"So that was how it was..."
After Xuanzang finished listening, he gave a light nod, looking thoughtful.
Bull Devil King hurriedly said, "Master, Master, I've already been pinned down for nearly a thousand years. Over all these years, I've turned my past actions over and over, again and again, repeatedly thinking about them, repeatedly examining and reflecting on them. In the end, I finally discovered my mistakes and decided to abandon evil and return to the right path. Please, Master, give me a chance to mend my ways."
Looking at Bull Devil King, whose words were incomparably earnest, Xuanzang pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha Buddha. As the saying goes: to know one's fault and correct it is the greatest goodness. Since Benefactor Bull is willing to correct himself, that truly could not be better..."
Bull Devil King nodded hastily.
"But this mountain is both steep and tall," Xuanzang said, lifting his head with some difficulty. "This poor monk is a little... afraid of heights!"
Bull Devil King: "..."
At that moment, he really did feel like spewing fragrant language. True Martial, just what the hell kind of person did you find?
Afraid of heights?
Though this mountain really was quite tall.
Xuanzang pondered and said, "But for the sake of Benefactor Bull's cause of reform, this poor monk will risk it. Benefactor, I'm going."
As he spoke, he began to climb the mountain.
"This little monk..."
That actually left the despairing Bull Devil King somewhat surprised. No, he should be overjoyed.
Looking at that figure struggling up the mountain, he thought, Fine, I'll spare his life!
Wait, wasn't it this little monk's grandmaster, Tathagata, who had pinned him down here? What the hell was he getting touched about?
The grandmaster committed the sin, and the junior repaid it.