Subduing Sha Seng

Sha Seng stood atop the waves, precious staff in hand, and looked at the dark, surging mass of several hundred thousand people on the bank. He froze for a moment too.

What kind of formation was this?

He did know about the pilgrim; Buddha and the Jade Emperor had both given him notice.

But why had this pilgrim brought so many bizarre-looking fellows with him?

"Are we in the presence of General Curtain-Rolling?"

Tang Sanzang stepped forward and pressed his palms together.

"This humble monk is Tang Sanzang. I have come from the Great Tang of the Eastern Lands and am headed to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek the scriptures. Passing through your precious land, I ask that you grant us a convenience and lend us a road."

Sha Seng looked at Tang Sanzang, then at Sun Wukong and Ye Feng behind him. A flicker of understanding passed through his eyes, but the fierce look on his face did not lessen.

"So it's the scripture-seeking monk. If you want to cross the river, that isn't hard."

He brought the Demon-Subduing Staff in his hand down with a thud, and the river surface churned again.

"But my Flowing Sand River has a rule: every day, I must eat nine people. Since you would pass through here, you must leave nine behind for me to enjoy!"

The moment those words came out, the several hundred thousand transmigrators on the bank instantly burst into an uproar.

"Holy shit! This monster wants to eat people!"

"Nine people? There are hundreds of thousands of us here. One mouthful of spit from each of us could drown him!"

"Don't be reckless. This guy doesn't look easy to mess with. He seems to be a Primordial Unity..."

"So what if he's Primordial Unity? It's