Golden Horn and Silver Horn. The old lady in charge is a nine-tailed fox demon who calls herself the Great Immortal of Dragon Suppression.

Hey, a nine-tailed fox who calls himself Yalong.

However, the little demons in this place all knew why she had earned such a title.

The clever insect's eyes darted around, and it asked the meticulous ghost:

"How did our old lady acquire such a title? Did she really suppress a dragon?"

Faced with the clever insect's question, the meticulous ghost simply turned his head away, looking helpless:

"You clever idiot, how could you forget something like this?"

Fine-toothed waved his hand and answered:

"Our old lady is no ordinary woman. In her youth, she was an absolute beauty among the fox clan."

At this point, the meticulous ghost slapped his thigh and pointed to the Lotus Cave on Pingdingshan Mountain behind him.

The clever insect also looked over, and heard the meticulous ghost say:

"Look at our two kings, they look just like the old lady when she was young."

The clever insect nodded.

Although Golden Horn and Silver Horn are not strong or intelligent, in terms of appearance alone, they are extremely good-looking, even by the standards of the Upper Realm.

Otherwise, why would Laozi have appointed them as his furnace attendants?

"It is said that one day, a deity descended from heaven. This deity was a very powerful figure, even among the thirty-six heavens. But when he saw our matriarch, didn't his back buckle?"

These words were quite blunt, and the expression on the exquisitely crafted ghost face was full of amusement.

The clever insect suddenly realized, but then asked carefully:

"Are you saying that our two kings are actually the offspring of some great being in heaven?"

The meticulous ghost patted his shoulder and shook his head repeatedly:

"I didn't say that, you did."

What's wrong with saying this? Those celestial beings, though far removed from the human world, are not truly free from human emotions. Even Buddha has moments of anger.

However, judging from Xijinggui's expression, this topic is probably best left unsaid.

The clever insect stopped asking questions and simply followed the meticulous ghost to the Dragon-Suppressing Cave.

Upon entering the Yalong Cave, the two monsters quickened their pace.

Most of the people here are women. The original monsters mostly followed the two kings and stayed at Pingdingshan.

"Why are you two not protecting the two kings? What are you doing here?"

The old lady of the Dragon-Suppressing Cave said this as her first words to the two strange people.

The clever ghost quickly stepped forward and knelt before the old lady:

"Grandma, we've come here because we've heard news about the pilgrims on their journey to the West, so we've come to tell them."

The old lady leaned back in the stone chair.

She was quite old, her face was full of sleepiness, her legs were stretched out and pressed against the two little foxes, and a maid was squatting beside her, massaging her legs and back.

His cloudy eyes narrowed slightly as he looked down at the two strange creatures.

"What does the matter of the pilgrims have to do with me?"

The old lady didn't care about things like pilgrims going on a pilgrimage.

It's all in the heavens, and it has nothing to do with her now that she's about to die.

However, the clever insect suddenly stepped forward and said:

"Does the old lady not know? This monk from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East is a virtuous man who has lived for ten lifetimes. His flesh has the effect of granting immortality. It is said that some demons have already eaten it, which is why this news has spread."

For the old lady, things in heaven were not important, and she didn't care about any pilgrims from the East.

But the clever insect's words struck a nerve with the nine-tailed fox.

She doesn't have much longer to live, so she wants to live longer.

Having cultivated herself into a nine-tailed fox spirit, she knew her limits, and the one in heaven rarely came to see her these days.

I'm afraid that in another seven or eight years, she won't be able to hold on any longer, and then she will die.

The old lady had already given up on living, but one sentence from the clever insect made the nine-tailed fox's weak heart start beating violently.

"You mean, the pilgrims can grant immortality?"

The old lady almost sat up straight from her chair, her eyes, which had been narrowed to slits, suddenly widened, and her vertical pupils suddenly split open.

Her voice was shrill and piercing, like someone rubbing iron pieces together.

Those eyes were fixed on the clever insect, and a dark malice emanated from the old lady.

The intense, bone-chilling sensation made the clever insect shudder involuntarily.

"That's right, immortality."

The clever insect stared intently at the old lady.

A deathly silence flowed through the Yalong Cave.

A suffocating atmosphere caused everyone around to involuntarily hold their breath.

"Haha, hahahaha!"

The old lady suddenly raised her head, and her suppressed, hoarse laughter echoed through the Yalong Cave.

Even the pile of stones outside the cave trembled involuntarily.

The laughter quickly subsided, and the Dragon-Suppressing Immortal's gaze returned to the Clever Insect:

"You, stay here. The rest of you, get out!"

No one here can refute what this person said.

Everyone left the Dragon-Suppressing Cave. The old lady slowly sat up and stared at the clever insect.

Her voice was low, but her tone was extremely fervent:

"So, who exactly are you?"

