Master, I Might as Well Join the Xuanmen~

Within the Jade Flower Country's royal palace

Seeing Sun Wukong and the other two return, Tang Sanzang hurried over and asked:

"Wukong, how did it go?"

"Did you get all your weapons back?"

Tang Sanzang knew that the weapons in Sun Wukong and the others' hands were all rare treasures.

If they really couldn't get them back... at worst, he would go reason with the demons. He would simply refuse to leave!

If the Buddhist School refused to resolve the matter, he would refuse to continue the Journey to the West!

"Monk, what are you worried about?"

Sun Wukong drew out the Golden Cudgel and performed a set of staff techniques in front of Tang Sanzang.

Then the Golden Cudgel shrank to the size of an embroidery needle, and Sun Wukong stuffed it into his ear.

"What kind of person do you think I am? How could a few mere lions do anything to Old Sun?"

Who would have thought those lions also had some karmic connection with the Xuanmen? They had nearly caused a flood to wash away the Dragon King's temple.

"The three immortals have returned. You must be tired, surely? I have prepared another vegetarian feast. Please don't disdain it!"

After the master and disciples rested and repaired themselves, the four set off westward again at dawn the next day, accompanied by the morning light.

"Wukong, after being gone for more than ten years, my bearing remains unchanged. I still look just as I did back then!"

Tang Sanzang squatted beside a stream and gazed at his reflection in the water with a sigh. It had already been fourteen years since he left the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

He wondered how his companions at the temple were doing, how the emperor was doing, and how his daughter and