Feeling the tightening force of the white silk ribbon wrapping tighter around his neck, Sun Wukong felt his mind go blank. However, just as Sun Wukong closed his eyes, accepting his fate and waiting for death, he felt the white silk ribbon around his neck loosen unexpectedly.
The moment the white silk loosened, Sun Wukong couldn't help but cough violently.
Watching Sun Wukong bent over coughing, Chang'er suddenly giggled and said, "Sun Wukong, why bother? Since you're going to die anyway, that Heavenly Stele is of no use to you. I promise you, if you give me the Stele, I'll ensure your Monkey Tribe is worry-free for life. I'll give them a place rich in spiritual energy, where they can live peacefully and securely."
