Chapter 110

Jindou Mountain, Jindou Cave.

A Green Bull Spirit lay on a stone couch, leisurely eating an orange, feeling quite happy.

"Great King, patrolling the mountain today, we haven't seen any traces of the scripture seekers." A minor demon came to report.

The Green Bull Spirit waved his hand, signaling the minor demon to leave.

Another minor demon stepped out and said: "Great King, I heard that eating the Destined One allows one to live forever. I congratulate the Great King in advance on your immortality."

Mentioning the four words "live forever," the Green Bull Spirit "humphed," clearly disdainful.

But thinking of his mission, thinking of the encounters of Jinjiao and Yinjiao, he sat up in shock from his deathbed.

No way, they wouldn't really lay a hand on him, would they?

Should he just surrender and go through the motions?

That's not right! I'm a demon; they should be the ones surrendering.

The more the Green Bull Spirit thought, the more annoyed he became, so he simply ate two more oranges, curled up on the stone couch, and went to sleep.

On the other side, on the road to fetch scriptures.

Tang An had a thievish smile on her face, and it looked as if she were drooling.

"Are you... craving beef?" Nezha was a bit strange; whenever the Green Bull Spirit was mentioned, Tang An always looked very greedy.

"Mm." Tang An licked the corner of her mouth. "I wonder what the meat quality of a bull raised by Laojun on immortal pills and immortal herbs is like."

"But come to think of it, Laojun is also quite carefree; he's really not afraid of his Green Bull being caught and eaten by other demons."

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek, puzzled. "Master, why would demons eat demons? Demons should be waiting to eat you, Master."

Although that's true, why did that sentence sound...

"Me?" Tang An gave a "hehe" laugh. "Whether my meat can grant immortality remains to be determined. But if you eat a bite of Laojun's bull, if you're careless, you could directly attain the Dao and ascend on the spot."

"Ah?"

Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha had three faces of shock and confusion.

"Tsk, you guys don't think about it; the Green Bull Spirit is Laojun's mount, after all."

"Not to mention how long it has lived and how deep its understanding of the Dao is from being by Laojun's side."

"Just based on the treasures and immortal pills it has eaten while following Laojun, what must its meat quality have evolved into?"

Wukong had an expression of sudden realization. "If you put it that way, then Laojun sending it down to the mortal world is indeed quite carefree."

Yang Jian seconded: "If the fact that the Green Bull is Laojun's mount were to spread, I'm afraid the reaction from those demons would be even more intense than catching you, Master."

"Of course, whether they could beat that Green Bull is another matter."

Sun Wukong waved his hand. "Old Sun just feels that Laojun really has exhausted all his efforts for the Eighty-One Tribulations."

"That magic treasure Master mentioned, I'm afraid it's also to protect that Green Bull Spirit's safety."

Listening to Wukong and Yang Jian's words, Tang An suddenly gave a "hehe" laugh. No need to think, she must have thought of some devious trick again.

Nezha held his Fire-Tipped Spear, appearing somewhat silent the whole way.

"Nezha, are you nervous?" Tang An leaned over to ask him.

"No." He said no, but in reality, his grip on the spear grew tighter and tighter.

"No need to worry." Tang An patted his shoulder. "Our plan can already be considered flawless."

"Since I promised to help you take the pagoda, I will definitely help you take the pagoda."

"Now is the time for your master to fulfill her promise."

Nezha turned to look at Tang An. "And you?"

"Me?"

"If I really kill Li Jing, and the Heavenly Court and Lingshan apply pressure at the same time. The three of us can hold out, but if we can't look after you at that time..."

"Me?" Tang An hadn't expected Nezha to be so thoughtful; seeing that his great revenge was about to be fulfilled, he hadn't been blinded by hatred, but was instead thinking of her safety.

"Me? I have elders above and young ones below; who could touch me?"

"Besides, Lingshan has to consider the Journey to the West Calamity, and even if the Heavenly Court wants to apply pressure to me, they have to consider the weight of Lishan Laomu and Zhenyuanzi."

Tang An looked at the sky as she spoke. "Even if the process might be a bit difficult, I said it before: people, after all, have to fight for what they want to do."

