"The king of Daughter Kingdom was mortal. She may have vanished long ago, so I'm not surprised you never got to behold her beauty."
Meng Qi rode his horse and said wistfully, "But that Scorpion Spirit was beautiful. All she wanted was your primal yang. Why be so stingy? The Buddha once carved flesh from his own body to feed an eagle. Couldn't you, Sanzang, offer yours to feed a scorpion?"
"Well said." Su Lin lay on the Azure Bull's back, basking in the sun. He raised the trembling white scorpion in the glass bottle he held. "What are you afraid of? You didn't sting my finger. Why would this humble monk steep you in liquor?"
Su Lin casually tossed an orange to the young man ahead, then asked, "Speaking of which, Meng Qi, you seem a little upset?"
"Why would I be? But when are you giving Old Sun his bull back?" Meng Qi asked with a smile that never reached his eyes.
Ever since Meng Qi had lured the Azure Bull with Flat Horns out of Golden Rhinoceros Cave with an orange, he had naturally gained a mount.
The simple bull was powerful, carried several treasures, and was loyal to him. Meng Qi had even planned to take it along when the mission was over.
But the demonic monk ahead had stolen his mount, claiming Meng Qi had to stay true to his monkey persona.
"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao~~" Su Lin leisurely recited the Tao Te Ching, even conjuring an auspicious vision of purple qi arriving from the west.
You're stealing even my Daoist disguise?!
This monkey has had enough!
Shi Hao urged Meng Qi to lower the Golden Cudgel. "Eldest Senior Brother, that monk may not know the Tightening-Crown Spell,