Sha Wujing froze for a moment, then turned to look at Little White Dragon.
Little White Dragon straightened up on his own. Though he swayed a little, he still looked at Sha Wujing and said:
"Junior Brother Sha, if Master says we're going together, then we'll go together."
"There was nothing wrong with me to begin with. I can walk."
Bajie looked him up and down.
"You can't even stand steady, and you call that fine?"
Little White Dragon was just about to snap back.
Xuanzang had already raised his hands and pressed them together before his chest.
He closed his eyes.
A pale halo of Buddhist light slowly appeared behind his head.
It was none other than the Nectar Buddha Wheel.
As Xuanzang's fingertips moved gently, specks of white light fell from the wheel.
Once the white light left the wheel, it turned into a fine shower of nectar.
It fell steadily over Little White Dragon.
Little White Dragon's body trembled slightly.
The nectar seeped through his collar into his body, its coolness flowing through his meridians before reaching the wound around his broken horn.
The dragon horn on his forehead did not grow back.
But color returned to his pale face.
Seeing this, Bajie clapped his hands together.
"Right! Master hasn't used that wheel in so long, I'd almost forgotten about it."
"Master's Nectar Dharma works wonders."
Little White Dragon turned to Xuanzang, pressed his palms together, and bowed slightly.
"Thank you, Master. I'm all right now."
Xuanzang looked at the white cloth over his forehead and gently shook his head.
"How could you be all right?"
Little White Dragon pressed his lips together and said no more.
Wukong stood to one side.
His gaze shifted from Little White Dragon back to Xuanzang's face.
"Master."
"You said just