I Am Your Father

He said it was possible, which clearly meant he would only know everything he wanted to know after Tang Yu jumped out of the game.

"Thank you, Sage," Tang Sanzang said, putting away the Five-Colored Stone.

Taishang Laojun looked deeply at Tang Yu, then let out a long laugh. "Haha, interesting, very interesting. A fixed point becoming a variable." With that, he vanished.

Just then, Sun Wukong returned with game.

Sun Wukong was a bit confused. As far as he was concerned, that bald monk was right here, but now he couldn't find him and couldn't sense his aura.

Little did he know, Taishang Laojun had sealed off this area when he arrived.

Now that Taishang Laojun had left, there was no need to conceal the Heavenly Secrets anymore.

He naturally noticed Tang Yu at a glance.

However, Tang Yu became deeply worried.

The reason he dared to reveal his identity directly to Taishang Laojun was because he knew that the Daoist Sect would never want to see the Buddhist Sect flourish.

Telling him this, that he was a variable.

Setting aside other matters, they would surely offer some help in secret.

And in the subsequent conversation, although it wasn't explicitly stated, Taishang Laojun's intentions were very clear.

He was also plotting behind the scenes, targeting the Journey to the West Tribulation.

It was too difficult.

But fortunately, he had the identity of Tang Sanzang, which was like a death-exemption charm.

Tang Yu sighed. Forget it, thinking too much now is useless. I'll take it one step at a time.

Heavenly Court.

Guanyin Bodhisattva stated her purpose, and soon Zhang Guolao appeared, leading his donkey, which he handed over to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

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

The Jade Emperor smiled subtly as he watched her leave.

He knew very well that a variable had appeared. It seemed someone was targeting the Buddhist Sect from the shadows, but he wasn't sure if it was those few Sages behind it.

Leading the donkey, she quickly returned to Eagle Grief Stream.

However, upon seeing Tang Yu and Sun Wukong's actions, she almost tumbled head over heels from the clouds.

Tang Yu was holding a chicken, his mouth slick with oil, and was eating it with gusto.

"Tang Sanzang," Guanyin Bodhisattva called out in a low voice.

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

Guanyin Bodhisattva took a deep breath, quickly recited a couple of Buddhist phrases, and suppressed the urge to strike and kill Tang Yu.

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

Before Guanyin could speak, Tang Yu's face lit up with a smile. "Thank you, Bodhisattva. Dragon meat from the heavens, donkey meat from the earth – this humble monk has never tried it before. Amitabha. Wukong, set up a pot."

The black donkey shuddered. Seeing Tang Yu's expression, it was clear he intended to eat it.

It looked pitifully at Guanyin Bodhisattva, continuing to bray, its meaning obvious: Hurry and save me!

Hadn't Sun Wukong already conjured a knife?

He was going to slaughter it and eat its meat.

"Tang Sanzang."

No matter how good a monk's disposition, Guanyin Bodhisattva was trembling with anger at this moment.

She controlled her emotions and said, "This is Zhang Guolao's donkey. It's temporarily for you to use as a mount." With that, she waved her hand, scooped up the Little White Dragon, and left, not wanting to stay here for another moment.

Damn it, when did my state of mind become so poor?

Such a small thing can disturb my state of mind. This is not good.

If this happens a few more times and my state of mind cracks, it will be difficult to break through my cultivation realm in the future.

But this Tang Sanzang is too infuriating.

Tang Yu looked intently at the black donkey. So it wasn't for me to eat. I knew it.

When did the Buddhist Sect become so kind as to bring me a donkey to eat?

He patted the donkey's rear and mounted it, feeling a bit amused.

The Buddhist Sect actually brought me a donkey to ride. But this shows that in the hearts of the Buddhist Sect, the great undertaking of fetching the scriptures is the top priority right now.

"Wukong, let's be on our way," Tang Yu said, riding the donkey, preparing to continue their journey.

But this donkey was walking backward.

Hmm?

What's going on?

Zhang Guolao riding a donkey backward.

Oh, I see.

He originally thought Zhang Guolao riding a donkey backward was just a silly pose, but now he realized the donkey was actually walking backward.

So that's how it is.

He wondered if riding it backward while the donkey walked backward would get him back to Chang'an.

He twisted his body and rode it backward.

But how would this donkey see where it was going? With its rear end?

"Ding, congratulations to the host for changing the grand trend of Journey to the West, seizing Destiny Points from the Buddhist Sect."

"Reward: 100,000 Destiny Points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for changing the grand trend of Journey to the West, seizing Destiny Points from the Daoist Sect."

"Reward: 100,000 Destiny Points."

Why so much?

Tang Yu quickly understood. He had messed up Little White Dragon, which led him to ride Zhang Guolao's donkey.

He had gained Destiny Points from both the Buddhist and Daoist sects.

Looking at his Destiny Points, which had reached over 300,000, Tang Yu grinned happily.

"You damn System, get out here," Tang Yu said after thinking for a moment. "Do you have anything that can conceal Heavenly Secrets, something that can hide my cultivation from others?"

"Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation."

"Redeem: 50,000 Destiny Points (Take it or leave it.)"

This System has quite a temper, but Tang Yu still redeemed the Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation.

He knew he would be exposed eventually, but he wanted to hide it for as long as possible.

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

Guanyin Bodhisattva brought Little White Dragon back to the Western Heaven.

Seeing Little White Dragon's strange state, all the Buddhas were speechless.

Tathagata thought for a moment and instructed Guanyin to send Little White Dragon back to the West Sea first, to his father.

Let them figure out how to deal with it; it had nothing to do with him anymore.

Anyway, Tang Sanzang had already set off. Even though riding a donkey was undignified, as long as he completed the Journey to the West Tribulation, it wouldn't matter even if he rode a turtle to the Western Heaven.

The Dragon King of the West Sea couldn't help but feel distressed seeing his son in such a state.

He quickly found two female dragons, but at this moment, Little White Dragon was a white horse, unable to even revert to his true form.

Dragons and horses were not compatible, nor did they suit each other.

The Dragon King of the West Sea hastily sent people to the mortal world to find some mares.

Whinny, whinny.

There were Little White Dragon's cries and the mares' neighs.

"The mare died, get another one."

"No, this one died too."

"Keep looking."

"We're out."

"A hundred mares are gone?"

"Keep searching. Forget the mares, find some stallions too. Cows, donkeys, anything similar, just find them!"

Thus, within a radius of several hundred miles around the West Sea in the mortal world, there were no more horses, cows, or donkeys.

"Son, I'm your father," the Dragon King of the West Sea said mournfully.

But at this moment, Little White Dragon was high on the effects of the medicine and recognized no one.

He just kept crying whinny, whinny, the white horse roaring, its hooves kicking at the sky