"Can you bear the responsibility for his theft of heavenly secrets?"

"Pah! You haven't stolen enough!" Nezha cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yang Jian quickly covered his mouth: "Children say the truth, children say the truth."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about heavenly secrets. He killed my disciple, this matter..."

"In this world, everyone relies on their own abilities. If your apprentice is not skilled enough and gets ripped off, who can you blame?"

Whether by accident or not, Nezha broke free from Yang Jian's grasp: "Have some shame! Your disciples are all doomed! Since when does killing mortals count as achievements? Don't think we don't know what you've done. One minute you're creating a vengeful ghost to cause death, and the next you're sending your own disciples to undergo tribulation and exorcise demons. Have you no shame? If you're so capable, let's have a real fight! Come on! You... um, um!"

"Children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking," Yang Jian said with a smile.

Holy Mother Lingxi's face was grim. She glanced at Fang Zhiyi, knowing that it was unlikely she could kill him now. She simply raised her hand, and the large seal that had been pressing down on the heads of more than a dozen demon kings gradually flew up, shrinking back to its original size and returning to her hand.

"Since that's the case, I will spare him this time." With that, Holy Mother Lingxi turned around, and in the instant everyone relaxed, a beam of white light shot straight toward Fang Zhiyi. But just as it was about to pierce Fang Zhiyi, the whisk in the hand of Heavenly Venerable Lingde swung again, directly deflecting the white light.

"This old woman, she even launched a sneak attack? I can't stand for that!" Nezha was about to move when Yang Jian held him down again.

Sun Wukong twirled his golden cudgel in his hand and laughed, "If the Holy Mother is itching for a fight, how about I, Old Sun, come and ask her for guidance another day?"

"Immortal, this is truly going too far." Lingde Tianzun's expression remained calm, but his tone carried a faint hint of killing intent.

The Holy Mother of Lingxi glanced at the immortals, snorted coldly, and rode away on a cloud.

"You fucking..." Fang Zhiyi cursed.

Sun Wukong interrupted him: "You don't really think you can beat her, do you? You're lucky today that you can get this, Lingde Tianzun, to help you."

Fang Zhiyi turned to look at the ancestor mentioned by the black bear spirit, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"It's alright. After all, I've received offerings from people. If I don't do something, they'll criticize me." The patriarch glanced at Fang Zhiyi, then turned and disappeared. Fang Zhiyi looked around uncomfortably.

The master's disciples reminisced with the black bear spirit, who cried like a 300-pound child. His master gently stroked his head to comfort him.

Nezha reached into his robes and tossed something to Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi caught it; it was a mouse, clearly frightened and struggling.

"It's a bit late, I've been reduced to my original form, but thankfully, I'm still alive," Nezha said.

Fang Zhiyi looked at the mouse in her hand. It clearly didn't recognize her at all and just kept struggling.

He turned around and entrusted the mouse to Big Yellow, then slowly turned back and said, "You three, I'm afraid you didn't come here just to save me."

Yang Jian shook his head: "Don't look at me, I just came to watch the fun."

Nezha crossed his arms and said, "I only came because I was told there was a fight. Second brother, you lied to me again."

Fang Zhiyi looked at Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong looked back at him: "Have you finished your work?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded, then shook her head: "There's one more thing."

Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Is it that half-baked setup of the Red and White Evil Spirits?"

The Black Bear Spirit's master chimed in, "Great Sage, leave this matter to us."

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the Black Bear Spirit's several senior brothers turned and left.

Nezha muttered, "They're insane. To create a calamity, they schemed against the entire town. These red and white demons were prepared to block those wandering Taoist priests. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Second brother, why didn't you let me fight her just now?"