Mr. Fang nodded and said, "I’ll go over first. I’ll leave the perimeter to you."
"Go on, leave the perimeter to me. I won’t let him in," said Iron Heavenly King.
Mr. Fang was delighted and bid farewell.
The place was packed with people, but there was still room to move.
However, the perimeter was completely secured by Iron Heavenly King’s men, blocking Wu Tian and others from entering.
"Feeling good, planning to deceive the masses? Ridiculous, truly ridiculous," thought Mr. Fang, elated,
as if he could already see the moment when everyone realized Wu Tian wasn’t coming to preach and saw through his character.
After a while, Mr. Fang reached the side of Martial Emperor Vajra, surrounded by skeptics of Wu Tian,
Mr. Fang boldly said, "Brother Vajra, the matter is resolved."
"Could there be unexpected issues?" Martial Emperor Vajra, having been a hypocrite for so many years, his beast soul was a fox,
had some study of deception techniques and worried that being too careless might lead to trouble.
"Well... I might as well go take another look," said Mr. Fang as he departed again, given his old acquaintance, a friend, with Martial Emperor Vajra.
Then he went back to Iron Heavenly King’s side, stood shoulder to shoulder, secretly watching Wu Tian and others unable to enter,
seeing them unable to proceed, making the two quite happy.
... Dao Feng and others felt frustrated as none of the people before them would give way. What should they do?
Fly over these people’s heads?
What would they think? Would they be angry?
The little creature in Qin Yuhan’s arms said, "If I were Dad, I’d choose to fight my way in, who cares about the consequences?"
The little monkey following along immediately cooperated, shouting, "I want this sky to no longer block my eyes, I want this ground to no longer bury my heart, I want all creatures to understand my intent, I want those countless Buddhas to vanish into smoke!"
"Yes, yes, well said, keep it up, cooperate with me in the future. I’ll give you three peaches when we return," the little creature praised the little monkey with a big thumbs up.
"Hee hee hee..."
The little monkey happily scratched its ears and cheeks, unaware that it was being trained.
The little creature thought that even if Sun Wukong regained his consciousness later, he would listen to him.
Wu Tian looked speechlessly at his daughter and the little monkey, Great Sage Equalling Heaven? Haha, encountering my daughter, he would have a hard time later.
Suddenly, a spark of inspiration crossed Wu Tian’s mind, and he smiled: "I’ve got it."
"Got it?" Dao Feng and others wondered, what did he get?
The little creature in Qin Yuhan’s arms cheered: "Dad, did you get it? Is it a little brother or a little sister?"
Wu Tian almost spat blood.
What kind of joke is this?
But this couldn’t be blamed on the little creature, for matters of men and women, no matter how smart a four-year-old is, they wouldn’t understand or know.
Wu Tian’s mouth curled into a smile, he had found a way through, and now he closed his eyes, letting his spiritual sense enter the Nine Dragon Ring and Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House.
Iron Heavenly King and Mr. Fang, who were secretly watching, frowned slightly at this sight.
Iron Heavenly King was puzzled and asked, "Mr. Fang, you’re a scholar, you’re a smart man, why did he close his eyes, what’s he doing?"
"This... I don’t know," Mr. Fang shook his head, ghost knows what Wu Tian is up to?
Maybe he’s got it figured out,
closed his eyes in annoyance perhaps.
The next moment, Wu Tian opened his eyes, flipped his palm, and a token appeared, the token glimmering in the sunlight, its material obvious to discerning eyes as extraordinary.
Iron Heavenly King, so named for his title, had exceptional knowledge of iron, yet when he saw the token suddenly appear in Wu Tian’s hand, he furrowed his brow.
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