The Bodhisattva was left speechless for a long while.
In the end, she forced out a single sentence:
"How can that be the same?!"
What they wanted was for Tang Sanzang to experience the hardships of the western journey and comprehend the preciousness of Buddhist teachings. The easier something was to obtain, the less it would be cherished. Otherwise, why had they arranged eighty-one trials for him?
Tang Sanzang's martial strength had now soared!
He could already exchange moves with Sha Wujing. If this continued, who knew what would happen?
After Tang Sanzang obtained the scriptures, he would not think that Buddhist teachings were difficult to seek. Instead, he would feel that only his own fists could carve out a world for him. Back when Tang Sanzang had still been Golden Cicada, he had clashed with Tathagata over doctrine. And now, they were directly leading him onto the Martial Dao?
Yet Sun Wukong looked utterly impervious to persuasion.
Knowing many of the inside details, the Bodhisattva could only let out a long sigh.
"Wukong, behave yourself!"
"Though the journey for scriptures is long, to people like us... this amount of time is but an instant. Honestly escort Sanzang to obtain the scriptures, then earn your rightful fruition. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"If you anger the Buddha Ancestor, he may directly suppress you!"
Sun Wukong gave a soft snort in his heart.
"Suppress me?"
"Using his Five Finger Mountain again?"
Sun Wukong naturally did not feel the slightest fear and sneered inwardly. Yet on the surface, he said with a cheerful smile:
"Rest assured, Bodhisattva. Rest assured..."
"Although Master has changed like this, it is truly a good thing. Doesn't it also benefit our scripture-seeking mission? Or is it that... the Bodhisattva does not want us to reach the Western Heaven