Possessing Merit

The great battle of yesteryear was vivid in my mind, as if it happened just yesterday.

The demon king stood proudly in the center of the battlefield, holding his iron staff. His eyes were blind, yet blood continuously flowed from them. His body was scorched black, and large portions of his bones were shattered, but he still stood defiantly.

Like a madman, he continuously swung the iron staff in his hands.

He danced wildly, fueled by madness.

"Tathagata, do you dare to fight me?"

The demon king roared with unwillingness, dancing his iron staff with desperation and fury.

Finally, he fell, like a battered reef battered by the waves.

Without the demon king, the myriad demons descended into chaos, slaughtered and massacred.

The Myriad Demon Kingdom lost its former glory and fell into complete decline.

Later, some said the demon king was beaten back to his original form, turned into a stone, and fell to the lower realm.

"Ah? Lord Demon King is dead," a little demon exclaimed in shock.

Cough, cough, the old demon coughed, and the little demon hurriedly patted his back.

"Dead? Perhaps," a trace of sadness flickered in the old demon's eyes.

Tang Yu had drunk a bit too much. By the time he sobered up, the donkey carrying him had already traveled a considerable distance.

Alcohol, truly, one shouldn't drink too much. It makes one feel awful.

He wondered if Yellow Wind King, his own sworn elder brother, had already set off.

He figured he must have departed peacefully.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for altering the course of the Journey to the West for Buddhism, plundering Destiny Points from Buddhism."

"Reward: Two hundred thousand Destiny Points!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for altering the course of the Journey to the West for Buddhism, plundering Destiny Points from Buddhism."

"Reward: Two hundred thousand Destiny Points!"

At this moment, the System's notification voice also chimed in.

Tang Yu smiled gleefully. As expected, having his good brother fight the Bodhisattva had earned him quite a bit.

Even though he used the Location Revealing Talisman, costing fifty thousand Destiny Points, wasn't this profit?

Hmm? Why is this forty thousand?

Tang Yu didn't know that, under Buddhism's arrangements, Sun Wukong's eyes were injured, leading him to Guanyin Bodhisattva for healing, and then Guanyin would guide him to Lingji Bodhisattva for the Wind-Calming Pearl.

It was a predicament, naturally leading to two notifications.

This meant he had received forty thousand Destiny Points.

If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it.

However, thinking of his good brother, Tang Yu felt a twinge of guilt for two seconds.

"Master, what exactly happened?"

Seeing Tang Yu wake up, Sun Wukong quickly asked.

He was a bit bewildered. Before he could even go to rescue him, Tang Yu swaggered out of the demon's cave. And judging by his demeanor, he had clearly been drinking.

Could it be that he got the demon drunk and took the opportunity to escape?

Tang Yu turned on the donkey, flipped himself over, and yawned, "I had a drink with that demon and we became sworn brothers."

His two disciples' eyes widened in disbelief.

This... this was also an option?

Drinking with a demon and becoming sworn brothers?

"Uh, Master, this old me is impressed by you."

Zhu Bajie's mouth twitched, suppressing a laugh.

He knew a thing or two about the Journey to the West.

The tribulations were also arranged by Buddhism.

However, he believed that those in Buddhism would never have imagined that his master would pull off such a dazzling, back-breaking move.

Nonsense.

I am your master. If you don't admire me, who will you admire?

Tang Yu lit a cigarette.

Sun Wukong didn't care about anything else and burst into laughter, "Master, this old me really wants to know what the expressions of those people in Buddhism must be like. They must be incredibly amusing."

This monkey, why does he dare to say anything?

If he hadn't used the Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation, they might have been overheard.

After drinking, his head still felt a little sore.

Tang Yu circulated his magic power within his body, and immediately felt his mind clear.

Riding the donkey, he idly asked, "Second Dumbass, is Chang'e beautiful?"

They all said Chang'e was the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, and Tang Yu couldn't help but become curious.

Hearing Tang Yu bring this up, a flicker of pain crossed Zhu Bajie's face, followed by a relieved smile. "I didn't see her. I, Old Pig, was drunk at the time, and then I was accused of harassing Chang'e and was directly cast down to the mortal realm."

In this Journey to the West Tribulation, both Buddhism and the Heavenly Court had prepared for a long time.

And this second dumbass was merely a pawn.

Tang Yu looked at him with sympathy. Drunk? That couldn't be right. He suspected this second dumbass had been drugged and then framed with a baseless charge.

"You were Marshal Tianpeng for so long, and you never saw Chang'e?" Tang Yu was a bit surprised.

"Although I, Old Pig, was Marshal Tianpeng, I led the Heavenly River Navy, so I spent most of my time in the Heavenly River. Chang'e stayed in the Moon Palace and never came out, so it was naturally difficult for me, Old Pig, to see her."

"Even if she danced, it was secretly for the Jade Emperor in a room, so others couldn't appreciate her."

From what Second Dumbass said, it was clear he was dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court.

It was understandable, really. He was, after all, Marshal Tianpeng, yet he had become this sorry state.

Who wouldn't feel unbalanced in their heart?

"Second Dumbass. Your master sympathizes with you." Tang Yu took out a cigarette and offered it to him. "But, I can't figure out why they would choose you?"

He pointed upwards.

Zhu Bajie hesitated. Tang Yu smiled mysteriously. "Just say what you need to say, no one can hear."

These words surprised both Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

For people like them, if the Buddha wanted to divine their fate, it would be as easy as turning his hand.

Yet, they had no idea where Tang Yu's confidence came from.

After a slight hesitation, Zhu Bajie slowly said, "Master, I, Old Pig, am also a person who carries merit."

This statement made Tang Yu pause, and then he understood.

Tang Sanzang was the reincarnation of Golden Cicada and inherently possessed great merit.

Sun Wukong was, moreover, a Five-Colored Stone left behind by Nuwa when she mended the heavens, and could be said to also possess great merit, the merit of mending the heavens.

And Zhu Bajie, as Marshal Tianpeng, also had quite a bit of merit.

Once this group completed the Journey to the West Tribulation and became Buddhas, their merit would naturally belong to Buddhism.

So that's how it was!

No wonder this group was so carefully selected!

"Ultimately, it's the arrangement from over there." Tang Yu pointed to the west.

"I, Old Pig, naturally know that, but I, Old Pig, never thought I would be abandoned by the Jade Emperor."

"Heh heh, that's very normal."

Tang Yu chuckled. In his opinion, the Heavenly Court and the Western Heaven had a cooperation.

The Journey to the West was a general trend, unchangeable. The Heavenly Court probably wanted to get a piece of the pie from it as well.

Therefore, sacrificing two people in exchange for the benefits of great merit was something the Jade Emperor would definitely not refuse.

Even if the Journey to the West wasn't completed, it wouldn't matter. If Buddhism declined, the Jade Emperor would probably be quite happy to see it.

And he had only sacrificed two unimportant people.

These brats, each one more cunning and calculating than the last.

Sun Wukong listened to their conversation, understanding only half of it, and looked bewildered.

Seeing his expression, Zhu Bajie sighed, "Monkey Brother, it's probably better to forget some things. At least there's no pain."