"Hmph—With the Heavenly Emperor at its zenith, the Heavenly Court doesn’t dare to refuse me. Even if she were in the Heavenly Court, how could she refuse what I desire?" Gold Star Taibai was rendered speechless. The Emperor has gone mad; should I inform the Heavenly Emperor Hao Tian about this? Jiang Ziya sighed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Your Majesty is courageous and valiant, truly the greatest hero under heaven." The Jade Emperor smiled, nodded, and transmitted a message: "Taibai, there’s no need for any precious treasures. Just tell them I only need one Heavenly Eye of Good and Evil and a bottle of Destroying Heaven Pill. Speak some good words on my behalf, bring some gifts along, they should concede to this request in consideration of face." Gold Star Taibai’s expression stirred; if only these two items were needed, it might be worth attempting. He made a respectful bow and said solemnly: "I shall carry out the Dharma Decree." "You all may leave now! I still have some major affairs of the Three Realms to address." Gold Star Taibai and Jiang Ziya rose to their feet, bowed, and turned to leave. Within the garden, the Jade Emperor clapped his hands. A servant hurried in from outside and said respectfully: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty, may I know your command?" "Send in the third music troupe. I heard they have composed a new dance piece; play it for me to enjoy and relax to." The servant respectfully responded: "Yes!" and quickly went outside. The Jade Emperor sat upon a garden seat, humming a tune softly, his face showing a contented and very, very delighted expression. While Bai Jin was accompanying three Saints, losing at cards... The news of Jiang Ziya’s failed capture of Tang Sanzang had spread across the Three Realms. Tales and legends began to circulate, shaping Jiang Ziya into a terrorist of the Three Realms—a man with ideals (capture Tang Sanzang), ambition (achieve immortality), resolve (never break a word, never give up), and no hesitation to use unscrupulous means (running a dark inn), especially throughout the Western Continent—where almost every famous Immortal Gods and Demons had now heard of Jiang Ziya’s notorious reputation, unmatched for a time. At White Tiger Ridge in the Earth Immortal Realm, the steep precipices stood side by side, forming a cliff. The eerie sound of wind passing over the chasm wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves, and the abyss so deep that one could not see its bottom. Halfway up the mountain, there was a cave with three large characters inscribed above it: White Bone Cave. Inside the White Bone Cave, the path was paved with bones, with sharp skeletal remains jutting out in chaotic fashion. The inner part of the cave held a grand bone hall with skull chairs, rib screens, leg bone candles, and bone dust forming a river. Within the grand hall, Jiang Ziya sat on a skull-chair at the main position, while a young man dressed in a black robe and high hat, his face sullen, occupied the seat of honor. The White Bone Lady stood respectfully at the side. The young man spoke with an emotionless face: "Sect Leader Jiang, you wish to collaborate with me?" Jiang Ziya stroked his beard, nodding: "Exactly! I too want Tang Sanzang." "Ha ha~ I never expected the Sect Leader of the prestigious Kunlun Sect to seek collaboration with a demon like me." The young man’s smile abruptly vanished, as he coldly inquired: "But what if I refuse? You are now a failure, what makes you think you are worthy to collaborate with me?" Jiang Ziya snorted coldly, a glint in his eyes as he emanated the murderous intent of a high-ranking leader, transforming into the formidable Prime Minister Jiang, who commanded God Demon battles. The young man’s expression changed, looking at Jiang Ziya with uncertainty, as if he were staring at a Daluo Demon God—a presence that viewed all beings as ants, the entire world as a chessboard, and held disdain for everything. Jiang Ziya said calmly: "Black Sand Demon King of Black Stone Mountain in the Northern Continent, you are a young standout among the Demon Clan, 180 million years old, with the Golden Immortal Cultivation, and with a spell that turns soil into sand dominating the Northern Continent." The young man suddenly stood up, his Taiyi Golden Immortal prestige bursting forth, pressuring the White Bone Cave as demon clouds surged and bloodthirst spread within. Jiang Ziya was not shocked but delighted instead; truly a Great Demon with immense karma, slaying him