Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now.

A man, a monkey, a horse, and a load on a shoulder pole continued their slow journey westward.

Traveling and stopping like this, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the two arrived at a peculiar place.

Looking out, the mountains and fields are covered with blooming peach blossoms, forming an endless peach forest.

Ahead, a majestic mountain stands tall, its entire body covered in peach blossoms.

Sun Wukong looked around and instantly saw through the illusion of the place, his brows furrowing slightly.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer; let's take a detour."

Upon hearing this, Dong Sanzang paid no attention.

He smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air and looked at the beautiful scenery, feeling refreshed and happy. He couldn't help but retort, "Great Sage, look at the picturesque scenery here, it's like a fairyland."

"I am a pilgrim on a pilgrimage. Sincerity is the key to success. I must take one step at a time to demonstrate the heart of Buddha."

"How can we easily suggest taking a detour just because the mountains are high and the roads are long?"

Sun Wukong almost laughed in anger when he heard this.

This bald monk certainly has a whole set of theories.

Well, anyway, this trip was a form of spiritual practice for him, so it didn't matter where he went.

Then, without further rebuttal, he simply said, "Whatever."

The two men and one horse entered the peach grove and began climbing up the mountain path.

Just then, a commotion came from the forest, and a hunter dressed in animal skins and holding a steel fork emerged from the woods.

Upon seeing the two, he was taken aback at first, then warmly greeted them.

"Masters, where did you come from, and where are you going?"

“There are many ferocious beasts in this Peach Mountain. It’s getting late, so why don’t you rest at my house for the night and continue your journey tomorrow?”

Sun Wukong immediately saw through the hunter's true identity and thought to himself, "Erlang Shen Yang Jian? What is he doing here?"

However, he didn't point it out, but simply nodded in agreement.

The two followed Yang Jian, who was disguised as a hunter, to a simple thatched hut in the forest.

After sitting down, Dong Sanzang took a sip of water and asked with lingering fear, "Brother, this humble monk sees that Peach Mountain is towering into the clouds. I wonder how long it will take to cross it?"

"Is there another road that can take us around?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian, disguised as a hunter, smiled wryly and shook his head, saying, "Holy monk, you may not know, but this mountain is called Peach Mountain, and it is a sacred mountain."

"If we were to take a detour, we would probably have to travel at least 108,000 li to get around this mountain range."

"What?! Ten thousand eight thousand li?!"

Upon hearing these words, Dong Sanzang turned pale with fright.

He was just a mortal, and even if he lived to the end of his lifespan, he would not be able to travel this 108,000 li.

His face paled with fear, and he quickly looked at Sun Wukong beside him, who seemed completely unconcerned.

He said eagerly, "Great Sage, you possess great supernatural powers; you must have the ability to move mountains and fill seas!"

"Look, could you use your magic to split this mountain open and create a path for this humble monk?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile contemptuously and retorted, "Oh? Didn't you just say that we should walk one step at a time to show our sincerity?"

"Why do you want me, Old Sun, to split open a road to heaven again? What's the logic behind this?"

"Things have changed!"

The monk, Dong Sanzang, was so embarrassed by the rebuttal that he tried to defend himself, saying, "This is merely a temporary measure, in order to obtain the true scriptures as soon as possible and save all sentient beings!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, "Don't make things difficult for me, old Sun."

“This Peach Mountain is no ordinary place; it is formed from the laws and regulations of Heaven and is used to suppress important criminals.”

"Not to mention me, even if the sage himself came, he wouldn't be able to budge it in the slightest."

"unless……"

He then changed the subject, saying, "There is a decree from the current Heavenly Emperor. Otherwise, anyone who dares to break the Heavenly Laws without authorization is making an enemy of the entire Heavenly Court."

The Heavenly Court of today is not the one from the time of Haotian Yaochi, but the one ruled by Donghuang Taiyi.

He, Sun Wukong, could not possibly provoke the Heavenly Court, which was at the level of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

He's no longer that ignorant monkey.

At this moment, Dong Sanzang was speechless and at a loss for what to do.

Just then, Yang Jian, who was standing to the side, seemed to belatedly remember something.

He took out a golden scroll from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "It's quite a coincidence. Several years ago, a deity passed by this place and left this scroll, saying that it could only be opened by a destined person."