"And have you forgotten? I have the leaves of the Ginseng Fruit Tree in my hand; even if they really take action, I have enough to save my own life."

"I'm so afraid of death, rest assured, I definitely won't have any accidents, don't worry."

Nezha watched Tang An talking incessantly, and suddenly some scenes from the war flashed through his mind.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but in that moment, his hand gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and the Samadhi True Fire on his body suddenly erupted.

"Nezha? What's wrong?"

Tang An waved her hand in front of him.

Nezha's eyes, glowing with red light, looked at Tang An's face magnified before him, seemed to let out a long sigh, faded the killing intent, and suddenly smiled again.

This kind of smile was not a mocking smile, not a snicker, not a smug smile, and certainly not a contemptuous smile.

It was a... smile of complete relief and understanding.

Li Jing or whatever, actually didn't matter that much at all.

Or rather, compared to the person in front of him, he was worthless.

Back then at Chentang Pass, he had already severed his family ties with the Li family. Carving his bones to return them to his father and cutting his flesh to return it to his mother was also his choice.

The tribulation of the Four Saints testing the heart was when Tang An personally led him out of the haze of the past. At that time, he had already personally severed all the shackles in his heart and resolved the knot that had trapped him for so many years.

As for his grudge with Li Jing, it was when Li Jing smashed his golden body, almost causing him to lose hope of resurrection. Now that the causality cycle had arrived, the debt from back then was indeed time to be settled.

But how to settle it while also keeping Tang An safe was something the current Great God of the Three Altars could decide.

"Do you still have a golden hoop?" Nezha suddenly reached out his hand. "I know you definitely have a way to find one."

Tang An was puzzled. "What do you need a golden hoop for?"

"I suddenly changed my mind."

"Hm?"

"Buddhism has used the pagoda to restrain me for many years, letting my inner demons grow, causing my killing intent to accumulate deeper and deeper."

"What they want to see is nothing more than that no matter what I do, how I escape, how I resist, how I struggle, I cannot change my fate."

"Just like the Great Sage Equal to Heaven being pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, how is the existence of the pagoda not the Five Fingers Mountain pressed upon me?"

"They all seem to think that as long as Li Jing is still there, as long as Li Jing is alive, I will be forever trapped in place, trapped in that year at Chentang Pass, trapped in the name and fate of Li Nezha."

"But what if, in the Jindou Mountain tribulation, the pagoda is held in my hands instead?"

At this moment, nothing could be more shocking or more lethal than this sentence.

Because nothing could slap the faces of Western Buddhism and the Heavenly Court harder than Nezha personally holding the pagoda while leaving Li Jing alive.

He, Nezha, is Nezha; whether to defy fate or not, and how to defy fate, has always been his own decision.

This is truly acting as I please and defying fate!

"Applause! Applause is needed here!!!"

Tang An's hands were red from clapping, but her excited mood couldn't be expressed even a little bit.

"Well said! Brother Nezha, hearing your words, Old Sun feels enlightened and boiling with excitement; I want to take my Golden Cudgel and beat up the Heavenly Palace one more time."

Yang Jian nodded with appreciation and relief. "Peering into fate, defying fate, controlling fate."

"Nezha, worthy of being Nezha."

The master and three disciples looked at each other and smiled, all happy for Nezha.

But since everyone had new ideas and new thoughts, they had to immediately make corresponding changes to their plan.

Hiss~ It seems no matter how they change it, Li Jing is miserable, very miserable, miserable upon miserable! How can one word "miserable" describe it!

Jindou Mountain, at the foot.

Tang An was bleeding from her nose while hugging magic treasures up from the water one by one.

If one looked closely, one could see that those were the Golden Cudgel, Universe Ring, Fire-Tipped Spear, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, and so on...

"I'll let you collect, I'll let you collect."

Tang An wiped her nosebleed. Fortunately, only replicating the form didn't consume much red, and she could afford to replenish it and afford the consumption.

After all the magic treasures were replicated, Tang An picked up the Golden Cudgel from the ground.

"Disciples, take your magic treasures, we are heading to Jindou Mountain!"