Ao Run would naturally agree.
After all, even if Maitreya had said nothing, he knew perfectly well that the Journey to the West was part of the Heavenly Dao's inexorable tide. Even a Sage could not change it, let alone an insignificant figure like him.
So from the very beginning, Ao Run's real aim had simply been to stall for time and secure as many benefits for himself as possible.
Now Maitreya had already backed down and even offered him something in return.
Knowing when to quit while he was ahead would be better for everyone.
Since Maitreya had now backed down and even given him some benefits, Ao Run naturally could not keep pushing. He had to take on this Journey to the West assignment.
Whoosh!
Without the slightest hesitation, Ao Run transformed into a white dragon and roared as he hurtled toward Tang Sanzang nearby, moving at a blistering speed.
After this period of check-in cultivation, Ao Run had crossed the threshold into the Golden Immortal realm some time ago. Now, unleashing his full strength, he reached Tang Sanzang's side in an instant.
Roar!
That great roar instantly startled both Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang.
"How is this possible? Why is he so powerful?" Tang Sanzang could not help blurting out.
He was utterly stunned.
Knowing the plot by heart, Tang Sanzang could not understand it. A monster this powerful should not have appeared so early in the Journey to the West.
After all, he had already become a True Immortal. Anyone who could exert such overwhelming pressure on him had to be at least a Profound Immortal.
But how was that possible?
Especially with how imposing and formidable this Little White Dragon looked, even Tang Sanzang could not help wondering whether he really was the Third Prince