Chapter 604: Summoning

Tang Luo returned to the territory of the Spirit Mountain Buddhist Kingdom; the battle here was also nearing its end.

To be fair, if these gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters united as one, even with Zhu Bajie present, it would be an exceptionally difficult and bitter battle.

They might even suffer defeat; after all, they were outnumbered by quite a margin.

Moreover, this world's Zhu Wuneng was actually just a pawn they had found, a barely passable, utterly ordinary pig demon.

In terms of strength, he was still far inferior to these demons, monsters, gods, and Buddhas.

The empowerment of the Boundless Dharma could reduce the gap between them, but could never completely erase it.

Even if the "Boundless Dharma" could erase the gap, Zhu Wuneng himself could not endure it.

Basically, the main fighting force was still Zhu Bajie, along with Sun Wutian, who was empowered by the Boundless Dharma and protected by the Merit Jade Lotus which healed and blessed him.

When Tang Luo arrived, the victorious side of this battle nearing its end was Sun Wutian and his group.

Because those demons, monsters, gods, and Buddhas were unable to work together with one heart and fight to the death.

They only wanted to escape; better you die than me.

Escaping from here might still offer a sliver of survival, but killing Sun Wutian, Zhu Bajie, and the others here would truly be certain death.

Even if they hid in the world's remotest corners or deepest depths, Tang Xuanzang would dig them out, flay their tendons, skin them, and crush their bones.

Then, he would ferry and convert their souls.

This was fundamentally an unequal battle; its outcome was predictable.

Conveniently converting the last few, Tang Luo ended this battle.

Using the Merit Jade Lotus to bless and heal, he cured the injuries on several people.

Tang Luo withdrew the Merit Jade Lotus and looked at Sun Wutian, saying: "Now no one can activate the Tight-Fillet Spell anymore; take your time grinding it away, and given enough time you can grind off this fillet."

"Yes, Grandmaster Uncle." Sun Wutian replied respectfully.

The Great King's master is truly formidable, after all.

"Search around everywhere; prevent any fish that slipped through the net." Tang Luo said.

"Right..." Sun Wutian recalled something and hurriedly descended into the devastated Spirit Mountain.

The fake Six-Eared Macaque and the monkey demons were all the little monkeys he had established Flower-Fruit Mountain with; during the multiple Journeys to the West, Sun Wutian had mistakenly killed quite a few.

Thinking back now, there should still be some remaining.

If he could not exact revenge, this matter would likely become Sun Wutian's nightmare, forever haunting and weakening him until death.

But now it would not; he only hoped to find those monkeys and protect them, just as the Great King had protected him.

The remaining three landed on the mountain peak.

Zhu Wuneng plopped down on the ground, but his face was full of bewilderment.

Unlike Sun Wutian, he was merely a pig demon who had achieved cultivation, targeted by the Golden-Winged Great Peng and the others, infused with false memories, and turned into a puppet.

Now the chess player was beaten to death, the chessboard smashed to pieces.

Yet he did not, like Sun Wutian, recall the past.

Life in the Heavenly Court, being exiled to the lower realm, Gao Laozhuang — all fake.

As the false things were unmasked, those false memories all began to turn blurry.

Zhu Wuneng fell into confusion, not knowing what he should do.

Hearing the sound of Zhu Bajie landing beside him, Zhu Wuneng looked up at his "true self," wanting to seek a bit of help.

Facing the bewildered face, Zhu Bajie stroked his chin and said: "Young man, how about Old Pig introduces you to a marriage prospect?"

"???"

Zhu Wuneng instantly turned into a question-mark face; what the hell, a marriage prospect?

"When a 'person' has nothing to do, they easily overthink." Zhu Bajie said, "Back when the Mountains and Seas Realm shattered, Old Pig fell into a small world, couldn't find Master and the others, and was also very lost. Later, I encountered love..."

Zhu Bajie sank into memory; after a good long while, he continued: "A man like me is destined to be hurt by love."

The amorous since ancient times leave only empty regret; this regret stretches on without end.

"At that time, I had no spare leisure to think this and that." Zhu Bajie said, "Get married, young man; marriage cures a hundred ills!"

"..."

Zhu Wuneng didn't know how to answer; in the infused false memories, that former Marshal Tianpeng, the later pig demon, didn't seem to be this kind of "flirtatious person" at all!

This is perfectly normal.

The memories were given by the Golden-Winged Great Peng and the others; they naturally didn't understand Zhu Bajie to that extent, they just fabricated based on his history.

Sun Wutian resembling Sun Wukong has a reason.

Actually, the rest of the impostors — not a single one was similar.

Tang Seng was a tool used to torture Sun Wutian; Sha Seng was incomparably irritable; only Zhu Wuneng bore a few points of similar slickness.

"This... I feel feelings can't be forced." Zhu Wuneng said, "I'll still find my own."

The world is so big; he wanted to go see it.

Once this thought arose, it was hard to suppress; thinking carefully, for him who had lost his past, wasn't this world also an entirely new scenery?

"Is that so?" Zhu Bajie nodded, "That works too; wishing you a smooth journey."

"If I have time I'll come find you, or you come find me, Junior Brother!" Sun Wutian's voice came from the "Spirit Mountain."