would grant countless riches. Black Sand Demon King spoke in a dark tone: "How do you know of me?" "I naturally have my own channels, how else would I come to seek a collaboration with you?!" "Demon King Black Sand, I admit I underestimated you earlier. But do you think, just because you know a bit about me, I would agree to join forces with you?" "I still refuse now, Tang Sanzang is mine, and I will never share him with anyone else." "Ha ha~ Truly a country little monster from the Northern Continent, the ignorant know no fear. Do you think your Black Sand spell can compete with Sun Wukong?" Black Sand sneered and said, "What you understand is only the surface. The heritage of our Demon Clan from the ancient times, how could you possibly imagine its depth?" Jiang Ziya said calmly, "Nine Revolutions God Slaying Saber!" Black Sand’s eyes suddenly widened, and he said in shock, "How do you know? Everyone who has seen this saber technique of mine is dead." Jiang Ziya spoke earnestly, "I am an inheritor of the Saints Great Sect." Black Sand collapsed into his chair, filled with shock. He had always thought, so what about the Saints Great Sect? So what about the Heavenly Court and Buddhist Sect? The Black Sand Demon King had always believed that in the Primordial World, strength was supreme. How could a Saint Disciple of the same realm be anything special? He felt he was not inferior to anyone. Orıginal content can be found at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 But now, he was somewhat shaken. He had never met Jiang Ziya before coming to the Western Continent, but how did he know my name? And even see through my hidden trump cards? Could the inheritance of the Saints Great Sect truly be so terrifying?! Jiang Ziya said cheerfully, "Fellow Daoist, I can tell you directly that if you fight with Sun Wukong, you will surely be defeated." The eyes of the Black Sand Demon King flickered, and he asked, "Sect Leader Jiang, what can you do to help me?" "I can help you defeat Sun Wukong! And do you really think that obtaining Tang Sanzang, you could sacrifice him to the Saint? What the Saint wants is not Tang Sanzang but Jin Chanzi. Do you know the Divine Ability to revert to the original state?" The Black Sand Demon King immediately shook his head. What is reverting to the original state? He had no clue! "I, a humble Daoist, possess the Heavenly Gang Divine Ability to mediate creation. I can revert Tang Sanzang back to his original state and transform him into Jin Chanzi." The Black Sand Demon King pondered for a moment and said, "I want half of Jin Chanzi!" "I want the top half." "I certainly don’t want the bottom half." "Why not just split it vertically?" The eyes of the Black Sand Demon King brightened, and he laughed heartily, "Master Jiang speaks wisely. Then let’s follow Master Jiang’s idea and split it vertically." In his heart, he felt a surge of excitement. Jin Chanzi was about to fall into my hands. At this moment, a great many Demon Kings had gathered in the Western Continent, and among them, the Black Sand Demon King was not particularly noticeable nor powerful. It was only because this place was close to the Wuzhuang Temple that no Demon King dared to act rashly. The Black Sand Demon King, in order to obtain Tang Sanzang amidst fierce competition, risked his life. Wasn’t it just for the sake of immortality? Once successful, how could a mere Jiang Ziya be my opponent? Are there not many disciples of the Saints who have fallen? The Black Sand Demon King sat at the main seat, his eyes flickering uncertainly. Jiang Ziya said, "Demon King, what are you thinking about?" The Black Sand Demon King suddenly came back to his senses and laughed heartily, "I was thinking, why haven’t Tang Sanzang and the others arrived yet? White Bone Lady, go check how far Tang Sanzang is from here." White Bone Lady respectfully complied, "Yes!" Bending at the waist, she backed out and after leaving the hall, she transformed into a fleeting bone shadow and soared upwards. The Black Sand Demon King laughed heartily, "Bring someone here!" Two female demons walked in quickly from outside and respectfully knelt down, saying, "Great King!" "Go to the nearby town and bring back ten one-year-old infants. Prepare them with all kinds of cooking techniques to entertain Master Jiang." The two female demons respectfully complied, "Yes!" Jiang Ziya’s expression changed and he called out, "Hold on!" "What, Master Jiang is not satisfied? One-year-old infants, untouched by filth, are the most delicious."