Old Turtle escorted Tang Sanzang and his disciples across the Tongtian River, thanking them profusely all the way.
Wang Yuan watched it all and could not help but laugh.
Old Turtle might be polite now, but once they returned from Spirit Mountain and forgot to ask about his lifespan, they would learn just how treacherous he was.
Wang Yuan still remembered how the Journey to the West Team had finally obtained the true scriptures from the Great Thunderclap Temple and were heading home across the Tongtian River when they encountered Old Turtle again. When Old Turtle discovered that they had forgotten to ask for him, he directly flipped them off his back.
As a result, all the scriptures they had painstakingly brought back from the Western Heavens were soaked. Even after drying them, the writing on those scriptures could no longer be seen.
Judging by Old Turtle's methods, he was hardly a good fellow.
Of course, Wang Yuan would not bring that matter up now.
At the very least, Old Turtle had not done anything bad yet. On the contrary, he had selflessly carried them across the Tongtian River.
After crossing the Tongtian River, Tang Sanzang and his group waved farewell to Old Turtle and continued west.
At that moment, three hundred li ahead of them stood a mountain called Golden Gourd Mountain.
On Golden Gourd Mountain was a cave called Golden Gourd Cave. Within it lived a demon king named the One-Horned Rhinoceros Great King, the most powerful demon king for hundreds of li around. His fame spread far and wide, and none dared defy him.
Yet at that moment, the renowned One-Horned Rhinoceros Great King was kneeling fearfully behind a Daoist, trembling all over.
"Master, Azure Bull was wrong. Azure Bull should not have descended to the mortal