Zhu Ganglie suddenly felt something repeatedly brushing past his arm, soft and ticklish.

"Hey hey~ My dear, stop teasing this old pig. When we reach Yunzhan Cave, I'll play with you."

Sun Cuilan spoke in a gentle whisper, "My lord, I haven't done anything!"

Zhu Ganglie reached behind him without a thought, grabbed a piece of fabric, and pulled it forward. A black cape with cloud patterns woven from merit threads came into view.

"Mommy~" Zhu Ganglie screamed in terror, tossing Sun Cuilan away and hurriedly running forward.

Sun Cuilan did a flip in mid-air and landed on a large tree, casting a seductive glance and speaking softly, "Husband, why did you throw me? Aren't you afraid of hurting me?"

As Zhu Ganglie was running away, he glanced back and saw the cape of the Judicial Team fluttering behind Gao Cuilan. He stopped in his tracks, bellowed angrily, "Which one of the Judicial Celestials are you – Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, Ao Bing, or Nezha? Why are you teasing this old pig?"

"Hey hey~ Of course, it's your Grandpa Sun!" Sun Cuilan swept a hand in front of her, instantly reverting to her original form with a furry face and thunderous mouth, her eyes glinting gold in the night.

Zhu Ganglie shouted, "Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong? Since when did you become a Judicial Celestial?"

"I, old Sun, have become a Judicial Celestial since I escaped from my bind. What's your story? How do you know my name and even know of Judicial Celestials like Yang Jiao?"

Zhu Ganglie extended his hand, and a Nine-toothed Nail Rake materialized in his grasp. He leaped onto a large rock and stared at Sun Wukong, furiously shouting, "Well, Great Sage, how dare you mock me? If you wish to know the backstory of this old pig, listen up.

"Since birth, I was clumsy at heart, loving idleness and laziness without a rest. Never cultivated my nature nor pursued enlightenment; mired in chaos, the days and months went by. Suddenly in idleness, I met a True Immortal, who calmly explained the changes of cold and warmth. He urged me to turn back and not fall into the mundane, to avoid creating boundless karmic ties...

...

The Jade Emperor hosted a banquet inviting all immortals, where ranks and classes were sorted in array. I was conferred the title of Marshal, in charge of the Heavenly River, supervising the Water Army with declared decrees...

...

Because I, drunk, spouted crazed words and insulted the name of a Bodhisattva on the Spiritual Mountain...

...

Set free but demoted from heaven's portal, I descended to Fuling Mountain to establish my estate. But due to my sins, I was mistakenly reborn, with the worldly name of Zhu Ganglie."

Sun Wukong's fiery eyes blinked several times, realizing it was the Water Army Marshal reincarnated, no wonder he knew old Sun's name. With a weird laugh, he said, "Well done, Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy. You once broke the Heavenly Rules in the Heavenly Court; cast down to the mortal world, you still haven't repented. Today, old Sun will capture you again so you can get reacquainted with the environment of the Heavenly Prison."

"Ptui~" Zhu Ganglie spit, rubbing his palms and gripping the Nine-toothed Nail Rake tighter, shouting, "Sun Wukong, don't boast.

If it were Yang Jiao or Yang Jian who came, this old pig might be a bit scared, but just you, a monkey – it's not certain who will win or lose!"

"Very well, have a taste of old Sun's staff first." Sun Wukong struck towards Zhu Ganglie head-on.

The walker's golden eyes flashed like lightning, the demon's eyes sparkled like silver blossoms. Here, one exhaled a rainbow mist; there, the other breathed out a red dawn. The breath of red dawn shone brightly in the dimness, the mouth spraying rainbow mist brought brilliance to the night. The Jingu Bang and the Nine-toothed Rake, two heroes worthy of praise: one a Great Saint descended to the mortal world, the other a Marshal fallen from the sky. One became a monster for losing dignity, the other luckily escaped hardship to follow the Monk. The rake's attack akin to a dragon extending claws, the staff's defense like a phoenix piercing flowers. 'You break the match like killing a father!' one said. 'You forcefully take a young girl, surely you must be captured!' the other retorted. Idle talk and noisy clamor, incessantly the staff and rake clashed. Fighting until dawn approached, the Demon Spirit felt weakness in both arms. The pair fought from the second watch, battling until the Eastern sky turned pale.

