Chapter 621
Tang Sanzang is pregnant?
Sun Wukong leaned against a huge blue stone, his golden chainmail armor gleaming coldly. He rested his chin on one hand and played with his golden cudgel in the other, his eyes showing a hint of nonchalance.
The monkeys and their offspring outside the cave were playing and laughing, but he couldn't muster any interest.
He naturally knew that Tang Sanzang had been kidnapped by the Scorpion Demon. With his discerning eyes, he could easily find out his master's location by concentrating on his deductions.
But he delayed setting off, instead deliberately staying in Huaguo Mountain, spending his days drinking and making merry, and indulging in a life of debauchery.
It wasn't that he didn't want to save his master, but rather that he had his own plans.
Ever since his master became pregnant with that demonic fetus, he had been filled with worry.
This demonic fetus has a mysterious origin and immense power. If we forcibly abort it, it might damage the master's very foundation.
However, if the abortion is not performed, the consequences of the demonic fetus being born at full term would be unimaginable.
More importantly, the golden headband on his head was a gift from Guanyin Bodhisattva. If anything were to happen to Tang Sanzang, the headband would never be removed, and he would be bound by it for all eternity.
Previously, his master had asked him to find the ancient musk needed for abortion.
This ancient musk is a rare treasure, growing only in the ancient ice caves of extremely cold places, making it quite difficult to find.
With Sun Wukong's supernatural powers, if one truly wants to find it, it's not impossible.
But he deliberately delayed, spending his days wandering around Flower Fruit Mountain, never mentioning the search for the ancient musk.
His plan was to use this "delaying tactic" to wait for the demonic fetus to be born at full term.
At that time, perhaps things will turn around, and the master will be spared from despair and taking his own life because the abortion medicine is ineffective.
Sun Wukong sighed softly, tossed the golden cudgel in his hand into the air, and caught it steadily.
He might have been selfish in doing this, but he had no other choice.
While his master's safety was important, he didn't want to be bound by the golden headband for the rest of his life.
He only hoped that everything would be resolved once this demonic fetus was born.
As the days went by, Tang Sanzang, inside the Pipa Cave, felt his unease grow stronger.
The scorpion demon continued to go out to search for medicine every day, but when she returned, her expression became increasingly gloomy.
Tang Sanzang could sense that her patience was almost exhausted.
Finally, on the tenth day after being abducted, when the Scorpion Demon returned empty-handed once again, her eyes filled with scrutiny and impatience, Tang Sanzang could no longer hold back.
He suddenly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.
If we wait any longer, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The apprentices are slow to arrive to rescue us; perhaps they really can't find this place.
Now, the only thing we can rely on is the tight headband around our heads.
As long as he chants the incantation, Wukong will definitely sense it and rush over immediately, no matter where he is.
Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, his lips moved slightly, and a low, rapid incantation slowly came from his mouth.
The spell of the headband, carrying a strange power, pierced through the walls of the Pipa Cave and headed towards the Eastern Continent.
Inside the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong was holding a bowl of fine wine, about to drink it, when he suddenly felt the golden headband on his head tighten abruptly.
Intense pain instantly swept through his entire body, as if countless steel needles were piercing his scalp, or as if someone was pulling his head with all their might.
The wine bowl in his hand clattered.
It fell to the ground with a thud, splashing wine everywhere.
"Ouch!"
Sun Wukong cried out in pain, clutched his head, and rolled around on the blue stone.
The golden headband tightened its grip, causing him to grimace in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.
"Master! Master, please stop chanting! Please stop chanting!"
He rolled around in agony as he screamed.
The pain from this tight band was more intense than ever before.
Sun Wukong knew in his heart that his master must have encountered great danger, otherwise he would never have been so eager to chant the incantation.
He endured the excruciating pain and circulated his immortal energy to try to resist the contracting force of the golden hoop.
A moment later, he suddenly stood up, stumbled, but still gritted his teeth and flew out of the cave.
"Damn it! That old monk must have gotten himself into trouble again!"
He muttered to himself as he flew, a sense of anxiety rising within him.
Riding on his somersault cloud, Sun Wukong moved with lightning speed, and in no time at all, he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and arrived at the Women's Kingdom of Xiliang.
He landed directly in the courtyard of the inn. As soon as he landed, he saw Pigsy holding a steamed bun and eating it with great relish, while Sandy was sitting to the side, slowly drinking porridge.
