Great Demon Sun Wukong

Chang'e, while engaged in fierce combat with Sun Wukong, always kept the Six-Eared Macaque and the others in her peripheral vision. It was then that she saw the Six-Eared Macaque finally make a move, unleashing two formidable True Dragons as his initial attack.

With a cold snort, Chang'e slowly raised her left hand. In fact, what angered Wukong the most was Chang'e's contempt and disdain for him. Ever since Chang'e started fighting, she had always used only one hand! Whether attacking or defending, she manipulated the White Silk Ribbon entirely with her right hand, her left hand always concealed within her sleeve.

When the Six-Eared Macaque also sprung into action, Chang'e didn't take things lightly anymore and lifted her left hand, instantly sending forth countless crescent-shaped beams of light. The two Divine Dragons summoned by the Six-Eared Macaque had barely made it halfway before they were bombarded with Chang'e's relentless crescent strikes.

Seeing the two Divine Dragons suppressed by Chang'e before they could even show their might, the Six-Eared Macaque was instantly enraged. Clutching the Crimson Blood Roaming Dragon Staff, he prepared to engage in close combat.

At that moment, a hearty laugh suddenly echoed in everyone's ears, "Oh dear, to think you would bully a child here? Come, come, come, how about trying to bully this old man instead?"

Before the sound of his voice faded, a man dressed in a white robe and holding a feather fan, looking like a middle-aged scholar, instantly appeared between the Six-Eared Macaque and Chang'e. Whether it was Sun Wukong, who was in the midst of attacking, or Chang'e, who was just about to retaliate, both stopped their movements and warily regarded this middle-aged scholar.

"Hehe, could it be that I am so ugly that everyone shows a guarded expression?" After landing, the middle-aged scholar did not say much; he simply waved his feather fan lightly, his face all smiles.

"Who are you? Could you be this woman's accomplice?" It was the Six-Eared Macaque who asked the question on everyone's mind. After all, the sudden appearance of an ally or foe with impressive strength at such a critical juncture was not something anyone could ignore.

"Hehe, little monkey, you don't recognize me? You deserve to be punished, indeed. Ah, have I really been in seclusion for too long?" After saying this, the middle-aged scholar, seemingly intending to attack the Six-Eared Macaque, pointed towards him thrice with his feather fan's handle in the void.

The Six-Eared Macaque quickly called back the two Divine Dragons for protection, but as soon as the middle-aged scholar finished his gestures, the Six-Eared Macaque stood there, stunned and bewildered.

Observing the Six-Eared Macaque's strange expression, Wukong couldn't help but shout furiously, "Who on earth are you? What have you done to Six-Eared? To strike so sneakily, don't you know…" Before Wukong could finish, the Six-Eared Macaque swiftly covered Wukong's mouth, whispering something into his ear. The more Wukong heard, the more astonished he looked, until he too appeared dumbfounded.

Observing the actions of the middle-aged scholar, Chang'e, from behind, also realized this person was not a friend. However, Chang'e did not act rashly. She could easily strike at Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque without any hesitation because she could see through their levels of cultivation at a glance.

The reason she didn't kill Sun Wukong outright before was just to gauge the depth of his abilities. Indeed, in all their exchanges thus far, Chang'e had only used a third of her strength.

But concerning this middle-aged scholar, Chang'e couldn't see through his cultivation at all. An enemy whose depth you can't fathom is the most terrifying.

"My lady, there's no need to be hasty, there are others who have not yet arrived," interjected the middle-aged scholar amidst Chang'e's contemplations, uttering a seemingly nonsensical remark. Others not arrived yet? Could it be that this middle-aged scholar had reinforcements?

If that were the case, then she must make her move now; otherwise, it would be troublesome if the reinforcements indeed showed up. After all, Chang'e also had her concerns. Although she could wield power beyond this world for certain special reasons, if it wasn't absolutely necessary, Chang'e preferred not to use it.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque were conversing in low voices. At last, as if having confirmed something, they suddenly bowed to the middle-aged scholar in the void, saying, "We are profoundly grateful for your assistance, senior. Sun Wukong (the Demon Emperor) is endlessly thankful!"

