Guanyin Offers a Hat, Only for Tang Sanzang to Spurn It

"D-Demon?"

The enlightened smile on Tang Sanzang's face instantly froze. A chill shot from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head! He suddenly recalled the horrific sight of his brothers being torn apart by demons, remembered how he had nearly fainted from fright, and remembered that he was now tender-skinned and soft-fleshed—and had just "killed" a few "bandits," with the blood still fresh...

Could it be... could it be another demon caught my scent and come for me?! Alarm bells blared in Tang Sanzang's mind. His face went pale, and the bold spirit brought on by his "advancement in Buddhist teachings" was instantly replaced by terror at the prospect of becoming someone's meal. He instinctively edged closer to Sun Wukong, and even the Pu Dao stained with "blood" in his hand began to tremble.

Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes suddenly shot out two dazzling beams of golden light, like a pair of searchlights piercing through the faint Demonic Energy and surging killing intent filling the forest ahead!

That aura was not particularly powerful, but it was exceedingly abrupt, carrying obvious malice and agitation. It stood entirely at odds with these mountains and wilds, which had yet to settle after the recent uproar over "cutting off the roots."

"Master!"

Sun Wukong spun around and addressed Tang Sanzang in a low voice. Tang Sanzang was still quietly pleased with his own "progress in Buddhist teachings."

"There's Demonic Energy ahead! Thick as can be, and killing intent too! Whoever it is means no good! Stay here and don't move. Wait calmly while Old Sun goes and comes right back! I'll definitely twist off that fool demon's head and bring it back for Master to drink with... uh, to serve as a reminder for Master!"

His words brimmed with killing intent, and