Western Spirit Mountain, Great Thunder Monastery.
Tathagata, old and divine, sat tranquilly on his lotus platform, his deanor serene.
In front of him, Bodhisattva Guanyin spoke, recounting in detail the demon infant incident she had co to know.
First, it was Master Xuanzang who mistakenly drank the water from the Child-Mother River, and the soul of the aborted fetus was taken in by Ruyi True Immortal at the Immortal Gathering Hermitage, where it was cleansed of resentnt daily with Taoist magic.
Next, it was the King of Won's Kingdom who secretly conceived Xuanzang's child, leading to an outburst of resentnt and the soul of the demon infant entering her body.
Later on, Ancestor Minghe made a move, stealing away the demon infant, and Xuanzang pursued directly to the Netherworld Blood Sea...
The information Bodhisattva Guanyin had gathered was a mix of truth and fiction.
But it was precisely the mixture of truth and falsehood that made it more credible.
"After I rushed to the Netherworld Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe, holding the demon infant, refused to return her. I am not a match for Ancestor Minghe, thus, I could only retreat with Xuanzang for the ti being!" Finally, Bodhisattva Guanyin bowed her head and summarized the situation without finishing her thought.
"Mm, Great Bodhisattva Guanyin did nothing wrong. Ancestor Minghe is a Zixiao Palace Listener, and apart from a few saints, no one is sure they can defeat him!"
Once Guanyin had recounted the whole matter, Tathagata nodded slightly, indicating his agreent with Guanyin's actions.
"However, the demon infant is after all Xuanzang's daughter. Now in the hands of Ancestor Minghe, will he use the child to make a big fuss? To hinder us, or even affect the great undertaking of Journeying to the West for Scriptures?" After laying out the event in detail for Tathagata, Guanyin then voiced her concerns.
"That is inevitable, or else he would not have captured Xuanzang's daughter!" Tathagata said with a slight nod.
Upon saying this, he paused for a mont and then continued, "However, for us, Xuanzang's daughter is a stain; if Minghe threatens us with the girl's life, we need not submit. After all, we are not obliged to save that child by any ans!"
"Amitabha, well said, well said, I understand!" Upon hearing Tathagata's words, Bodhisattva Guanyin bowed slightly, grasping Tathagata's intention.
Indeed, for the Buddhist Sect, how could Xuanzang, the Scripture Seeker, possibly have a child?
It was fortunate that Xuanzang himself was unaware of this, otherwise punishnt would have been unavoidable.
For the Buddhist Sect, they would rather the child did not exist; if Ancestor Minghe threatened them with the child, it certainly wouldn't be a concern for the Sect's adherents.
In fact, if the child indeed were killed, the Buddhist Sect's followers might even thank him for it.
"However, rember, Great Bodhisattva Guanyin, to pay close attention to Xuanzang. Minghe will surely use the child to threaten Xuanzang!" Tathagata said, looking at Guanyin who had understood him and was ready to leave, and spoke again to remind her.
"Understood!" Bodhisattva Guanyin nodded and replied.
Though the Buddhist Sect was not afraid of Ancestor Minghe's threats using the child, Xuanzang would certainly be susceptible, and it was essential to keep an eye on that.
Having said almost everything that needed to be said, Bodhisattva Guanyin did not intend to stay long at Great Thunder Monastery and left directly.
However, after leaving Great Thunder Monastery, Bodhisattva Guanyin did not feel like returning to Purple Bamboo Forest; instead, after pondering silently for a mont, she imdiately rode the clouds towards Heavenly Court.
Upon arriving in Heavenly Court, Bodhisattva Guanyin entered through the South Heavenly Gate and promptly used her powers to transform, stealthily entering the Palace of Heavenly King Li Jing.
A new calamity had already been set by her, with one of her sches lying in wait here.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing and Third Prince Nezha returned from subduing demons and eliminating evil.
Nezha, as usual, removed his weaponry and handed it to the Divine Power Warriors in the palace for cleaning.
Nezha himself was not a person who loved cleanliness, but he valued his various treasures greatly, and after each use, he made sure they were properly cleaned.
Fire Tip Spear, Chaos Heaven Silk, Qiankun Ring, Yin Yang Sword, Wind-Fire Wheels...
After removing all these Dharma Treasures that had been used in subduing demons and eliminating evil that day, Nezha yawned, turned around, and went back to his room to rest.
He even instructed, "Make sure they are cleaned promptly!"
"Rest assured, Third Prince, we understand!" Several Divine Power Warriors quickly nodded and said.
"Wait, Nezha, you also got so poison on you, you should go clean yourself as well!" Seeing Nezha about to rest as is, Li Jing couldn't help but speak out.
"No need, I'll be just fine like this!" However, Nezha, waving his hand dismissively, didn't seem to mind.
After dropping such a remark, he went straight to his room, kicked the door closed with his foot, and shut it.
"Ah, this child..." Watching Nezha's behavior, Li Jing shook his head with a sense of helplessness.
