Lesser Thunder Monastery, Ancestor Huangi sat cross-legged, served by Little Demons by his side, feeling extrely content.
Along the journey, initially the Floral Mink was killed, and even the Star Monarch of Warring States died at the hands of Sun Wukong.
Not to ntion the recent battle between Master Leizhen and Sun Wukong, which truly shook the Three Realms.
Right, and before that, the uproar they caused in the Demon Realm!
All of this showed just how formidable the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team was.
So, in these recent days, when Bodhisattva Guanyin wanted to find people to face the calamity, hardly anyone dared to co.
Now good, with my own intervention, in a single encounter, I captured all mbers of the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team. Doesn't this make appear even more formidable, and also highlight how powerful the Maitreya Buddha is!?
This incident surely boosted my prestige, right?
"Crunch!"
Ancestor Huangi felt great, holding a pear and biting into it directly; the pear was very crisp.
He didn't know if the pear was naturally delicious or if it was because of his mood, but Ancestor Huangi found it incredibly sweet!
"Hmm, I've captured everyone, only the White Dragon Horse transford by the Third Prince of the Western Sea Dragon Palace escaped! Presumably, that Third Prince must be seeking help everywhere, right?"
"When the ti cos, no matter what kind of deities he brings, I can defeat them! Won't that make appear even more formidable?"
"Hehehe..." Ancestor Huangi took another big bite of the pear, laughing with his eyes nearly squinting.
By then, my reputation within the Three Realms will surely be very impressive, just thinking about it feels exhilarating!
Three or four days passed, and no one ca; Ancestor Huangi was not in a hurry, thinking that Little White Dragon must not have found anyone so easily.
Seven or eight days later, still no one ca, and Ancestor Huangi was getting impatient.
What's the situation? Is Little White Dragon's action so sluggish? If we keep waiting, it'll be New Year's!
Half a month later, Ancestor Huangi was flabbergasted.
Where are the people? Isn't Little White Dragon going to call for help? Half a month has passed, and there's still no sign!
...
"Here, cheers!"
Inside the Human Seed Bag, a space of its own, although dim, Jiang Liu had already set up the hot pot and was enjoying it with Zhu Bajie and others around the Eight Trigrams Hot-Clear Pot.
Though confined within the Human Seed Bag, Jiang Liu could remotely open the treasure vault of the Ming Sect.
In his free ti, he worked on his Life Profession, and had Red Boy add so ingredients to the vault.
These half-month days, although sowhat boring in the Human Seed Bag, were spent eating and drinking rrily and comfortably.
"Master, a toast to you!" Zhu Bajie raised a large bowl and spoke to Jiang Liu.
"Hmm!" Jiang Liu also raised his glass, clinked it with a bump, and drank it all!
Drinking heartily, they enjoyed the great combination of fine wine and hot pot, calling out how satisfying it was!
"By the way, Master, half a month has passed, and the day of your three calamities is approaching, right?" Zhu Bajie suddenly asked while eating hot pot.
"The day of the three calamities, indeed, it's coming soon!"
Jiang Liu looked at his character panel, where the experience bar showed only the last few hundred thousand experience points needed to reach level 61, and nodded.
It couldn't be helped; Sun Wukong was confined within the cymbals, not in the Human Seed Bag, otherwise, the last 10 million experience points could have been attained in just about three days.
But without the Map of Mountains and Rivers dungeon and relying solely on his Life Profession and the cultivation progress of the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture.
These last 10 million experience points, he had spent half a month and still hadn't succeeded.
However, it wouldn't be much longer now.
"Then, Master, you better prepare well!" Hearing Jiang Liu's reply, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing beca much more serious.
Despite having the rit Golden Lotus in hand, feeling that crossing the calamity shouldn't pose a problem, the three calamities were quite formidable, so it was better to be serious about it.
"I understand!" Jiang Liu's spirit also grew more solemn, and he nodded.
Greatly satisfied, they all enjoyed this al of hot pot imnsely.
After eating, Jiang Liu continued to sit to the side and cultivate the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture, as his experience points steadily increased.
...
That night, Ancestor Huangi quietly lay on his throne, unable to sleep, the fruits previously placed on the table all dried up.
It was evident in recent days, Ancestor Huangi just couldn't eat, entirely different from his earlier delight eating the pear.
Half a month passed, the Lesser Thunder Monastery was very peaceful, with Sun Wukong and his group captured and completely not making a fuss.
Little White Dragon left and showed no intentions of coming back to rescue.
Just like that, half a month passed, and Ancestor Huangi increasingly felt uneasy.
