Patriarch of the Nether River manipulated two puppets that had already run out of strength, returning to the outskirts of Flame Mountain. Without the storms caused by the waving of the Plantain Fan, the flames of Flame Mountain immediately returned to their former spectacle, or perhaps even surpassed it, the towering flames dancing wildly, the scorching heat making the entire space unbearably hot.
The sky that had been obscured by dark clouds turned crimson once again, as the forcibly condensed vapor was easily dispersed by the hot waves.
Lu Yu sat on the mountaintop, leaning against the Fire Brick and protected by the Treasure Vase, contented, watching this visual feast.
When the supreme will of Shangqing had descended, he too had been taken aback. It seemed that the Journey to the West was of far greater importance to All Saints than he had imagined. However, what surprised him was that when the supreme will of Shangqing departed, it appeared to have seen him and shown goodwill.
But the him of today was no longer the green youth fresh out of seclusion, accustomed to the grandeur of the world. He wouldn’t be unsettled by it, after all, the more debts, the less worry.
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The worn-out Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan stood up, looking at the surging sea of fire, knowing that it was delusional to consider entering it again. So after a brief rest, they left Flame Mountain, for Patriarch of the Nether River knew that only when Tang Monk and his disciples completed their mission unique to themselves, could anyone extract the rule.
This was the will of All Saints. He sighed helplessly. With this, the variables increased. What he could do now was only to play his role well and ensure that Tang Monk and his disciples could leave smoothly.
Lu Yu carefully concealed his own aura to avoid detection by Patriarch of the Nether River. Now with the Patriarch in the light and him in the dark, this was also the key to his ability to scheme against the Patriarch. If he exposed himself, with the temperament of Patriarch of the Nether River, he would inevitably have to be on guard at all times in the future, which would delay the speed of his spiritual practice.
As time passed, the flames of Flame Mountain gradually calmed down, no longer as violent as before. The roaring flames that had formed Giant Beasts, one by one, dissipated within Flame Mountain, with both the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan returning to their respective homes, continuing their lives as if they were normal people. Everything seemed to have returned to the previous state.
Lu Yu, feeling the changes in the aura around him and seeing no one was spying, also breathed a sigh of relief. In this situation, Patriarch of the Nether River had lost the advantage, and whether he could obtain this rule and authority was no longer up to him alone.
As time trickled by, Lu Yu remained beside the Fire Brick, awaiting the Monkey’s arrival. That day, Lu Yu, who had been immersed in his spiritual practice, suddenly opened his eyes; he had sensed the Monkey’s presence. After enduring numerous hardships, Tang Monk and his disciples had finally reached Flame Mountain. Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief— at last, he could leave this place.
Even though he was sheltered by the Fire Brick and protected by the Treasure Vase, the hot air was still extremely uncomfortable. It was a good thing that he had a decent mind, able to quietly engage in spiritual practice; those with a restless nature would have become irritable and uneasy, unable to settle down, and in severe cases might even have fallen into demonic confusion.
Meanwhile, as soon as Tang Monk and his disciples entered the Earth Realm of Flame Mountain, a wave of heat hit them head-on, causing the four of them to stop in their tracks.
Tang Monk frowned as he looked into the distance, only to see a tall mountain standing erect with countless flames enveloping its peak, wave after wave of heat assaulting from there.
Despite having traveled to so many places, the sight of this Mountain of Flames still elicited a sigh from Tang Monk. "Where have we arrived now? Why is there such a Mountain of Flames? Truly unheard of."
Tang Monk felt as though his eyes were being opened to new wonders. He was born in a nation that was on the rise, always boasting the title of a grand country. Great Tang had vast territories, abundant in treasures, leading its people to be proud and self-assured, believing the world’s beauty was all within Great Tang.
Yet now, confronted by Flame Mountain, Tang Monk couldn’t help but marvel at the world’s wonders, that such a sight could exist.
The sea of flames, raging like waves, caused the entire sky to be reflected in the color of fire.
Beautiful though the scene was, the temperature was astonishingly high. No sooner had Tang Monk and his disciples stood there for a while than they were already drenched in sweat. Tang Monk’s lips felt dry and cracked, clearly feeling his body’s moisture rapidly escaping.
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Even Bai Longma kept kicking his hooves, the heat transmitted from the ground making him very uncomfortable.
"Master, let’s step back a bit, it’s really too hot," Zhu Bajie, being a qualified fatty, was most afraid of the intense heat. He now hung his head low, ceaselessly flapping his large ears as if they were two fans, but the slight breeze did not alleviate the heat—in fact, it seemed to make him feel even hotter.
Tang Monk promptly nodded and said, "Indeed, it’s too hot. Let’s move away for the moment and consider our plan in the long term."
Immediately turning their steed to the east, Bai Longma had never been as swift as in that moment, quickly carrying Tang Monk away. After a while, when the unbearable heat began to subside, they finally stopped.
Gazing at the distant flames, Tang Monk heaved a sigh and said, "Disciples, with the Mountain of Flames blocking our way, what should we do now?"
"Master, this mountain is created by the heavens. How can your mortal flesh pass through it? If there were a demon blocking the way, we brothers could still use our abilities. But now, faced with such a chasm, how can we cross it?"
"I think we should just disband right here. I’ll return to my Gaolaozhuang village, and Brother Monkey can go back to his Huaguo Mountain. As for you, Master, you can return to the Kingdom of Women to find your beautiful King," Bajie clamored.
Hearing this, Tang Monk’s face changed dramatically as he scolded, "Bajie, do not talk nonsense! How could I go in search of the King? If you keep spouting such foolishness, I will have Wukong take care of you."
Seeing this, Bajie smiled gently. The reaction of Tang Monk was obviously an attempt to cover up his true feelings—he had clearly been moved but didn’t dare to admit it. Bajie had secretly seen his master give his Jade Cicada, which he had worn since childhood, to the King.
However, Bajie did not want to provoke Tang Monk too much for fear of angering him, so he spoke in appeal, "Master, spare my life, please. Brother Monkey is heavy-handed, and I, Old Pig, cannot withstand his staff."
Wukong, paying no mind to their conversation, shaded his eyes with his hand and looked off toward Flame Mountain. Under his Brass Eye, he could see extremely far distances.
But now, in his line of sight, there was nothing but endless, billowing flames. Some fire-formed giant beasts seemed to sense his gaze and roared up at the sky.
"Master, Fire Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, completely enveloped in flames. I’m afraid there’s no other way out," the Monkey turned and said to Tang Monk. That is to say, if they wanted to proceed to the Western Heaven for scriptures, this was the only way.
"Amitabha, what should we do!" Tang Monk was suddenly at a loss, speaking with a face full of worry.