"Although he isn't particularly good-looking, his strength is indeed quite formidable."
Xue'er could not help sighing.
When Zhu Bajie first heard the first sentence, he was somewhat displeased.
But when he heard Xue'er say that his strength was formidable, he became immensely smug inside.
"Xue'er, did you see that? This is what I'm capable of."
"One day, I'll also reach the Quasi-Saint level of cultivation."
Zhu Bajie had already begun bragging about himself.
He had never worked hard at cultivation. He always seemed rather casual, and whenever anything happened, he needed Wu Feng and Sun Wukong's help.
That was almost always the case.
Therefore, it was actually very difficult for him to reach the Quasi-Saint level of cultivation.
Unless Zhu Bajie could obtain a large amount of resources to absorb.
Only then would he have even the slightest chance of reaching the Quasi-Saint level of cultivation.
But the possibility of that happening was ultimately far too low.
"Xue'er, did you see that? This is my strength."
"Don't be afraid either. In the future, when we travel far and wide, I'll protect you whenever we encounter danger."
Zhu Bajie patted his chest, looking as smug as could be.
However, faced with such powerful strength, Xue'er nodded heavily.
But at this moment, she slowly turned her head and looked toward Sun Wukong, who had just walked out beside them.
"I heard that he is the Eldest Martial Brother, so his strength should be the greatest."
For a moment, Xue'er became immensely expectant. Her eyes remained fixed on Sun Wukong.
When Zhu Bajie saw this, he let out a cold snort.
"What's so impressive about you, you damn monkey? One day, I'll surpass you."
At that moment, Zhu Bajie muttered under his breath.
But just after he finished speaking, Sun Wukong suddenly leaped