Zhu Wuneng replied with a: "Okay."

Then he saluted Tang Luo and Zhu Bajie and shot into the sky.

"Little Monkey, we'll stay at Flat-Top Mountain for a while, then leave to look for Eldest Senior Brother, your Great King." Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Wutian and said, "If you need anything, come find us."

"Okay, Pig Great King!"

"Don't call me Pig Great King!"

"Understood, Pig Great King."

Facing Zhu Bajie, Sun Wutian was not as obedient as when facing Tang Luo, displaying what a macaque truly was.

"I'm leaving first; you follow later." Tang Luo said to Zhu Bajie and flew eastward.

Zhu Bajie looked toward where Sun Wutian was and let out two malicious laughs: "Little monkey, you think Master will protect you? Come, come, feel your Martial Uncle's fist of love!"

"Wait, Martial Uncle—"

From Flat Top Mountain to the false Spirit Mountain, Tang Luo and the others spent over three months, but returning from the false Spirit Mountain to Flat Top Mountain did not require that long.

Upon entering the Flat Top Mountain range, Tang Luo felt waves of dragon might emanating.

Declaring to all surrounding birds, beasts, fish, and insects that this was his territory, and he was the sole master here.

"Not bad progress." Tang Luo smiled and descended toward the direction the dragon might emanated from.

Then he saw Ao Yulie lying on a soft mat.

Beside him, a group of female demons surrounded him, trembling in fear under his dragon might while fawning over him.

Farther away, surrounded by several female demons, was a helpless Sha Wujing, who wished he could immediately return to his true form.

Rather than saying that dragon might was released due to progress in strength, it was more like Ao Yulie was showing off his power.

Like a muscle man in a gym striking various poses for photos, hoping to attract girls or like-minded fellows.

Tang Luo raised his hand and slapped downward.

Ao Yulie, still showing off his muscles, instantly sank deep into the earth, a palm print slightly larger than him forming a deep pit.

That group of female demons looked up and saw a stretch of blood-red.

It was that white-haired monk who had chased Silver Horn King to heaven and earth, forcing him to flee wildly, accompanied by terrified miserable screams; these female demons scattered in a rush.

"Master." Sha Wujing immediately flew to Tang Luo's side. "Little Junior Brother has actually made some progress."

"I know; otherwise it wouldn't have been just one slap." Tang Luo withdrew his hand. "When did you crawl out? We happen to be heading back."

The latter half was said to Ao Yulie.

"..."

Ao Yulie at the bottom of the pit opened his mouth, tears streaming down his face.

He felt a power swirling above his head, not dissipating, blocking him from flying out of the pit; to get out would inevitably be an arduous—well, digging for survival?

So tired, feels like I'll never love again.

A few days later, Zhu Bajie also returned; looking at Ao Yulie who went all out against any man, he wore a face full of smiles, just short of sitting down with popcorn to watch.

"I plan to try summoning."

Tang Luo took out the "Summoning Heart" and said.

This world's heaven and earth qi is abundant, suitable for Nezha to come recuperate, and can also test the first summoning.

See if it can really succeed.

With the Summoning Heart floating in hand, the scenery around Tang Luo began to shift; amidst the surging torrent, light points rose and sank.

Some looked closer, some looked quite distant.

The light point of the world where Nezha, Red Boy, and the others were, unfortunately, was one of the farther ones.

"As expected, there's still no real world..." Looking at the number of light points, Tang Luo murmured.

Those light points, Tang Luo could more or less distinguish which mission and which world they belonged to.

Last time in the mission world, strictly speaking, there was actually one fewer light point—there was no light point for the real world.

Now trying again in another world, there was still no real world.

The Summoning Heart's power was abundant; according to Tang Luo's will, a force like a strong fish swam in the torrent, approaching that distant light point.

Plunging into it.

Quickly locking onto Nezha's aura, Tang Luo continued approaching and soon saw Nezha.

His Universe Silk circled around him; half his body was inside a round transparent container, eyes tightly shut, sleeping deeply.

"Huh?"

Tang Luo felt he seemed able to use the Summoning Heart's power to communicate with Nezha.

"Hey, wake up, wake up."

The sound rang out in this sealed room; the sleeping Nezha abruptly opened his eyes: "Who! Xuanzang?!"

"That's right, it's me."

"You... where are you?" Nezha looked around, completely unable to locate Tang Luo, yet his voice lingered in this place.

"I'm in another world." Tang Luo said, "Found a marvelous magic treasure that can summon you to the world I'm currently in."

"For real? That amazing?" Nezha exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, this world's heaven and earth qi is abundant; want to come over and heal?" Tang Luo put it concisely.

"Definitely! Quick! What are you waiting for." Nezha said, somewhat excited.

"Good." Tang Luo didn't waste words either.

No magic circle like when they were summoned appeared; Nezha, along with his Universe Silk, vanished instantly without a trace.

At the same time, Tang Luo's gaze shifted and he saw Nezha beside him.

The Summoning Heart's light flickered once, dimming considerably; this communication and summoning consumed quite a lot.

Compared to the Holy Regiment's opening of summons, this loss was enough for them to summon over ten "Saviors".