I'm Your Dad

He had said it was possible. The meaning was obvious: only after Tang Yu broke free of this game would he learn everything he wanted to know.

"Thank you, Saint." Tang Sanzang put away the Five-Colored Stone.

Taishang Laojun gave Tang Yu a deep look, then burst into laughter. "Haha, interesting, interesting. Fate becomes an uncertainty." With that, he vanished.

Just then, Sun Wukong returned with some wild game.

Sun Wukong found it rather strange. In his eyes, that dead bald monk had clearly been here, yet he could not find him no matter what. He could no longer sense his aura.

How could he have known that after Taishang Laojun arrived, he had sealed off this patch of heaven and earth?

Now that Taishang Laojun had left, there was naturally no need to continue concealing the heavenly secrets.

Sun Wukong immediately spotted Tang Yu.

Yet Tang Yu began to worry.

The reason he had dared to reveal his identity directly to Taishang Laojun was because he knew the Daoist Sect could not possibly want to see the Buddhist Sect flourish.

By telling him that he was an uncertainty—

if nothing else, Taishang Laojun would surely lend him some secret assistance.

Though their later conversation had not made that point explicit, Taishang Laojun's intentions had already been abundantly clear.

He, too, had been plotting behind the scenes against the Journey to the West Tribulation.

This was too difficult.

Fortunately, he had the identity of Tang Sanzang. That counted as a talisman against death.

Tang Yu sighed. Forget it. There was no point thinking so much now. He would take things one step at a time.

Heavenly Court.

Guanyin Bodhisattva explained why she had come. Before long, Zhang Guolao came out, leading his donkey, and handed it over to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Having borrowed the donkey, Guanyin Bodhisattva quickly took her leave. Tang Sanzang was still waiting for her.

The Jade Emperor watched her departing figure and smiled to himself.

How could he not know that an uncertainty had appeared? It seemed someone was secretly targeting the Buddhist Sect. He simply did not know whether it was those Saints behind the scenes.

Leading the donkey, Guanyin Bodhisattva soon returned to Eagle Grief Stream.

But when she saw what Tang Yu and Sun Wukong were doing, she nearly tumbled headfirst from the clouds.

Tang Yu held a chicken in his hand, his mouth glistening with grease as he gnawed away with relish.

"Tang Sanzang!" Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted.

Tang Yu glanced up at her and waved. "Want some?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva took a deep breath, hurriedly recited a few Buddhist invocations, and suppressed the urge to strike Tang Yu dead.

With a wave of her hand, Zhang Guolao's donkey descended.

Before Guanyin Bodhisattva could speak, Tang Yu broke into a broad grin. "Thank you, Bodhisattva. Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground—I have never tried it before. Amitabha. Wukong, set up the pot."

The black donkey shuddered. Looking at Tang Yu, it was obvious that he intended to eat it.

It looked pitifully toward Guanyin Bodhisattva and kept braying, its meaning obvious: Hurry up and save me!

Had she not seen that Sun Wukong had already conjured a knife?

They were going to slaughter it and eat its meat!

"Tang Sanzang!"

No matter how composed a monk might be, Guanyin Bodhisattva was trembling with rage at that moment.

She reined in her emotions and said, "This is Zhang Guolao's donkey. It will serve as your mount for now." With that, she swept up Little White Dragon and left. She did not want to remain there for even another moment.

Damn it. When had her temperament become so poor?

Even such a trivial matter could disrupt her state of mind. That was not a good thing.

If this happened several more times and cracks appeared in her state of mind, it would be difficult for her cultivation to advance in the future.

Still, Tang Sanzang was simply too infuriating.

Tang Yu stared brightly at the black donkey. So it was not for him to eat. That was what he had thought.

Since when had the Buddhist Sect become so kindhearted that they would take the initiative to send him an entire donkey to eat?

He patted the donkey's rump and climbed onto its back, inwardly amused.

The Buddhist Sect had actually found him a donkey to ride. But this showed that, in the Buddhist Sect's eyes, the scripture pilgrimage was their top priority right now.

"Wukong, let's get moving." Tang Yu rode the donkey and prepared to continue on his journey.

Yet the donkey was walking backward.

Hm?

What was going on?

Zhang Guolao rode a donkey backward.

Oh, he understood now.

He had originally thought Zhang Guolao rode backward because he had a screw loose, but now he realized this donkey itself walked backward.

So that was it.

If he rode it facing forward while the donkey walked backward, could it take him back to Chang'an?

He turned around and rode backward atop it.

But how did this donkey see the road? With its butt?

"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have changed the greater course of the Journey to the West and seized destiny from the Buddhist Sect."

"Reward: 100,000 Destiny Points."

"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have changed the greater course of the Journey to the West and seized destiny from the Daoist Sect."

"Reward: 100,000 Destiny Points."

Why was there so much?

Tang Yu quickly understood. He had rendered Little White Dragon useless and ended up riding Zhang Guolao's donkey instead.

He had seized some Destiny Points from both the Buddhist Sect and the Daoist Sect.

Seeing that his Destiny Points had risen to more than three hundred thousand, Tang Yu smiled in delight.

"Dogshit system, get out here." Tang Yu thought for a moment, then said, "Do you have something that can conceal heavenly secrets? Something that prevents others from seeing my cultivation?"

"Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation."

"Exchange: 50,000 Destiny Points. Take it or leave it."

This system sure had quite a temper, but Tang Yu still exchanged for the Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation.

He knew he would be exposed sooner or later, but he would hide it for as long as he could.

Most importantly, he wanted to break through to the Human Immortal realm.

Guanyin Bodhisattva took Little White Dragon back to Western Heaven.

When the Buddhas saw Little White Dragon's bizarre appearance, they were all rendered speechless.

After some thought, Tathagata had Guanyin Bodhisattva send Little White Dragon back to the West Sea and leave him with his father.

They could settle it however they wanted. It no longer had anything to do with him.

In any case, Tang Sanzang was already on the road. Riding a donkey was somewhat undignified, but as long as the Journey to the West Tribulation was completed, Tathagata would not care even if he rode a turtle to Western Heaven.

When the Dragon King of the West Sea saw that his son had become like this, of course he was heartbroken.

He hurriedly summoned two female dragons, but Little White Dragon was now a white horse. He could not even return to his true form.

Dragons and horses were neither compatible nor a proper match.

The Dragon King of the West Sea immediately sent people to the mortal world to bring back several mares.

Neigh! Neigh!

There were Little White Dragon's cries, as well as the mares' cries.

"The mare is dead. Replace her."

"No, this one died too."

"Keep replacing them."

"There are no more."

"All one hundred mares are gone?"

"Keep searching outside! Forget about mares—bring stallions too! Cows, donkeys, anything remotely suitable, bring them all here!"

Thus, throughout the mortal lands within several hundred li of the West Sea, there were no horses, cows, or donkeys left.

"Son, I'm your dad!" the Dragon King of the West Sea said sorrowfully.

But Little White Dragon was overwhelmed by the effects of the medicine and recognized no one.

He only kept crying, "Neigh! Neigh!" The white horse screamed, its hooves kicking toward the sky...