"As expected of a fox that has cultivated to have nine tails, it does have some discernment."

The clever insect's humble smile vanished, replaced by coldness and ferocity.

He looked at the old lady and said in a harsh voice:

How did you find me?

"Your methods are indeed impressive, but my nose detected a subtle change in the Clever Worm's aura."

The old lady did not continue the topic.

She asked directly:

"Is what you just said really true?"

"Of course, who in the world doesn't know the efficacy of the pilgrims?"

The clever insect's tone gradually lowered.

The old lady nodded after receiving the correct answer and asked:

"Are you also here on a pilgrimage?"

"nature."

"I'll cooperate with you, but I want half of the pilgrims."

The clever little insect looked at the old lady and slowly shook its head:

"What I want is your body."

After saying that, the clever insect rolled its eyes and fell to the ground, while on the other side, a rich spiritual power surged from the nine-tailed fox.

The surging spiritual energy caused the entire Dragon Suppression Cave to tremble violently.

All the demons inside the Dragon-Suppressing Cave felt a dizzying sensation.

When I realized what was happening, all I could hear was a loud, booming sound.

The Yalong Cave collapsed with a roar, leaving only ruins.

"Madam!"

The demons were terrified and rushed toward the ruins.

However, the next moment, the boulder flew up, and a tail emerged from under the rubble.

The old lady crawled out from underground, her face contorted in pain.

"If this old guy hadn't been so old and his soul hadn't weakened, I almost would have failed in my possession attempt."

The Golden-Winged Roc took a deep breath, and a strange smile appeared on its face.

It almost failed, but it all came to fruition in the end.

Because of its success, the Golden-Winged Roc was more confident about its future plans.

"Next, I'll just wait for Xuanzang to come to me. Even if it means death, I will succeed."

The golden-winged roc took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Unaware of the changes here, Sun Qiong was still flying in the sky on the clouds.

But soon, a person appeared in front of him.

This person was none other than Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, who possessed a body full of divine weapons.

Not long ago, Sun Qiong was fighting alongside Nezha.

But now that the cooperation has ended, the two sides remain enemies.

"Third Prince, what are you doing here?"

Sun Qiong originally did not intend to contact him, but Nezha was waiting here, which clearly meant he had some plans.

Since there was no way to avoid it, Sun Qiong simply stepped forward and spoke to Nezha.

Nezha stood there, his cold eyes fixed on Sun Qiong, staring at him silently.

After a long pause, Nezha finally spoke:

"Before seeing you, I never imagined that a demon could have its own physical body."

As he spoke, Nezha reached out and pointed at Sun Qiong's head.

"That thing should be a Dharma treasure of the World-Honored One, Tathagata."

"You're right."

Sun Qiong was a little confused about why Nezha was waiting here.

If it were just this nonsense, this Third Prince wouldn't be so idle.

"I've come to see you because I have something I want to tell you."

Nezha succinctly drew his demon-slaying sword from his waist and pointed it directly at Sun Qiong.

Sun Qiong also slowly narrowed her eyes and her fingers twitched slightly.

Although Nezha is not as good as Sun Wukong, his abilities are by no means ordinary, not to mention that Nezha has many divine weapons.

Each of these artifacts has its own use, and if Sun Qiong were to get entangled with them, he wouldn't be very confident that he could escape from their grasp.

But if Nezha really wanted to kill him, then Sun Qiong could only do his best to resist.

"Third Prince, please speak your mind."

Sun Qiong stared at Nezha, waiting for his next move.

Nezha thought for a moment and then walked towards Sun Qiong.

The distance between the two grew closer and closer with Nezha's movements.

Sun Qiong could even see the bloodstains still remaining on the demon-slaying sword that Nezha was holding.

This must be something left over from when the Golden-Winged Roc was cut open.

Such a ferocious Nezha should be the so-called evil guardian Nezha.

Sun Qiong's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of murderous intent began to surface in her eyes.

Sun Qiong didn't have many ways to deal with Nezha, so he basically relied on quick and decisive battles.

The Six Ding Divine Fire, Palm Thunder, Heart-Piercing Nail... all of these will spray onto Nezha's face the moment they are unleashed.

Even Nezha would absolutely not be able to withstand such supernatural powers and spells at the same time.

Nezha looked at Sun Qiong and tensed up as well.

He sensed a strong sense of crisis from the inner demon of the Monkey King in front of him.

This keen sense told him that if he really had to take action against Sun Qiong, he had to kill him instantly; otherwise, if he escaped, the consequences would be dire.

After a moment's hesitation, when the two were only an arm's length apart, Nezha stopped.

He stared intently at Sun Qiong, uttering each word carefully:

"Don't sabotage Lingshan's plans again, or I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."