"Fool! Brother Sha!"
Sun Wukong roared, his voice tinged with suppressed pain, "Where is Master? Where is Master?"
Pigsy was startled by his sudden roar, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.
He looked up and saw Sun Wukong's pained expression and his forehead covered in sweat. He was taken aback and asked, "Senior Brother? Why are you back? Weren't you on Flower Fruit Mountain?"
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Sun Wukong glared at him, the pain in his head still unabated. "Master has been kidnapped by the Scorpion Demon, why are you still eating and drinking here? Why aren't you going to rescue him?"
Sha Wujing quickly stood up, a hint of guilt on his face: "Eldest brother, second brother said that Master went with that demon willingly, so we..."
"voluntary?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong was taken aback at first, and then a hint of doubt arose in his heart.
After Master regained his Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation, he became calm and composed. How could he willingly follow a demon? Could it be, as Pigsy said, that he was fickle and tired of the old? But then I thought about it again. Master has always adhered to the precepts and would never do such a thing.
He frowned, carefully recalling the urgency and determination with which his master recited the Tightening-Headband Mantra, and was suddenly startled.
Wait! There's still a demonic fetus inside Master! That demonic fetus is eroding his immortal essence day and night, causing him unbearable pain.
He had previously asked me to find ancient musk for an abortion, but I deliberately delayed.
Could it be that Master, having no hope of abortion and unable to escape the torment of the demonic fetus, wanted to use the scorpion demon's hand to die in order to get rid of this demonic fetus? Once this thought arose, it grew wildly like weeds.
The more Sun Wukong thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
The master was always compassionate and would rather sacrifice himself than let the demonic fetus bring disaster to the three realms.
Now that abortion is hopeless, he may have truly been driven to desperation and resorted to this desperate measure.
"not good!"
Sun Wukong's expression changed, and his anxiety intensified. "We must go find our master quickly! It will be too late if we're too late!"
As he spoke, he turned and prepared to fly towards Xiniu Hezhou.
Seeing this, Pigsy quickly stepped forward and grabbed him: "Brother, why are you in such a hurry? Since Master is doing this voluntarily, why should we meddle? Besides, that Scorpion Demon is extremely powerful. Even Buddha is afraid of her. If we go, we might not get away with it."
"What do you know!"
Sun Wukong flung Zhu Bajie's hand away, his eyes sharp. "Master must be in danger. His urgent recitation of the Tightening-Headband Mantra is definitely not voluntary! You and I both know about the demonic fetus. Master probably wants to use the Scorpion Demon to end his own life and get rid of the demonic fetus!"
Upon hearing this, both Pigsy and Sandy's expressions changed.
Although they were sometimes confused, they knew how powerful the demonic fetus was.
If the master truly intends to die, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Then... what should we do now?"
"Sha Wujing asked anxiously."
What else can we do?
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, "Go to the Pipa Cave in Xiniu Hezhou immediately, and rescue Master no matter what!"
As he spoke, he took the lead and flew towards Xiniu Hezhou.
Pigsy and Sandy dared not delay and quickly followed behind. The three figures soon disappeared into the horizon.
The setting sun, like blood, spilled across the Gobi Desert on the western edge of the Kingdom of Women. The pebbles were scorching hot, and wisps of heat rose up, distorting the distant horizon.
Sun Wukong hovered in mid-air on his somersault cloud, his golden cudgel resting on his shoulder. His fiery eyes swept across the rolling sand dunes below, and his brows furrowed into a knot.
Just now, in the inn, he turned around to go to the kitchen to get some water, and when he turned back, Tang Sanzang was nowhere to be seen. Bajie and Sha Wujing searched the entire city but couldn't find a trace of him. Only a very faint demonic aura remained in the corner of the wall in the backyard of the inn, as faint as smoke blown away by the wind.
"It must be that demon's doing!"
Sun Wukong spat, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden cudgel transformed into a beam of golden light.
He closed his eyes, activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth to their fullest extent, and the air around him surged suddenly, clearly imprinting the mountains, rivers, plants, birds, beasts, insects, and fish within a thousand miles into his mind.
A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the northwest direction, where a valley a thousand miles away was filled with a thick, dark, and swirling demonic aura that darkened half the sky. He could also faintly hear the laughter of women, mixed with a strange sweetness.
"Such a strong demonic aura!"
