190: Chapter 172: Baize Sends a Message_5 190: Chapter 172: Baize Sends a Message_5 It was already too late to summon Li Wan back.

Li Wan, with a thousand taels of silver, left the city and embarked on a new life.

As for this place, she would probably never return.

For Sun Wukong and his companion, the events here were merely a small interlude.

But Sun Wukong had seen through the Great Emperor Ziwei even more clearly, and his determination to support Ziwei’s ascent to power had only grown stronger.

Of course, it wasn’t for the sake of the common people, it was simply because he found the Jade Emperor displeasing.

Sun Wukong needed to rush back to Huaguo Mountain when a person blocked his way.

Sun Wukong’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the other party and said coldly, “Step aside.”

It was a Heavenly General from Lady Houtu’s ranks.

The Heavenly General saluted Sun Wukong and said, “Great Saint, my mistress invites you.”

“Not going.”

Sun Wukong refused outright, without a hint of hesitation.

The Heavenly General was stunned; Sun Wukong’s actions left him somewhat at a loss for words, choking on his response.

Seeing Sun Wukong’s intention to leave, the Heavenly General hurriedly said, “Great Saint, it’s best you come with me.

Please don’t make this difficult for me.

Lady Houtu’s orders were clear—if you don’t go, I might as well not return and just bury myself somewhere.”

The Heavenly General wore a pained expression, one of fear.

Sun Wukong said indifferently, “Baize, your acting is too poor, and Old Sun has Eyes of Golden Flame, able to discern your true form.

You can’t fool me.”

The Heavenly General turned out to be Baize in disguise.

After hearing Sun Wukong’s words, he smiled mildly and reverted to Baize’s human form.

Baize said loudly, “The Great Sage Equalling Heaven truly lives up to his name, worthy even of making the Ancient Heavenly Emperor fearful.

I didn’t expect you to see through my illusion with just a glance.”

“When it comes to the Art of Transformation, who can compare with Old Sun?”

Sun Wukong spoke matter-of-factly, not in the least bit boastful.

He was masterful in 72 Transformations, elevating the Art of Transformation to a divine level.

If there was anyone in the Three Realms whose Art of Transformation could match Sun Wukong’s, it would likely only be Immortal Master Erlang.

Even the Ox Demon King was slightly inferior, although he was also versed in the 72 Transformations—the difference lay in their spirituality.

“Baize, are you here to court death?

It’s just you here; do you really think you are my opponent?”

Sun Wukong said with a mocking smile, almost ready to pull out his Jingu Bang.

Baize shook his head, and with a confident smile, he said, “Great Saint should be able to see that I haven’t come to trouble you.

I am actually here to give you a warning.”

“Since when did you become so kind?”

Sun Wukong scoffed.

Someone who wanted him dead was now here to give him a warning—how could he possibly believe that?

Baize smiled faintly, very composed.

At that moment, Sun Wukong suddenly moved, grabbing Baize by the neck with one hand.

Baize’s body stiffened; he had not sensed any danger before Sun Wukong made his move.

By the time a hint of alarm went off in his mind, he was already captured in Sun Wukong’s grasp.

Baize remained calm, staring at Sun Wukong confidently, believing that Sun Wukong would not kill him.

Sun Wukong, seeing his confident demeanor, nearly twisted his neck on the spot.

He disliked the other party’s self-assurance.

Baize, sensing Sun Wukong’s killing intent, also secretly sweated.

This monkey was unpredictable and illogical; who knew when he might suddenly decide to finish him off in a fit of pique.

Ultimately, Sun Wukong released Baize’s neck,

He stared at Baize, a cold sneer on his face: “You were just betting, betting I wouldn’t kill you.

Do you realize how dangerous what you did was?”

Baize’s face still feigned calmness, and he laughed, “But I won the bet, didn’t I?”

Sun Wukong did not respond.

He spoke indifferently, “If you have something to say, say it quickly.”

“Lady Houtu is making preparations to hunt down the Great Saint.

Please be cautious,”

Baize said earnestly.

Lady Houtu wants to kill me?

On what grounds?

It wasn’t that Sun Wukong believed Lady Houtu had no motive to kill him; rather, he doubted she had the capability.

Sun Wukong stared at Baize and asked blandly, “How do you know this?

If Houtu intended to kill me, she would have arranged it secretly.

Don’t tell me you have a piece in place near Houtu?”

Baize did not answer Sun Wukong’s question, instead, he said, “I’ve communicated with the Heavenly Emperor.

He’s changed his mind, no longer wishing to oppose the Great Saint.

We share a common enemy, so we could be friends.”

“You want me to contend with the Jade Emperor, and in doing so, weaken the power of the living beings of the Three Realms, giving the ancient gods beyond the heavens a chance to return.”

Sun Wukong instantly understood Baize’s implication.

Baize revealed a smile, which was exactly what he meant.

Sun Wukong’s intelligence truly surprised him.

Baize just gave a hint and Sun Wukong was able to figure out the whole situation.

It was a pity, however, that such a person was not on their side.

“So, we hope the Great Saint won’t die.

We hope you can battle the Jade Emperor to the end, and defeating the Jade Emperor would be best,”

Baize spoke candidly.

Sun Wukong sneered, growing impatient as he said, “You can go now, or else Old Sun might not hold back from killing you with a single strike of the staff.”

Baize: “…”

This monkey was indeed capricious and unpredictable, flipping faces in an instant.

Baize left, but before he did, he still informed Sun Wukong that if there were any other developments, he would tell him, hoping that he would continue his struggle against Lady Houtu and the Jade Emperor.