Chapter 96

As the Golden Cudgel pointed at the sky, the air filled with dark clouds, and a great wind suddenly arose.

The three National Teachers and the King of Chechi Kingdom were all shocked.

"The wind has started, the wind has really started!"

"It's over, are we going to lose this round, brother?"

The Tiger-Power Immortal comforted himself, "Don't worry, this is just a coincidence; it's just that the Wind Goddess has returned."

"Oh? A coincidence? Then are you going to say that Leigong and Dianmu also coincidentally returned from outside?"

Sun Wukong finished speaking and pointed his Golden Cudgel at the sky again. "Leigong and Dianmu, obey the order, hurry up and bring down the lightning and thunder!"

"Crack! Pitter-patter!"

"Crack!"

Sounds of thunder and lightning startled everyone, scaring the three National Teachers so much their faces turned white.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

They are just scripture seekers; how can they truly point at the heavens and summon wind, rain, thunder, and lightning?

No, it must be a coincidence, absolutely!

Sun Wukong knew they weren't convinced, so he pointed his Golden Cudgel at the sky one last time. "Rain God, hurry up and bring the rain, what are you waiting for!"

As the sound faded, a torrential rain poured down, soaking everyone outside the hall.

The palace servants hurriedly shielded the King and Queen from the rain. Seeing that this round was completely lost, the King nearly had a heart attack.

"Great National Teacher, didn't you say the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning were not at home?"

"Yes, it must be that this monkey demon got lucky, just happening to run into them when they returned."

Sun Wukong jumped up and slapped his thigh in amusement. "I knew you guys would try to cheat. My title as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven doesn't need your coincidences."

As he spoke, Sun Wukong pointed his Golden Cudgel at the sky again. "Rain God, stop the rain, stop the rain!"

As soon as the words fell, the torrential rain stopped instantly, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

The Tiger-Power Immortal retreated several steps, completely unable to believe this reality.

"No, the four gods just borrowed the signal from earlier and are only now performing their duties; it's definitely not his ability, Your Majesty."

"You National Teacher, how can you refuse to admit defeat after losing?" Sun Wukong knew he would try this trick.

"Four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, the Great National Teacher says you were not at home, and says Old Sun borrowed your light. Why don't you show your faces and let them see?"

Hearing this, the four gods hurriedly appeared from behind the clouds and performed a salute.

"Little gods pay respects to the Great Sage."

As they spoke, the four of them were about to pay respects to Nezha and Yang Jian, but were stopped by Yang Jian's look, signaling them not to say anything more.

If their identities were exposed now, Tang An wouldn't have any fun left.

"Great Sage?" The three National Teachers sized up Sun Wukong, not understanding why the gods paid respects to him and called him some Great Sage.

"Hey—no need to be polite, no need to be polite." Sun Wukong laughed it off, but in reality, he was feeling great.

"Look at how happy our Wukong is playing; seeking scriptures is nowhere near as interesting as playing with demons." Tang An twirled the lollipop in her mouth; it was rare to see Sun Wukong playing this happily.

"Right, someone call the four of them down for a moment; we still need to go through the motions."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nezha stepped on his Wind Fire Wheels and flew into the sky.

Then, he brought the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning down.

Of course, he didn't bring them outside the hall where the competition was, but to a desolate mountain.

"Let's take a halftime break in the competition; this Princess will be right back." Tang An looked at the Tiger-Power Immortal. "You'd better adjust your mindset; don't let it collapse later, okay?"

After Tang An finished speaking, she mounted the nine-tailed fox and went to find the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Wukong and Yang Jian were left here to prevent them from cheating or causing trouble.

On the desolate mountain.

As soon as Jiuyue brought Tang An over, she saw the four gods standing in a row, very cooperatively.

"So you are the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning." Tang An sized them up with great surprise, then took out her Universe Bag.

"Not coming for nothing, not coming for nothing, eh."

"Let's quickly go through the motions; I'm still waiting for the competition. Hurry up and take out all the good stuff."

The four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning exchanged glances, feeling very awkward. Mainly, they had never seen such a social style from Tang An, like a bandit.

"We are gods after all, Destined One, you can't..."

Nezha frowned slightly and manifested his Universe Ring in his hand.

Seeing this, the Wind God hurriedly took out some magical treasures. "This is all I have, really, this is all I have."

"Hmm?" Nezha looked at Leigong.

Leigong was crying. "You guys just robbed me last time! I really don't have..."

"Robbed?" Nezha's tone carried a threat.

"Exchanged! We just exchanged with you and the Third Prince last time; I really don't have any treasures on me."

"Hand it over." Tang An directly took the thunder drum he was clutching tightly in his hands and put it into her Universe Bag.

Dianmu and the Rain God were cooperative and also took out a few magical artifacts.

"That's more like it." Tang An put away her Universe Bag and clapped her hands. "Don't feel aggrieved or heartbroken just because you had a few treasures taken by me."

"I'm telling you, whoever makes our Wukong take the blame, I have it all written down in my little notebook."

As soon as this was mentioned, they were no longer aggrieved; they became guilty.

"There's a saying: geese leave feathers behind, beasts leave their skin; my rules are the rules."

"Taking treasures from you today is just collecting some interest. If you dare to make our Wukong take the blame again, be careful, or I'll empty your mansions in the future."

"I, Tang An, keep my word. Do you remember that?"

"We remember, we remember."

"Alright, let them go."

Nezha let them go, and the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning finally dared to leave.

"Satisfying!" Tang An's mood was simply excellent.

Nezha held his Fire-Tipped Spear, a faint smile on his lips. "You're the first person I've seen who can rob gods like this."

"That's for sure." Tang An draped her arm over Nezha's shoulder. "Don't you know whose master I am?"

Her cowardly heart had been pampered by her three disciples to become increasingly bold.

Nezha was stunned for a moment by the physical contact from Tang An, then raised his eyes to meet her gaze.

It's no exaggeration—Nezha's face instantly turned bright red.

"Hey! Do you have a fever?" Tang An instinctively went to touch Nezha's forehead.

"I am an Immortal, I don't get fevers." Nezha directly hoisted Tang An onto Jiuyue's back, then pushed out a burst of divine power, sending Tang An and Jiuyue back.

"Hey, no, if you don't have a fever, why are you pushing me, hey—"

Before the sound had even faded, she had already left a faint arc in the sky.

Seeing that Tang An had finally left, Nezha let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's not right, what is this great god nervous about?"

"Why am I sighing with relief? What am I afraid of?"

"Afraid of Master?"

"Why would I be afraid of Master?"

Nezha thought for a long while, nearly plucking the few trees on the desolate mountain bald, but he still couldn't figure out why.