If things really ended this way, what was he to do? Surely he couldn't keep Sun Wukong and Tang Monk imprisoned for a lifeti?
But, if he didn't keep them confined, what else could be done? He had captured them himself. Could he possibly just sneakily let them go? That would be utterly indefensible, wouldn't it?
At this mont, if Gold-Horn King and Silver-Horn King were here and knew of Ancestor Huangi's awkward predicant, they might join him in shared misery and weep together.
...
"You miscreant! I tasked you to create a tribulation for the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team! Instead, you caused their complete annihilation!"
"Has the great mission of the Journey to the West plot just co to a halt? How am I to explain this to the entire Buddhist Sect? I should execute you right here and now!"
Although Maitreya Buddha usually appeared cheerful, making him seem very amiable, at this mont, his smile had vanished, and his eyes glead ferociously as he spoke,
As he spoke, Maitreya Buddha raised his palm, which blotted out the sky and ferociously descended upon him.
The boundless might of it made Ancestor Huangi cry out in alarm.
"No, no!" After screaming a few tis, Ancestor Huangi jerked awake and tumbled off his throne onto the ground, which startled him awake.
"Phew, it was just a dream!"
Upon waking, after surveying his surroundings, Ancestor Huangi took a long sigh of relief, feeling very fortunate indeed.
Perhaps, after experiencing a nightmare, waking up to find that it was all a dream filled him with relief as if he had survived a great calamity.
"Great King, what's the matter? Did sothing happen?"
Because of Ancestor Huangi's cries and the sound of him falling, several Little Demons hurried in and anxiously asked him.
"It's nothing, just a nightmare. You may go," he said, waving his hand while still sowhat shaken.
Since the Great King said there was nothing to worry about, the Little Demons naturally did not linger and nodded, each retreating to their own tasks.
"Ah, what should I do! What should I do next?"
Watching the Little Demons leave, Ancestor Huangi lay back on his throne, murmuring to himself.
Indeed, what should he do next? He needed to find a way to release Tang Monk and his companions, didn't he?
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep properly, making life unbearable!
Ultimately, everything depended on Little White Dragon Aolie.
He had escaped half a month ago. Why hadn't he co back to save them yet?
Lost in his thoughts, Ancestor Huangi eventually drifted into a light sleep after about half a Chinese Hour.
However, he resolved to find Little White Dragon's whereabouts co morning to see what he had been up to these days.
Boom!
But just as he had barely fallen asleep, the void suddenly gathered dense clouds, and a lightning bolt struck directly towards Ancestor Huangi.
With a crack, the lightning struck him directly, making him cry out in alarm.
When the lightning dissipated, Ancestor Huangi's hair and eyebrows seed to stand on end, and his body looked scorched, leaving him in a very sorry state.
"What happened? What exactly is going on?"
Already struggling to sleep, he had just shut his eyes briefly when he was struck by lightning, pushing Ancestor Huangi to the edge of breakdown. He grasped his Wolf Fang Club, wanting to see where the lightning had co from.
Boom!
Almost simultaneously, another bolt of lightning struck down at Ancestor Huangi!
"Is this... Heavenly Thunder!?" He dodged with a flash and his expression changed as he recognized it was indeed one of the three calamities—Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!
"Didn't I pass the three calamities long ago? Why is the Heavenly Tribulation striking now?" Realizing it was the Heavenly Thunder, Ancestor Huangi grew even more bewildered.
But his reaction was swift. Once he realized it was Heavenly Thunder, Ancestor Huangi looked towards the Human Seed Bag hanging at his waist.
From the direction of the strikes, the Heavenly Thunder was not attacking him, but was targeting the Human Seed Bag.
Inside the bag, were Tang Monk, Sha Wujing, and Zhu Bajie.
So, the Heavenly Thunder was targeting Tang Monk!?
"What should I do now?" Realizing that the Heavenly Thunder was aiming for Tang Monk, Ancestor Huangi found himself in a dilemma once again.
Should he take this opportunity to release Tang Monk?
Letting him face the tribulation would make a perfect excuse!
However, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was extrely dangerous. If he released him unprepared and Tang Monk died under the thunder, what would he do then?
"Xiaobai!"
Inside the Human Seed Bag, as his level had just advanced to 61, Jiang Liu could feel the descent of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. He quickly contacted Xiaobai, saying, "Is Kang Jinlong ready?"
"Ready, Master!"
"Good, have him hurry over and rescue Sun Wukong! This is the perfect opportunity to execute Ancestor Huangi!"
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