Chapter 45: I'm telling the truth, but you insist I'm bragging—is that my fault?

Tang An gestured for Qingfeng and Mingyue to look at Yang Jian, "This one here, his master is Yuding Zhenren. And Yuding Zhenren's master is none other than Yuanshi Tianzun."

As if deliberately trying to scare the two young Daoists, she continued, "To put it nicely, you are just making things difficult for the Scripture Seeker."

"To put it bluntly, is your Wuzhuang Temple specifically trying to make trouble for Yuanshi Tianzun?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qingfeng and Mingyue were visibly panicked.

"No, no, no..."

"No, no, no, there isn't! Absolutely not!"

How could they possibly shoulder such a massive black pot? If these words were to spread, there was no telling how Zhenyuanzi would deal with them when he returned!

If this were to spark some kind of conflict, they would have no lives left to atone for their sins!

"Do you think he is just a grand-disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"No, he is also the biological nephew of the Jade Emperor—the very first person to ever have a nephew beat his uncle, and an uncle beat his nephew!"

Qingfeng and Mingyue's mouths hung slightly open. They did know the relationship between True Lord Erlang and the Jade Emperor, and they knew he had beaten his uncle. But since when did True Lord Erlang have a nephew?

Oh no! Did they just learn something they weren't supposed to know?

They wouldn't be silenced, would they?

And it wasn't just them; even Yang Jian was stunned upon hearing this. Where did he get a nephew? When did he beat a nephew? Why would he beat a nephew?

"That's not important." Tang An snapped her fingers, setting the stage for her own entrance.

"Next, it's time to introduce myself." Tang An had never introduced herself with such high spirits before.

Qingfeng asked, puzzled, "You? Could it be that you are also a grand-disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun? But aren't you a mortal?"

"What's wrong with being a mortal? Did a mortal eat your rice? Who said a mortal can't take an immortal as a master?"

Tang An cleared her throat and straightened her back.

"I, a disciple of Mount Lishan Laomu, had Guanyin Bodhisattva herself serve the tea during my apprenticeship ceremony."

Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged a glance and couldn't help but snicker.

Clearly, they thought Tang An was bragging; how could Guanyin Bodhisattva possibly serve the tea herself and watch her become a disciple of Mount Lishan Laomu?

"Look, you still don't believe me." For the first time, Tang An was telling the truth, only to be treated as a braggart.

"Wait a moment, I'll summon someone for you."

To prove herself, Tang An shouted to the sky: "Guanyin Pusa! Guanyin Pusa!!!"

Watching Tang An's crazy and childish behavior, Qingfeng and Mingyue were amused once again.

"Guanyin Pusa, if you don't appear, I'm going to go invite my Master over myself." As Tang An spoke, she rubbed the pale green Flower Ornament on her forehead with her index finger.

Mingyue covered her mouth and chuckled, "If that could summon Guanyin, then I would..."

"Would..."

"Would..."

Mingyue couldn't finish her sentence, because she saw the sky filling with auspicious clouds; Guanyin Bodhisattva had truly manifested at Wuzhuang Temple.

"Amituofo, why has the benefactor summoned this poor monk?"

Why did Guanyin appear the moment she was called? It was because Tang An had discovered a bug.

She found that as long as she rubbed the pale green Flower Ornament on her forehead—which was actually the three Willow Leaves gifted by Guanyin Bodhisattva—she could remotely call Guanyin Bodhisattva like making a phone call.

She discovered this by accident after bumping her forehead, and ever since, she couldn't stop; she loved to be a little mischievous, finding Guanyin Bodhisattva at any time, for big things or small, just to have a one-sided chat.

It had left Guanyin Bodhisattva with an unstable Buddhist heart, sporting two dark circles under her eyes, and she was so angry she almost wanted to descend to the mortal realm to take back those three Willow Leaves.

"It's nothing major, I just want you to prove to them whether I really am a disciple of Mount Lishan Laomu, and whether you personally witnessed it."

