Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Wujing said, "Master, 'fallen flowers are intentional, flowing water is heartless,' and besides, it's debatable whether there's even water at all. Let's just go... My throat really can't take it anymore, I need a sip of water to soothe it."

Tang Sanzang sighed, his arms quivered slightly, and with a few crisp snaps, all the ropes broke instantly.

Seeing this, the little demons in the cave uniformly exclaimed, "Wow! This monk is so strong!"

The Bull King wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Confirmed, he looks the same and likes to play the pig to eat the tiger; it's definitely him, no question about it!"

Tang Sanzang casually tore the ropes from Wujing's body, and the two walked out dejectedly.

Outside, Zhu Ganglie was still mounted on the horse. Seeing them return, he quickly signalled with his eyes, seemingly saying, "Master, is it okay now? Please let me down, this is too uncomfortable."

However, Tang Sanzang didn't even glance at Zhu Ganglie, his face was filled with a sorrowful expression. He slowly turned back, looking again at the place where the pavilions and towers had once appeared.

Zhu Ganglie curiously asked Wujing, "Hey, Junior Brother Sha, what's going on? Did Master get his heart broken?"

Wujing replied, "Something like that. Master came here full of enthusiasm just wanting to meet the demon. He acted the part, spent the time, but didn't even catch a glimpse of a demon hair."

Zhu Ganglie said, "So, it's just a case of misplaced affection, right?"

Wujing replied, "You could say that."

Wujing helped Zhu Ganglie untie his ropes. Zhu Ganglie hurriedly put on his clothes and while dressing, he said, "Master, if I may say, this mess is mainly because you were too impulsive and didn't think it through."

Wujing immediately chimed in, "Master, Brother Zhu just said you didn't use your brain."

Tang Sanzang, without turning back, said, "Wujing, I am hungry."

Wujing turned to Zhu Ganglie and said, "Brother Zhu, you're not fully dressed yet, why not take a bath first?

Zhu Ganglie immediately got dressed and then shouted, "Master, don't listen to Sha's nonsense. I didn't say you have no brain, I meant you're not being smart."

Wujing gave him a look that said, "You're dead meat."

Tang Sanzang said, "Braised."

Wujing had already started setting up a big pot.

While Zhu Ganglie wiped the sweat from his forehead, his mind was racing. He shouted, "Master, I have a way to find the demon!"

"Really?" Tang Sanzang abruptly turned around, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Zhu Ganglie said, "Master, our eldest brother's fiery eyes are never mistaken. He said those houses were a deceptive trick by the demon, so there must be no mistake. If there were no demon, where would the deception come from? Since there's deception, there must be a demon. Since there's a demon, why don't we ask the locals, then we'll know where the demon is!"

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and said, "Wufan, I have always thought that you are particularly likable. Continue... and Wujing, stop washing the pot for now, come over and listen."

Wujing immediately carried two stools over, and the two sat down to listen.

Zhu Ganglie said, "Master, let's just call the local deities and spirits, and ask them. Wouldn't we then know where the demon is hiding?"

Wujing said, "Brother Zhu, that sounds simple. If we were indeed official emissaries on a quest for scriptures, we'd have the heavens and the spiritual mountain backing us, with local spirits and deities all providing conveniences along the way. The problem is, we are not the official ones…

If our eldest brother were here, he would have had the ability to invoke the gods."

"Now, with our eldest brother not around, how are we supposed to get them to come out?"

Zhu Ganglie said, "Brother Sha, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you're raising the prestige of that monkey while undermining our own spirits. You were once the Curtain Lifting General, someone right by the side of the Great Emperor. Even if we've descended to the mortal world and even if we're not with the legitimate Golden Cicada, what about it? These local deities should still show you some respect, right?

And let's talk about me, old Zhu, I was none other than the Marshal Tianpeng, a general with real power over thousands of soldiers!

I don't believe that with just the two of us, our voices can't be more effective than that Bi Mawen's god-summoning skills!"

In the cave, King Si wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as he looked at the mountain god and local deities tied up like rice dumplings and said, "Luckily, this King had foresight and acted first, otherwise I would have been at a great disadvantage! Zhu Ganglie, ha, I'd like to see how you summon gods! You might as well be slaughtered for pork, and once the bald Monk is full, he won't bother about me either."

On the other side, Tang Sanzang, seeing Zhu Ganglie speak with such confidence, nodded and said, "Wufan, since you're so sure, go ahead and summon a local deity or mountain god to quiz. If you can do it, consider it your redemption for past faults!" Tang Sanzang added kindly, "If it doesn't work out, shall we just settle for pork instead?"

Zhu Ganglie was speechless, 'You're already planning on pork, and you're asking me what I think? Do I even have a choice?'

But Zhu Ganglie wasn't a bit scared and actually had an unsaid thought. It was just a skill of invoking gods, right? He knew it too!

Thus, Zhu Ganglie revealed an incredibly confident smile and said, "Master, just watch!"

After speaking, Zhu Ganglie grabbed the nine-toothed rake, chanted a spell, and then slammed the rake down forcefully, bellowing, "Mountain god, local deity, come forth quickly!"

Zhu Ganglie's voice was resoundingly loud, echoing across dozens of miles…

At that moment, Zhu Ganglie felt as if he were back on the banks of the Milky Way, commanding tens of thousands of soldiers, in unlimited glory.

At that instant, Sha Wujing put down the kitchen knife he was holding, the White Dragon Horse stopped chewing the grass in its mouth, and Tang Sanzang stared dumbfoundedly into the distance…

A breeze blew by, silence ensued, not even a bird flew over.

"Second brother…" Sha Wujing barely began speaking when Zhu Ganglie said, "Shut up! I'm not done calling yet!"

After speaking, Zhu Ganglie silently recited the spell again, slammed the rake again, and again bellowed, "Mountain god, local deity, come forth quickly!"

This time his voice was even louder, but all it did was scare a flock of birds into chaotic flight.

Not a single mountain or local deity appeared.

Zhu Ganglie began to sweat profusely, swallowed his saliva, and sneakily glanced at Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang said, "Wufan, maybe it's better you just jump in the pot."

"Mountain god, local deity, come forth quickly!" Zhu Ganglie yelled at the top of his lungs.

Boars roared in the mountains, tigers growled, chaos erupted, but still, no mountain or local deity appeared.

Inside the Djin Helm Cave, King Si laughed, "Keep shouting, scream your throat sore, it's no use! You might as well just get into the pot honestly, haha…"

Zhu Ganglie, wiping streams of cold sweat from his forehead, said, "Master, this… I think, perhaps someone else might have better luck calling. Brother Sha, your turn!"

Sha Wujing immediately shook his head and said, "No shouting for me, I don't have that skill."

Zhu Ganglie immediately signalled with his eyes, "Come on, save the day, shout a couple of times. You were once a Curtain Lifting General; if they don't respect me, they should at least respect you, right?"