"You said you wanted to join the journey to the West as well?"
Tang Sanzang looked at Wu Feng with his clear black-and-white eyes and spoke calmly.
Wu Feng nodded. "That's right. In my view, the journey to the West will certainly be fraught with difficulties. I have some strength, so I should be able to protect you, Master, to some extent."
"There's no need to say all that. It's meaningless."
Tang Sanzang climbed down from the black lotus throne and walked up to Wu Feng. Looking at him, he said, "So, you want to take me as your master?"
Wu Feng was slightly surprised. He knew that if he wanted to join the journey to the West and obtain its opportunities, he really did need to take Tang Sanzang as his master.
However, if he became Tang Sanzang's disciple, that would mean Wu Feng had joined the Buddhist sect. That made him somewhat wary.
One had to know that during the Investiture of the Gods, the Buddhist sect's enigmatic methods had been extremely formidable. In the end, they had even tricked the Three Teachings.
Wu Feng guessed that because the great calamity of heaven and earth could not be overcome easily, and because the remaining two teachings were dissatisfied, the second Investiture of the Gods had come about.
As the core of the second Investiture of the Gods, the journey to the West was impossible to fathom.
"What are you thinking about? You don't want to take me as your master?"
Tang Sanzang looked at Wu Feng and spoke in the same calm, unruffled manner.
Wu Feng could sense that at that moment, Tang Sanzang's aura toward him was continuously rising.
"Fine. I'll take you as my master. Then which disciple am I?"
Wu Feng asked tentatively.
Tang Sanzang