A large 'anger' character appeared on Guanyin's forehead, and she nearly crushed the Jade Purifying Bottle in her hand.

It was one thing for the Destined One to harass her for no reason! But to call her all the way here just for this!

Ah! She was going to explode! She was going to explode!!!

"Yes."

Even though Guanyin Bodhisattva was on the verge of a tantrum, she still answered Tang An's question.

There was no helping it; her backing was truly solid.

Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other, instantly panicked and losing their composure.

There was no need for anyone to introduce the prestige of Mount Lishan Laomu.

Not to mention her prestige, Mount Lishan Laomu's elder sister was the Saint Nuwa, and her brother was the Saint Fuxi.

No wonder she could have Guanyin Bodhisattva serve the tea, no wonder she could call Guanyin whenever she wanted, and no wonder she could make her lose her temper!

"What's wrong? Where's that arrogance from before? Where are those eyeballs of yours that were stuck to the top of your heads? How did they suddenly get better and return to their sockets?"

Qingfeng and Mingyue hurriedly bowed to Tang An, truly on the verge of tears.

What kind of people had they provoked today! Who on earth sent such a group of ancestors with this kind of backing to the Western Heaven to seek the True Scriptures!

Couldn't the Buddha just send the True Scriptures to them? What would be wrong with sending them over! Why throw such a massive bomb at them!

"Can you apologize now?" Tang An looked up at the two of them; it was she, the mortal, who was the most overbearing, leaving them not daring to show the slightest bit of negligence.

Qingfeng and Mingyue wiped away cold sweat and bowed hurriedly, their hands trembling slightly as they apologized to the four master and disciples one by one.

Including the earlier remark about the 'Stable Keeper' and their various arrogant behaviors, they reflected deeply on it all.

"Who is bullying the young Daoists of my Wuzhuang Temple?"

Suddenly, an ethereal voice rang out from the sky, and the heavens were filled with rosy light.

Tang An knew it must be Zhenyuanzi returning.

As soon as Zhenyuanzi returned, he saw Guanyin also hovering above Wuzhuang Temple.

The two exchanged greetings and went through the official pleasantries.

"Since Zhenyuan Daxian has arrived, this poor monk shall take her leave."

"Hey, don't go yet, this tribulation hasn't been settled yet, hey." Tang An wanted to keep Guanyin Pusa as a human shield, but unfortunately, even Guanyin Pusa dared not offend the Ancestor of Earth Immortals.

Once Guanyin Pusa left, Zhenyuanzi rode a cloud and arrived at Wuzhuang Temple.

Standing before the two young Daoist acolytes, he naturally had to back his own people.

"I do not know why you, a Destined One, entered my Daoist temple and bullied the acolytes within?"

"Bullying?" Tang An's expression seemed to say, "Which eye of yours saw me bullying anyone?"

Alright, just looking at her smug and arrogant attitude from a moment ago, at first glance it really did look like she was bullying people.

"Are you unconvinced?" Zhenyuanzi asked.

"Convinced, I'm convinced by you, is that alright?" Tang An was too lazy to argue with Zhenyuanzi, "Are you going to kick us out now? Or beat us up?"

Tang An gave up; no matter what, this would count as one of the Eighty-One Tribulations anyway.

Just make do with it, what else can you do?

After all, monsters are quite hard to find on this road, and the Eighty-One Tribulations are quite hard to scrape together.

Zhenyuanzi was not angry; he stroked his beard and said, "Just now I heard you name Yang Jian, Nezha, and your own Master. Why did you not name his Master?"

He was naturally referring to Sun Wukong.

Tang An sized up Zhenyuanzi, walked over, covered her mouth, and whispered, "His Master is super mysterious and won't let him talk about it."

Yet the more Tang An said this, the more curious Zhenyuanzi became.

What kind of background could be so mysterious that it couldn't be mentioned in front of him?

"It is no matter, you may speak."

"Fine, I'll say it, but are you sure you're ready to hear it?"