Now, Bajie and Wukong had both been defeated.
Seeing this, Sha Wujing was about to step forward.
Ao Tu smiled. "Curtain-Rolling General, are you going to bring out that Precious Staff of yours as a weapon of the Buddhist Sect too?"
Seeing that his identity and origins had been exposed before he could even speak, Sha Wujing could only return helplessly and say to Wukong, "Eldest Brother, what do you make of this...?"
Wukong said, "Our only option now is to use Master's treasures."
Sha Wujing asked, "What treasures does Master have?"
Bajie said, "Master has the Brocade Kasaya, worth five thousand taels, and the Nine-Ringed Monk's Staff, worth two thousand. Brother, which should we wager?"
Wukong said, "That Daoist's robe is a treasure. The cheaper one probably won't match it. Let's use the more expensive one!"
Sha Wujing asked, "How would Master ever agree?"
Wukong said, "Just come with me and repeat whatever I say. We'll persuade Master to bring out the Kasaya for a contest with him."
Sha Wujing and Bajie agreed. "All right!"
The three went together to Tang Sanzang, and Wukong said:
"Master, that monster mocked our Buddhist Sect for having no treasures. We acquired our treasures before entering the order, and each has its own origins, so they don't count as Buddhist treasures. Now we can only wager your Brocade Kasaya."
As expected, Tang Sanzang refused when he heard this and tried to dissuade him:
"Wukong, stop wagering. I heard the king say that the great Perfected One is a true adept of the Dao, and the three state preceptors are good men too. You've already lost twice in a row. Listen to your master, apologize, and admit defeat."
Wukong said, "Master, why are you fanning another's courage and extinguishing our own might? When did