Ao Run caught sight of Bajie approaching out of the corner of his eye.
His hands never stopped moving. Soil and broken stones flew beneath his dragon claws as he raised his head and said to Bajie:
"Marshal, don't try to dissuade me. Go protect the holy monk."
"I have the body of a true dragon. Though my core essence has suffered some damage, it is nothing serious. My son's fate is unknown, and he is trapped deep in the abyss. My inability to save him is my failure as a father, but I cannot simply stand by and watch. Forgive this sorry spectacle!"
Then he turned to the mountain gods and earth gods:
"Rest assured, everyone. The West Sea Dragon Palace will compensate you for every loss here!"
"Afterward, I will also report this to the Heavenly Court and request specialists to repair the damage to Hao Mountain's territory. I certainly won't leave you in a difficult position."
Hearing this, the gods felt as though they had received a pardon. How could they dare obstruct him now? They hurriedly waved their hands and said:
"You're too kind, Dragon King! Dig away, dig away! We'll help you too!"
With that, the mountain gods and earth gods rolled up their tattered sleeves and joined the West Sea contingent in digging.
Bajie opened his mouth, then shook his head. Wealth certainly gave a man the nerve to speak boldly!
He sighed and ultimately swallowed the words he had been about to say.
Then he quietly returned to Xuanzang's side.
The moment he returned, Bajie stopped Sha Wujing, who was rolling up his sleeves to help dig.
Looking helpless, he lowered his voice and muttered:
"Old Sha, don't rush off to help just yet. Old Pig suddenly remembered something."
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