Chapter 421: Chapter 421

Hearing the words of Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie finally put his mind at ease. With this layer of security, Zhu Bajie suddenly felt confident and charged out with his Nine-toothed Rake in hand.

Zhu Bajie shouted loudly to the group of demons, "Bold evil spirits, who dares to challenge Grandpa Pig to battle?"

"Humph!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan couldn’t help but snort coldly, then said, "Which of my grandsons will teach this Zhu Bajie a lesson for me!"

The Six Lions clamored, "Grandson is willing to fight."

"Good!" Nine Spirits Holy Yuan nodded in satisfaction and then said, "Nao Lion’s grandson, you will be the one to fight. If there are too many of us, it will seem like we are bullying the few with our numbers, and even if we win, it won’t be glorious."

"Grandson obeys the command!" The Nao Lion bowed to take the order, then rushed out with his weapon in hand, shouting at Zhu Bajie, "Stupid pig, don’t be arrogant, watch how this king will deal with you."

"Pah! Shameless demon, come here and get your rake; your Grandpa Pig’s Nine-toothed Rake has long been starved for action!" Zhu Bajie was fearless and roared loudly, wielding his rake to meet the challenge.

The Nao Lion Spirit swung an Iron Tribulus with equal ferocity, and the two immediately engaged in combat. It turned out this demon did have some ability, clashing with Zhu Bajie for a dozen rounds without a clear winner.

Seeing that the demon wasn’t particularly skilled, Zhu Bajie was invigorated. His Nine-toothed Rake danced with a whooshing sound, rake after rake calling out non-stop upon the Nao Lion.

Zhu Bajie grew bolder with the fight, but the Nao Lion Spirit gradually ran out of steam. Under Zhu Bajie’s relentless assault, he began to falter.

Nine Spirits Holy Yuan observed the situation on the battlefield and couldn’t help furrowing his brow. Seeing the Nao Lion was no match for Zhu Bajie and fearing the Nao Lion might be killed by a rake strike, he quickly ordered, "Snow Lion’s grandson, go help Nao Lion’s grandson. Take down that Zhu Bajie."

The Snow Lion Spirit promptly responded and rushed out with a Trident Dagger in hand, heading straight for Zhu Bajie.

Fearing Zhu Bajie might be in danger as another person joined the fray, Sand Monk hastily said, "Uncle Monk, Brother Monkey, the demons are fighting two against one; Second Senior Brother may be unable to withstand them. Let me go help Second Senior Brother!"

Sun Wukong grabbed Sand Monk and said with a smile, "Be at ease, don’t worry, Bajie hasn’t called for help yet! What’s there to be so anxious about?

"If Bajie can’t handle a couple of demons by himself, let alone fight one against two or even one against many, how are we supposed to fight this battle? We might as well admit defeat."

Sand Monk thought this made sense and said, "Then let’s have Second Senior Brother hold them off for a while!"

Unable to object further, Sand Monk could only wait patiently and continue to watch the battle.

At this point, Zhu Bajie, who was originally dealing with the Nao Lion Spirit alone and gaining the upper hand, was about to achieve victory when unexpectedly, a Snow Lion appeared mid-battle.

This Snow Lion was also quite capable, matching the Nao Lion in strength. Either one would be no match for Zhu Bajie one-on-one; however, it was now two against one, and their well-coordinated efforts quickly reversed the tide, pressuring Zhu Bajie relentlessly until he was left with only defensive moves and no chance to counterattack.

Zhu Bajie could handle a winning fight but became faint-hearted when facing adversity.

Initially thinking that either Sun Wukong or Sand Monk might come to his aid, but after a while, seeing no one coming to help, the fool immediately fell into disarray.

Seeing Zhu Bajie’s position crumbling, both the Nao Lion Spirit and the Snow Lion Spirit were bolstered in morale and attacked Zhu Bajie even more fiercely.

Unable to defend himself and losing his technique, Zhu Bajie was about to retreat when he realized the danger. He turned and began to flee, shouting loudly, "Brother Monkey, pull the rope, save Old Pig!"

"Stupid pig, don’t run! You won’t leave this place alive today!" The Nao Lion Spirit and the Snow Lion Spirit both shouted as they chased after him.

"Haha! You two grandsons are doing well, seize that Zhu Bajie. He’ll be perfect for exchanging with my Grandson of the Yellow Lion," said Nine Spirits Holy Yuan, overjoyed with the victory of his two grandsons and couldn’t help bursting into loud laughter.

"Stupid pig! Where do you think you’re going!" The Snow Lion and the Nao Lion Spirits both roared as they swiftly followed in pursuit.

Seeing Zhu Bajie in jeopardy, Sand Monk quickly turned to Sun Wukong and said, "Brother Monkey, Second Senior Brother is defeated, quickly pull him back! Otherwise, it will be too late."

"Junior Brother Sand, don’t panic!" Sun Wukong gave a sly chuckle, saying nonchalantly, "Watch me!"

Then he simply threw away the rope in his hand.

"Brother Monkey, why didn’t you save Second Senior Brother and instead threw the rope away!"

Seeing this, Sand Monk was completely baffled.

He never expected Sun Wukong to act in such a manner.

Sun Wukong said with a smile, "If it were a battle, a defeat in the first encounter would mean losing spirit, and the defeated general would be beheaded."

"This idiot Bajie has dented our morale; he deserves to die. Without a tough lesson, he’ll never learn his lesson."

Zhu Bajie, who was in the midst of fleeing for his life and was counting on Sun Wukong to pull him back with the rope, saw Sun Wukong simply toss the rope away.

He stood there, stunned momentarily, but Zhu Bajie quickly realized what was happening and began to curse furiously, "You plague-ridden macaque, damn Pilgrim, you’re trying to get your Grandpa Pig killed!"

As Zhu Bajie was cursing heartily, the Snow Lion had already caught up from behind and struck Zhu Bajie’s back with a dagger.

Zhu Bajie, unable to dodge in time, cried out as he fell from the sky.