After so many years, this intrinsic laziness in lifestyle still hadn't changed, as if not bathing for half a year were rely the norm for him.
If only he devoted to his own self-care the sa attention he paid to his Dharma Treasures, that would indeed be wonderful.
After shaking his head silently, already accustod to this over the years, Li Jing put away his Pagoda and said, "Servants, heat so water for ; I wish to bathe and change my clothes!"
Bodhisattva Guanyin, hiding quietly in the shadows, watched as the Divine Power Warriors cleaned up all the Dharma Treasures. Then, seizing the opportunity, she released a Sleepy Bug that put the warrior cleaning the Fire Tip Spear into a deep slumber.
Afterward, Bodhisattva Guanyin carefully took the Fire Tip Spear and discreetly left.
"Amitabha. In the hands of Xuanzang lies a Fire Tip Spear, identical to the one Nezha wields, which certainly won't be without its predicants," Guanyin murmured to herself after leaving the South Heavenly Gate, looking forward to the unfolding events.
Indeed, after Nezha returned to his room, he had barely fallen asleep when he was suddenly woken with news that the Fire Tip Spear had been stolen.
Hearing that his Fire Tip Spear was stolen, Nezha naturally sprung to his feet.
"Third Prince, I deserve death. The Fire Tip Spear... it's missing…" A Divine Power Warrior trembled as he spoke.
He clearly understood the gravity of losing the Third Prince's Dharma Treasure under his watch—his life was a small price to pay, and no one would question his execution.
"Why was the Fire Tip Spear stolen, what happened!?" Nezha asked urgently, staring at the warrior.
The Fire Tip Spear was the most well-handled weapon among all his Dharma Treasures; its loss would reduce his strength by at least twenty to thirty percent.
"Third Prince, I deserve death. While I was cleaning the Fire Tip Spear, I... I don't know why, but suddenly I felt overwhelming drowsiness and fell asleep. When I awoke, the Fire Tip Spear had already been stolen!" The warrior, bowing his head and daring not hide anything, answered.
"Suddenly overco with drowsiness? So, soone did this deliberately, you say?" Hearing this, Nezha understood the situation, a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Hmph, I'd like to see who dares to ss with !" Realizing soone had intentionally stolen his Fire Tip Spear, a look of anger appeared on Nezha's face.
Did they really believe that, just because he had beco the Great God of the Three Altars of the Seas, he no longer had a temper?
No matter who it was, anyone targeting him would certainly face his wrath.
"Since you have failed in your duty to protect the treasure, go receive ten floggings!" Glancing at the warrior before him, Nezha uttered those words before turning to leave.
"Thank you, Third Prince; thank you for your leniency!" Hearing Nezha's sentence, rely ten floggings and not death, the warrior was imnsely grateful, kneeling swiftly to give thanks.
Filled with anger and in search of his Fire Tip Spear, Nezha quickly sprang into action, organizing a search.
Nezha's actions were major, a loud and public search.
When those in the Heavenly Court saw this commotion and learned Nezha's Fire Tip Spear was stolen, each one was shocked.
Who was Nezha? His identity was much more than just Li Jing's third son.
Soone had the audacity to steal Nezha's Dharma Treasure? It raised the question of who could be so brazen.
Bodhisattva Guanyin watched these actions with a secret chuckle.
Still, she refrained from rushing forward to tell him, intentionally waiting, letting him beco even more anxious. After all, the longer the wait, the more desperate Nezha would get, leading to an even bigger commotion.
Thus, after waiting for quite so ti and estimating that it was the right mont, Bodhisattva Guanyin appeared in the Heavenly Court, approaching Empress Qinghua, one of the Four Imperial Guardians, and engaged her in a ga of chess.
Then, with an air of nonchalance, she divulged the news that Xuanzang had a Fire Tip Spear in his possession.
Although she spoke casually, the ssage spread like wildfire, and it wasn't long before it reached Nezha.
"What? In Xuanzang's hands? Impossible!" At first receipt of this news, Nezha did not hesitate to deny it and shook his head firmly.
Despite being estranged from Xuanzang and his company because of his second brother's death, Nezha knew sowhat of Xuanzang's character; Xuanzang stealing his Fire Tip Spear? Inconceivable.
"Third Prince, this piece of news inadvertently slipped from Bodhisattva Guanyin's lips!" Yet, the person reporting lifted the na of Bodhisattva Guanyin.
"Bodhisattva Guanyin?"
Upon hearing this, Nezha's expression shifted slightly.
Words from Bodhisattva Guanyin carried a different weight, after all.
Though he trusted Master Xuanzang's character, there was a saying, 'no smoke without fire'. Since such a claim existed, he decided to seek out Master Xuanzang for clarity.
With a single thought, a pair of Wind-Fire Wheels materialized beneath Nezha's feet, and he imdiately left the South Heavenly Gate, heading towards the Mortal World.
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