Fahai was originally in closed-door cultivation when he sensed all of this happening, and he looked outward.
"Was I wrong? The Great Saint can calmly accept all of this, while I must contend against it?"
Fahai said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing brightly, perspiration appearing on his forehead.
He was attempting to "slay his Heart Demons," but he couldn’t cut them out.
Instead, because of trying to cut out his "Heart Demons," some impressions became even deeper.
The image of that silhouette grew clearer and clearer in his heart.
This made Fahai increasingly anxious, feeling immense pressure.
Sun Wukong glanced back, sensing Fahai’s state.
He couldn’t help but laugh, saying, "This little monk is really interesting, actually trying to slay his beloved as a Heart Demon. Emotional ties aren’t so easily severed."
"He himself doesn’t understand and thinks that monks should not have affections for others, so he aims to use the Wisdom Sword to cut out his Heart Demon. No matter what others say, it won’t work; he has to realize it himself."
Nu Ba chuckled softly.
They found Fahai’s actions somewhat endearing.
Her clear black and white eyes resting on Sun Wukong, Nu Ba said, "Great Saint, if you have time, why not take monk Fahai to Mount Li? It takes the person who tied the bell to untie it."
Sun Wukong considered for a moment, then nodded slightly and replied, "That can be arranged."
The two left Huaguo Mountain and strolled through the vast expanse of rippling waves; the boundless East Sea was magnificent.
Sun Wukong felt an inner tranquility, thinking how wonderful all this would be if there were not so much strife in the world.
Just as this thought arose in his mind, a streak of firelight appeared.
It was a flame so fiercely intense it surpassed even the Samadhi True Fire.
Someone was launching a surprise attack on Sun Wukong, attempting to cut him down.
Sun Wukong’s expression turned cool; he was in a good mood, yet someone had inconsiderately come to stir up trouble.
It seemed his inner warning was true, indeed someone aimed to take his life.
He summoned a barrier of mana, protecting both Nu Ba and himself.
Sun Wukong raised his hand, casually manipulating several threads of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, transforming them into Immortal Technique to strike forward.
A loud sound resonated, as the flames were blocked; Sun Wukong stepped back, his eyes cold.
Two streaks of sword light exploded behind him, aiming directly at him.
Amidst the two auras, Sun Wukong sensed a familiar presence.
Nu Ba alerted, her expression shifting.
Sun Wukong smiled faintly, and together with Nu Ba, their figures turned ethereal and vanished.
The two streaks of sword light missed their mark, leaving Shao Siming and the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow with rather displeased expressions.
Confronted with the assault of the three, this monkey remained so composed.
After stepping into the rank of Great Heavenly Venerate, it seemed he had truly become undefeatable.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow turned to leave, exercising extreme caution.
Mainly because they had been frightened by the monkey, especially after Sun Wukong had recently killed a Supreme Level expert, this was even more the case.
Sun Wukong did not intercept them; he was one against three, and he still couldn’t beat them.
Though Shao Siming was reluctant, she still left.
Her gaze was venomous as she took one hard look at Sun Wukong before disappearing.
The person who had attacked earlier remained unseen, remaining extremely cautious.
"Shao Siming and the others?"
Nu Ba inquired, her own strength making it easy for her to discern the identities of the three.
She had not expected Shao Siming and the others to actually dare to provoke Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong nodded slightly, saying, "Indeed, it’s them. As for the person who attacked earlier, if I’m not mistaken, it should be Yinghuo."
"It’s him, attacking the Great Saint, that’s going too far."
Nu Ba was instantly furious.
They hadn’t made a move against Yinghuo, and they had told the Water God that as long as Yinghuo didn’t do anything to harm living creatures, they would not take action against Yinghuo.
But they hadn’t anticipated Yinghuo taking the initiative to attack Sun Wukong, joining forces with Shao Siming to launch a stealth attack on him.
"This Yinghuo deserves death."
A cold light flashed in her eyes as Nu Ba said bitterly.
She was extremely repulsed by Yinghuo,
not only for launching a surprise attack to kill the Water God but also for taking the initiative to move against Sun Wukong; this fellow was beyond audacious.
Sun Wukong nodded slightly, saying, "Indeed, he deserves death, but he’s very cautious, killing him won’t be as easy as imagined."
"One strike missed, and he fled a thousand miles; this Yinghuo is too cautious, capturing him won’t be easy."
Nu Ba’s expression was somber.
Sun Wukong suddenly laughed and said, "Sooner or later, we will capture him. Let’s not let some petty annoyances affect our mood."
Seeing Sun Wukong’s words, Nu Ba nodded slightly.
The two set off again, the earlier incident having no impact on their mood.
In the distance, Yinghuo revealed his traces.
He was an extremely ordinary looking middle-aged man; at a glance, he seemed more like an honest farmer toiling in the fields, with dark skin and a straightforward appearance, nothing like the elegance of the Primordial Fire God.
Yet, it was this very person who cleverly plotted against the Water God and killed him in years past.
Yinghuo’s face was bitter, as he heaved a deep sigh, "Life is too hard for me; failing to kill Sun Wukong means gaining another formidable enemy. It would have been better to die."
He wore a look of suffering, as if he could barely live on.
Shao Siming and the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow were of course not fooled by him.
They watched Yinghuo with a cold glare, full of discontent.
"Yinghuo, aren’t you being a little too cautious? Although we agreed to resolve this quickly, to flee a thousand miles after a missed strike, you only took one action before leaving, which is hardly justifiable," said Shao Siming coldly.
Even the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow felt Yinghuo had gone too far.