"This mountain harbors a skeleton, its origin unknown, nor why it resides here. Within a cave, it has absorbed the spiritual energy from Earth’s veins and the essence of sun, moon, and stars for countless eons." The scenery swiftly shifts as Tang Sanzang narrates, zooming into the mountainous image — first, a peak, then a cliff, and finally, vivid flora and trees. The screen abruptly transitions to a cave where there lies a golden bed, upon which a skeleton rests. Immense spiritual energy from the Earth’s veins congregates towards it, similarly attracting the essence of stars, the sun, and the moon, creating a halo around the skeleton. Bathed in the spiritual energy and celestial essence, the White Bone Skeleton appears jade-like, devoid of any ferocity, instead exuding an odd beauty. "One day, nurtured by Heaven and Earth, the White Bone Skeleton gained spiritual wisdom, awakening from its deep slumber." Following the scene, the White Bone Skeleton slowly sits up, creaking as it turns its head around, muttering to itself, "Millions of years of sleep, millions of years of cultivation, powerful forces dwell within me, and each inch of my bones contains rich nourishments, making me a living embodiment of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures." On the boat, Bai Jin’s lips slightly curl upward, finding Tang Sanzang truly talented; this advertisement was thick with intent, almost straightforwardly saying to come and buy it. "After coming to life, the skeleton did not protect the realm but wreaked havoc across the world, slaying Immortals and Gods, leaving a three-thousand-mile radius around White Tiger Mountain utterly desolate, countless Divine Beings dying by its hand. Subsequently, this poor monk, along with three disciples, arrived at White Tiger Mountain and, enraged upon witnessing the havoc caused by the White Bone Demon, immediately led the disciples into battle." In the scene, images of a massive battle surface, shouting and chaos abound, with sand and stones flying, the fighting so intense that it turned the sky and earth upside down, darkening the sun and moon. "After three days and nights of battle under this poor monk’s wise and valiant leadership, the White Bone Demon was finally captured, but my second disciple was also grievously injured in the hands of the demon." The scene changes to a creek, where the severely injured Zhu Bajie lay on the ground, seemingly lifeless. "This poor monk was helpless and heartbroken, yet had no regrets, for the sake of the common people I would make the same choice again, obligated by righteousness. My second disciple’s last wish was to taste meat once more; thus, breaking my precepts but unwilling to kill, I prepared a soup with bones, and unexpectedly, upon drinking it, my disciple was revived." In the scene, the dying Zhu Bajie sips the bone soup and immediately feels rejuvenated, standing up with the bowl and exclaiming in shock, "I’m actually alive!" The master and three disciples all enter the frame, lifting their soup bowls and exclaiming in unison, "Millennial bone soup, truly delicious, after drinking, no back pain, no leg pain, and even injuries are healed, you deserve to own this." The scene freezes there. Aboard the boat, Bai Jin laughs heartily, "Interesting, interesting, Tang Sanzang has even started selling bones. Xiao Jin, how are sales?" "Reporting to the master, half of the bones have already been sold." Bai Jin is somewhat surprised, "People are really buying the bones? Could someone actually be using it for soup?" "Reporting to the master, according to our backend data, the purchasers are mainly Alchemists and Artifact Refiners, so the likelihood of them making soup is negligible." "How much was it sold for?" "A total of three thousand Xuanhuang Coins." Bai Jin slightly nods, legs crossed, grinning, "Tang Sanzang truly is talented, much more interesting than Jin Chanzi." "Master~" A crisp cry suddenly sounds. Bai Jin rises from the boat, calling out, "I’m here!" Three fairies glide through the air, landing on the lake before the boat, creating ripples. They are Jingwei, Long Ji, and A Xiu, the three disciples. Long Ji excitedly calls out, "Master, my sister has returned." Bai Jin slightly stunned, asks, "Which sister of yours?" "My aunt’s daughter, Yang Chan! She has returned from Nuwa Palace." "My father, the Emperor, is holding a grand banquet to welcome Yang Chan, and he sent me to invite you, Master, to the Turquoise Pool for the feast." "Yang Chan~" Bai Jin rose into the air and smilingly said, "Let’s set off for the Turquoise Pool." Long Ji immediately clasped his fists, grinned and called out, "At your command~" The master and disciples laughed and joked their way towards the Turquoise Pool. At this moment, the Turquoise Pool was bustling with activity, filled with many Immortal Gods gathered, comparable to the Peach Banquet. There was a table placed at the entrance of the Turquoise Pool, with Gold Star Taibai sitting behind it, and two Divine Generals standing behind him. A group of Immortal Gods queued in front of the table, each holding the Three Realms Mall. Gold Star Taibai quickly scribbled his head down. The two Divine Generals behind him shouted in unison, "Thunder Department Deng Heavenly Lord presents a tribute of 30,000 Xuanhuang Coins." Deng Tianjun laughed heartily, clasped his fists and stepped out of the Turquoise Pool. "Master Quanshan presents a tribute of 30,000 Xuanhuang Coins." "Barefoot Immortal presents a tribute of 10,000 Merit Coins." "Sangmen Star presents a tribute of 50,000 Xuanhuang Coins." Inside the Turquoise Pool, the Seven Fairies and Yang Chan sat together, talking and laughing. The Seven Fairies talked to Yang Chan about amusing stories from the Three Realms, as well as the various characters and responsibilities of the divine beings in the Heavenly Court. Yang Chan occasionally glanced towards the entrance of the Turquoise Pool. The Purple-clothed Fairy asked with a smile, "Sister, what are you looking at?" Yang Chan hesitated, then said, "When in Nuwa Palace, I also heard of Uncle’s fame; Nuwa praised Uncle, saying Uncle is a rare Saint in the Primordial World. Qingluan, my sister, and Cai Feng, also said that Uncle is the strongest, imposing across the Primordial World." The Red-clothed Fairy also glanced outside the Turquoise Pool and giggled, "Do you feel receiving tributes outside seems somewhat frivolous?" Yang Chan hesitated, nodded gently and diplomatically said, "I just feel it slightly undermines His Majesty’s dignity." "We all actually feel the same way." All the Seven Fairies agreed with repeated nods, but nothing could be done! Father insisted on doing this. Yang Chan asked in confusion, "If we can see this, Uncle must be able to see it too, why does he want to do this?" The Seven Fairies looked at each other. The Purple-clothed Fairy whispered, "Now the one in charge of Heavenly Court is the Jade Emperor, Father’s incarnation. Hmm~ this incarnation is a bit poor." The Orange-clothed Fairy said, "It’s really because he spends too much." Yang Chan widened her eyes, unable to imagine how such a mighty Heavenly Emperor could be poor. The Yellow-clothed Fairy whispered, "Our Jade Emperor really spends too much." Yang Chan puzzledly said, "Isn’t it rumored in the Three Realms that the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, a natural and wise ruler with exceptional military genius, both lenient and strict, understanding of people, unyielding to slander, adaptable in warfare, clever and brave, accepting criticisms smoothly - they say Jade Emperor is a wise and mighty Divine Emperor Saint Monarch."