And the middle-aged scholar actually accepted the bow, with no trace of discomfort in his expression, but rather a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "Good, hehe. With such talent in our Demon Clan, we're destined to flourish. It wasn't in vain that this old bag of bones traveled thousands of miles here."

Despite bearing the appearance of a middle-aged man, he referred to himself as an old bag of bones?

Hearing this, Chang'er was already very certain that this middle-aged Scholar thought she was Sun Wukong's assistant. Without any further hesitation, Chang'er suddenly made her move. She brought her hands together, then sliced down in front of her, and a curved crescent-shaped beam of light instantly shot out.

The Scholar didn't even turn his head, simply fanning behind him with the feather fan, and a green Wind Barrier appeared. The seemingly thin barrier completely blocked the crescent-shaped light's cleave. However, after blocking the strike, the Wind Barrier also vanished.

A probing exchange between the two revealed neither to have the upper hand.

Chang'er's expression turned stern, realizing that this man's strength must be similar to her own. With a trace of disbelief, Chang'er's hands suddenly started to move rapidly, and with every flick, a starlight shot out toward the middle-aged Scholar. In the span of a single breath, thousands upon thousands of starlights were launched at the Scholar.

This time, Chang'er wasn't just probing; she used the move "Starlight Shock." The middle-aged man took her seriously now, turned around, and fanned around his body with the feather fan, then a deep blue jet of water burst from the ground, enveloping him within.

Then, the myriad points of starlight all shot into the jet of water. However, they were deflected to the sides by the rapidly spinning stream. Every stray spark of starlight that hit the ground would create a pit as thick as an arm and bottomless, showing just how strong the penetrating power of the starlight was.

Another fruitless attack, and Chang'er was clearly thoroughly enraged. Just as she had started to form a Dharma Seal, preparing to unleash an even more powerful move, another burst of laughter came from the sky. However, this laughter was particularly rough and domineering. Then they saw a red beam of light rushing towards them from the horizon.

"Demon Master, I didn't expect you to beat me here. Your Mount Kunlun is not at all close to this place," the voice said, and as soon as it finished, a red giant holding two axes thunderously landed on the ground. As the giant touched down, the surrounding air suddenly fluctuated between hot and cold, quite strange.

"Heh, Zhu Jiuyin, eh? It's been tens of thousands of years since we last met, right?"

"Yeah, tsk tsk, it's no longer our time now." The giant then turned his gaze toward Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque. That look made Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque feel as if they had fallen into magma, followed immediately by the sensation of being in the coldest frost. Both couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.

"Who is the Child of Hope? Eh? This little monkey actually has a drop of my True Blood inside him, and it's refined so thoroughly? Hmm, there's not only my blood, but also that of the Jiao Dragon, Chi Dragon, and Ying Long?

Little monkey, you're really something." The giant had initially intended to see who the Demon Clan's Child of Hope was, but upon seeing the Six-Eared Macaque, he displayed a very strange expression.

"Ah, the Azure Dragon and the Yellow Dragon? Damn. Aren't you afraid of being entwined by draconic energy, boy? Six drops of Divine Dragon True Blood, and even from the Azure and Yellow Dragons, damn."

"Haha, I knew you'd be surprised. But just now, I've already dissolved the dragon's malice inside this little monkey. As long as he diligently cultivates, his future is boundless. You're the first person in many years to dare to merge with so much Dragon Blood."

The middle-aged Scholar couldn't help but sigh repeatedly. Hearing the two talk, the Six-Eared Macaque thought to itself, "Thanks to the elders for their enlightenment. This elder must be Zhu Long, Zhu Jiuyin, right? Please, elder, provide more guidance."

The few of them seemed to be getting along well, but Chang'er's face was already covered in frost.

(Today's the college entrance examination, good luck, brothers. It's not a big deal to score high; what matters is your effort.)