In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Chapter 116 Want to Drink Meat Soup? Go to Hell

"The king asked me to patrol the mountain..."

"Listen up, all you brothers patrolling the mountain!"

"Be very careful of that Sun Wukong; he can appear and disappear like a fly..."

Upon hearing the little demon's words, Sun Wukong's lips twitched slightly.

He could not only transform into flies, but also ants with ease, and influenced by that little monk, he transformed into ants even more often.

Sun Wukong's eyes darted around, and an idea instantly came to him. He transformed into a little demon and walked up to the patrolling monster.

Sensing the little demon's questioning gaze, Sun Wukong angrily retorted, "What kind of look is that? Don't you even recognize your own kind?"

The little demon carefully examined the monster that looked exactly like itself and replied, "You do look somewhat familiar, but there is no one like you in my family."

After saying this, the little demon prepared to turn around and leave to continue patrolling the mountain.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong quickly followed and explained, "I am not from your family. I am responsible for tending the fire. We rarely see each other, so it's normal that you don't recognize me."

He thought he could easily get away with it, but the little demon was unusually vigilant.

"Don't try to fool me. We at Lion Camel Ridge have a clear division of labor and everyone has their own responsibilities. If you were the one who tends the fire, why would you be patrolling this mountain?"

Seeing that he was not easily fooled, Sun Wukong quickly changed his story, saying, "It's like this, the king saw that I was good at making fire, so he took me in to patrol the mountain."

The little demon wasn't so easily fooled. He calmly said, "The king was worried that we would get into chaos and have trouble calling names, so he gave each of us a small token. Do you have a token?"

Sun Wukong was secretly delighted, but said aloud, "Of course I have one, but mine is newly discovered, so I can't show it to you. You take out yours and let me take a look first."

Seeing that he still doubted her, the little demon snorted coldly and took out her token to show Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked closely and saw that the little demon was holding the Little Drill Wind Token. He immediately conjured up a General Drill Wind Token.

Sun Wukong said triumphantly, "The King saw that I was good at making fire, so he took me in as the chief driller and gave me this token, which is to let me manage you brothers."

The little demon looked at the small Drill Wind Token in his hand, then glanced at the General Drill Wind Token in Sun Wukong's hand, his expression one of shock.

Although Xiao Zuanfeng had some doubts, he thought that he could get closer to Zong Zuanfeng and maybe even gain some benefits, so he stopped asking questions.

Little Drill Wind approached Chief Drill Wind with a fawning expression, his tone exceptionally ingratiating: "Chief Drill Wind, come with me to the Southern Ridge. I'll have all the little demons below kowtow to you then!"

Sun Wukong, the Master of Drilling Wind, was secretly delighted, but on the surface, he nodded in agreement without showing any emotion: "Well, since you, Little Drilling Wind, sincerely invite me, then this Drilling Wind will go with you to take a look."

So the two of them embarked on their journey to the Nanling Mountains.

Along the way, Sun Wukong casually chatted with Little Drill Wind.

His questions seemed casual, but every word he uttered was actually full of hidden meaning, subtly guiding the conversation.

The foolish little wind sprite was completely unaware and answered every question Sun Wukong asked.

Thus, with Sun Wukong's intelligence and persuasion, it wasn't long before he successfully extracted important information from the little wind-drilling hole about the three demons' supernatural powers and magical treasures.

What shocked Sun Wukong even more was that the three demons were plotting to capture the little monk.

Little Drill continued his rambling: "The King said that Tang Sanzang is a good man who has cultivated for ten lifetimes. As long as you eat a piece of his flesh, you can live forever!"

At this point, Little Drill couldn't help but lick his lips, a greedy glint in his eyes. He then muttered, "I just wonder if, after we capture Tang Sanzang, the King will reward us little demons with a taste of his meat broth..."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's face instantly darkened.

He pulled out his golden cudgel and smashed it down on the unsuspecting Little Drill Wind with lightning speed.

The poor little drill didn't even have time to react before his brains were splattered by the incredibly powerful blow, turning him into a bloody, mangled mess on the spot.

Sun Wukong, holding his golden cudgel, said coldly, "Still want to drink this little monk's soup? Go drink it in hell!"

After saying that, he transformed into Little Drill Wind and headed towards Lion Camel Cave, where the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge were located.