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and he transformed into an inconspicuous yellowish-brown bee. With a flap of his wings, he flew towards the place where the demonic aura was spreading.
The wind swept past my ears, carrying the dry scent unique to the Gobi Desert. The sand dunes below rushed past, and occasionally a few sand scorpions could be seen scurrying across and disappearing into the crevices of the rocks.
The closer one gets to the valley, the stronger the demonic aura becomes, carrying a faint, sweet, and fishy smell, like honey mixed with poison, which makes one's heart tremble slightly.
The entrance to the valley was hidden behind a dense thicket of thorns, the thorns of which gleamed with a ghostly blue light, clearly coated with deadly poison.
The bee, being small in size, easily squeezed in, passing through layers of thorns, until the view suddenly opened up before it.
In the center of the valley sat a cave, with the words "Pipa Cave" carved above its entrance.
The three large characters, written in delicate handwriting, carried a touch of eerie allure. On both sides of the cave entrance, emerald green vines twined, with bright red flowers blooming on the vines, the edges of the petals tinged with black, exuding a sweet and sinister aura.
The cave was brightly lit, with soft brocade carpets everywhere. Exquisite vases were placed in the corners, filled with unknown exotic flowers and herbs that emitted a rich fragrance that mingled with the demonic aura outside, creating a peculiar atmosphere.
Sun Wukong, transformed into a bee, landed on a crossbeam, concealed his presence, and quietly observed the situation inside the cave.
Several maids dressed in pink gauze dresses were sitting around a table, holding teacups and talking softly, their voices gentle yet carrying a hint of secret excitement.
"Sister, you must say, the monk that the cave master kidnapped this time is quite a character. He is so handsome, yet so stubborn. It's been quite a while now, and he still refuses to submit to the cave master."
A young maid with her hair in two buns said, her eyes full of curiosity.
Another older maid took a sip of tea and smiled, "That's right, that monk called himself Tang Sanzang and said he was going to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures. He's really tough."
Strangely enough, the day after the cave master abducted him, he said he was pregnant, but he didn't show the same panicked state as Zhu Wuneng had initially. On the contrary... he seemed unable to muster any backbone, remaining silent and withdrawn all day, even eating less.
"Pregnant?"
The maidservant's eyes widened. "But he's a monk, how could he be pregnant? And the cave master has been sending people everywhere these past few days to find abortifacients, saying he wants to help him abort the fetus. What's going on?"
"Who knows?"
The older maid sighed, "Don't you know the cave master's methods? Perhaps he used some kind of sorcery."
But Tang Sanzang is really strange. When Zhu Wuneng was pregnant, he cried and wailed, wishing he could abort the child immediately, but he... sigh, the other day when I went to deliver tea, I saw him sitting by the window with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul. He didn't even notice me coming in.
The cave master said he lost his erectile function after becoming pregnant, but to me, he seemed to have something on his mind.
Sun Wukong heard it clearly from the beam, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Tang Sanzang is pregnant? And he was kidnapped here by the Scorpion Demon? Bajie got pregnant after drinking the water of the Mother-Child River in the Women's Kingdom, and he was in such a sorry state, so why is his master in this state? Moreover, the Scorpion Demon wants to find him an abortion potion, what's going on here?
He suppressed his doubts, flapped his wings, and quietly flew towards the depths of the cave.
After passing through several corridors, we arrived at an elegant private room. The door was ajar, and a soft sigh could be heard from inside.
Sun Wukong gently pushed open a crack, flew in, and landed on the bed curtain hook beside the bed.
Tang Sanzang was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in a plain monk's robe, which was covered with dust and looked somewhat disheveled.
His face was pale, his once gentle eyes were now dull and lifeless, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and he had become much thinner, exuding an aura of utter exhaustion.
Sun Wukong carefully examined him and was shocked to find that the Buddhist aura around him had almost completely disappeared, and the golden light that used to surround him was gone, leaving only a faint trace of life, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.
"Master!"
Sun Wukong quickly revealed himself, his golden cudgel in hand. He cautiously scanned his surroundings, and seeing nothing amiss, he strode up to Tang Sanzang. "Master, what are you doing here? What did that demon do to you? What is your cultivation level...?"
Tang Sanzang raised his head and saw Sun Wukong. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including surprise, relief, and a hint of indescribable bitterness.
He shook his head, his voice hoarse: "Wukong, you've come."
"Master, come with me, Old Sun!" (End of Chapter)