"You two might as well take a look; it may be useful to you."

Sun Wukong took the scroll without hesitation, and immediately knew it was extraordinary.

He slowly unfolded, and in an instant, ten thousand golden rays shot into the sky, and an immense and boundless majesty of the Heavenly Emperor spread out.

On the scroll, lines of divine script automatically appeared.

"By imperial decree, those who were suppressed beneath Peach Mountain have served their sentences and their merits and demerits have been offset; they shall be released immediately."

"However, the Heavenly Laws cannot be lightly disregarded. A person from the East must carry out the punishment on behalf of Heaven, splitting open Peach Mountain to fulfill the mandate of Heaven. So be it!"

Upon hearing the decree, a glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes; he already understood Yang Jian's intentions.

He put away the scroll and said to Dong Sanzang, "It seems you monk have good luck."

"Tomorrow morning, I, Old Sun, will help you split this mountain."

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Sun Wukong got up and went to the foot of Peach Mountain with Yang Jian, who was disguised as a hunter.

The mortal body of the Eastern Tripitaka Master remained asleep in the thatched hut.

Sun Wukong gazed at the majestic Peach Mountain before him and suddenly spoke to the hunter beside him, his words tinged with mockery, "Little Saint, you possess great supernatural powers and boundless magic, so why don't you personally rescue your mother instead of relying on my old Sun's hand?"

Upon hearing this, the hunter paused slightly, then gave a wry smile. His disguise vanished, revealing him to be Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the man who had once fought Sun Wukong.

He sighed and said helplessly, "Great Sage is joking."

"Since the world was reshaped, this Peach Mountain has been straddling the border between the east and west. My mother was suppressed under it, and I want to rescue her!"

"I once sought help from my sect, and they told me to go to the Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor gave me this decree, instructing me to seek the Great Sage's help!"

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong didn't say much.

Sun Wukong just didn't understand: could splitting open a mountain really eliminate the demon's resentment?!

However, there wasn't much unnecessary talk.

He pulled the Ruyi Jingu Bang from his ear, and with a flick of his wrist, the iron rod transformed into a gigantic, gleaming divine axe.

"open!"

Sun Wukong roared, swung his divine axe, and with all his might, cleaved down fiercely at Peach Mountain!

A heaven-splitting axe light flashed, and the Peach Mountain, formed from the Heavenly Laws, was cleaved in two like tofu before this power!

Rumbling--

The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, with huge rocks rolling down.

A huge canyon split open in the middle of Peach Mountain, and the suppressing power dissipated instantly.

A soft radiance emanated from the mountain's belly, and a fairy dressed in white with a weathered face slowly appeared.

"Mother!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes revealed excitement, and he flashed forward to catch the fairy.

He hugged his mother, turned around and bowed deeply to Sun Wukong, saying, "Thank you for your help, Great Sage. Yang Jian is deeply grateful!"

"I will repay this kindness today!"

After saying that, he didn't linger. Holding his mother, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong pursed his lips, put away his divine axe, transformed it back into his golden cudgel, and stuffed it into his ear.

He turned back to the thatched hut, looking at the still-sleeping Dong Sanzang, a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"That's it?"

"Where's the promised battle? There's no fighting at all. Is Master lying to me, Old Sun?"

He shook his head and woke up Dong Sanzang.

"Monk, the mountain has been cleared; it's time to set off."

When Dong Sanzang slowly woke up, he was stunned to see the huge mountain that had been split open outside the house.

After a long while, he finally realized what was happening and exclaimed, "Great Sage, you are truly a divine being!"

Sun Wukong ignored him and went about his business, leading the white horse away.

They slowly walked westward, and upon seeing this, Dong Sanzang quickly followed.

Chapter 323 The Ruins of Buzhou, the Demon Emperor Ancestral Witch, Returning Against Heaven

Time flies, time flies.

Since our parting at Taoshan, a whole year has passed.

During that year, the journey westward was relatively smooth, with no major setbacks except for a few ignorant little demons blocking the way.

And Sun Wukong's pilgrimage team finally came together, becoming just like the destiny that had been preordained.

In Gao Village, they took in the lazy and gluttonous Marshal Tianpeng, Zhu Bajie.

As for the Flowing Sand River?!

Because Haotian Yaochi has returned to Zixiao, Sha Wujing has disappeared without a trace.