Sun Wukong pointed at Chu Yang beside him and said, "I, Old Sun, have one more thing to say."
"This kid is I, Old Sun's brother. I want him to go on the pilgrimage too."
Guanyin was taken aback, her gaze falling on Chu Yang.
She had noticed this young man kneeling on the ground long ago, but she had not expected him to be friends with Sun Wukong.
"What is your name?" she asked.
Chu Yang answered respectfully, "This disciple is Chu Yang."
"What cultivation art do you practice?"
"This disciple practices the Taiyi Qi Cultivation Art, taught to me by an immortal."
Guanyin nodded and asked again, "Why do you wish to travel to Western Heaven to obtain the scriptures?"
Chu Yang considered for a moment before answering honestly, "This disciple wishes to broaden his horizons and gain knowledge. Western Heaven is a sacred Buddhist land filled with endless opportunities. This disciple has long yearned for it."
Guanyin fell silent for a moment, her gaze lingering on Chu Yang for a long while.
Though this young man's cultivation was not high, he possessed an unyielding yet humble bearing that she quite appreciated.
Moreover, the fact that he could become friends with Sun Wukong indicated that his character should be decent.
"It is not impossible for you to follow the pilgrimage party west," she said slowly. "It is only that..."
Sun Wukong grew anxious. "Only what? He's I, Old Sun's brother. Why can't he go?"
Guanyin smiled faintly. "This poor monk has not finished speaking."
She looked at Chu Yang and said, "What this poor monk means is that if you wish to accompany the pilgrimage party west, you must have a proper identity."
Chu Yang was startled. "A proper identity?"
Guanyin nodded. "Master Xuanzang is the scripture seeker,