Sun Wukong fought with trepidation in his heart; this demon's martial skills were exceptionally strong, truly befitting the reincarnation of Tianpeng who could battle old Sun for so long.

Zhu Ganglie, in his past life as Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, possessed the Divine Skills of the Human Sect and powers that could reach heaven and earth. After reincarnating and cultivating once more, despite being a mere mortal pig with unfortunate looks and insufficient cultivation time, his foundation was not solid, and he hadn't reached full strength. After battling Sun Wukong for one night, he eventually fell into disadvantage and had to flee in a panic.

...

The day was already bright, and in the Gao's Mansion courtyard, Old Lady Gao paced back and forth, having not slept all night, looking exhausted and unable to find peace in her heart.

Mrs. Gao and Cui Lan were also sitting inside the house, sleepless, both filled with worry.

Mrs. Gao was concerned that if they truly angered the Demon King, how would they cope with his revenge?

Cui Lan's feelings were somewhat complicated; she wanted the monk to capture the Demon King and free her, but she also didn't want the evil spirit to die. After all, over the years, he had taken meticulous care of her, warming water for her to wash her feet in winter, and creating ice to cool her in summer...

...

Tang Sanzang, wearing a tiger-skin coat, sat in the courtyard pavilion, slowly sipping tea. Cup after cup, he'd soon need to visit the bathroom again.

Old Master Gao stopped pacing, a hint of panic in his voice, "Venerable monk, your disciple has not returned all night, I'm afraid something bad has happened."

Inside the house, Gao Cuilin and Mrs. Gao were also holding hands, fraught with tension.

Tang Sanzang put down his teacup, smiled and said, "Lord Gao, rest assured, though my disciple is naughty, he certainly possesses exceptional skills. Ordinary demons are no match for him."

Lord Gao heaved a sigh, but my son-in-law is not an ordinary demon! That monkey's head is probably in trouble now. He glanced around, considering how to get rid of this monk, to prevent him from causing trouble in Gao Village and tarnishing our reputation.

Tang Sanzang couldn't help but ask: "Lord Gao, can you think of any other lawless deeds that the demon has done?"

After some thought, Lord Gao shook his head, "No! Besides forcibly marrying my daughter, he has not done anything else."

"Has the demon demanded sacrifices by force?"

"No!"

"Has the demon taken lives for blood?"

"No!"

"Has the demon displayed his might, shaking heaven and earth, causing people to live in misery?"

Lord Gao still shook his head and said, "No!" Internally, he wondered with irritation; it seems like this monk means no good, are the miseries of Gao Village not enough?

Tang Sanzang felt a bit disappointed inside; this was not a demon guilty of heinous crimes plaguing the land! He wondered how much merit a demon who forcibly marries is worth, it should be at least ten thousand merits! Tang Sanzang mused.

Suddenly, a white cloud drifted across the sky. Atop the White Cloud stood Sun Wukong, with a pig demon tied up next to him.

The villagers of Gao Village also saw the scene in the sky, but were not scared, instead coming out to point and discuss.

Over the years, Zhu Ganglie arrived daily on the winds, prompting the villagers of Gao Village to grow accustomed and unafraid.

Sun Wukong guided the White Cloud to descend, which then dispersed into wisps of mist.

Tang Sanzang hurriedly stood up, joyfully saying, "Wukong, you've caught that demon spirit."

Lord Gao was also stunned; he's actually alive? Then joy appeared on his face, and he quickly lavished praise, "Venerable monk, what great mana, what Divine Skills, thank you for capturing this evil spirit for us."

Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but shout, "Father-in-law, haven't I told you already, I am no demon spirit."

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