Soon, a little demon received the order and went to fetch the wine. In no time, the demon rushed over, carrying a huge jar of wine, and thudded it down beside the large iron pot, just about to break the mud seal.
Yinjiao, the Silver-Horned King, shouted, "Wait a moment, shouldn't you, big brother, handle this historic moment?"
Jinjiao, the Golden-Horned King, laughed and said, "That would be excellent! You and I, after eating Tang Sanzang's flesh, will henceforth be immortal, never again having to race against the fleeting mortal life in arduous cultivation."
Yinjiao, the Silver-Horned King, nodded repeatedly in agreement.
The Golden-Horned King walked over and, under the gaze of all the little demons, slapped the seal. As it burst open, a thick aroma of wine wafted out.
At that instant, Tang Sanzang, who appeared as if he were lazily snoozing just a moment before, suddenly opened his eyes wide and excitedly exclaimed, "Wine? Is there more wine?"
