(Inhaling a bellyful of Chaos Qi, he choked and coughed nonstop.)
A look of tragic resignation once again appeared on his face, like a laid-back Buddhist salted fish being tossed into a frying pan.
"Forget it! Forget it!"
Xuanzang took a deep breath—this time, having learned his lesson, he inhaled only a little.
He tightened his hold on the heavy, glittering Merit Keyboard in his arms.
As though he were clutching his last lifeline.
"A keyboard is a keyboard!"
"It's still better than going empty-handed!"
"Disciples!"
He spun around sharply!
He looked at his four Scripture-Questing F4 disciples, whose expressions were just as complicated as his own!
"Follow your master..."
Xuanzang's voice suddenly rose!
It carried the impassioned fervor of someone smashing the pot because it was already broken...?
"Follow your master!!"
"To the 'Source Core Pure Land'!!"
"To spread the Buddhist Dharma!!"
(Muttering softly: And maybe see if we can mooch some internet...)
"To accumulate merit!!"
(Inside: I just hope this time the Key Performance Indicator isn't too insane...)
"With the keyboard in hand!!"
Xuanzang raised the gleaming golden keyboard high!
"The world... uh, the heavens are mine!!"
"Let's go—!!!"
Sun Wukong scratched his head. "Master... why does that slogan sound a little weak?"
Zhu Bajie sighed. "Master, no matter how loud the slogan is, feeding us is what really matters..."
Sha Wujing silently nodded. "Master... take care..."
Little White Dragon, Ao Lie, said, "Master... your cassock has keyboard marks pressed into it..."
Dao Xuan looked at this "high-spirited" (?) group of five master and disciples.
He nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good!"
"Full of spirit!"
"Destination: Source Core Pure Land!"
"Off we go!"
The Eighteen-Petal Chaos Purple Lotus beneath his feet flared brilliantly!
In an instant, it enveloped Xuanzang and his four disciples!
It transformed into a thick streak