Sun Wukong had once been, at the very least, the Stable Keeper, in charge of Heaven's celestial horses. Who would have thought that one day, he would be unable to subdue even a single horse?
Instead, he had suffered greatly beneath a horse's hooves. If word got out, even his title of Stable Keeper might not survive.
He would become the laughingstock of the Three Realms.
How laughable—wait, Stable Keeper? Why had he thought of that title?
It was merely the head of those who managed celestial horses.
Who was he? Who was Sun Wukong?
He was Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who had wrought Havoc in Heaven.
This so-called Stable Keeper had nothing to do with him.
Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, was an existence on equal footing with that old Jade Emperor.
Sun Wukong did not know why he had thought that way. Could it be that, deep down, he believed himself to be nothing more than a Stable Keeper? Not the so-called Great Sage Equal to Heaven at all?
He drove such thoughts from his mind.
Sun Wukong gave Little White Dragon a meaningful glance.
Although Little White Dragon had transformed into a horse, Sun Wukong knew that even as a horse, he was not someone Sun Wukong could bully.
He was still too inexperienced.
The next day.
Tang Xuanzang sat atop the White Dragon Horse. Looking at Sun Wukong ahead of him, he called out, "Wukong!"
Upon hearing Tang Xuanzang call for him, and out of consideration for the Golden Fillet Spell, Sun Wukong appeared before Tang Xuanzang with a flattering expression and respectfully said, "Master, what are your orders?"
Tang Xuanzang said, "Wukong, I don't know why, but riding this white horse today feels especially comfortable. It doesn't jolt