Retrieving the Kasaya

A whole night passed before Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse awoke again.

Only then did they notice that the Black Bear Spirit had suddenly become dazed and confused.

His previous fierce and courageous demeanor has completely vanished, and he now looks like a dull, large black bear.

Sun Wukong walked towards Tang Xuanzang with a puzzled expression.

"Master, what's wrong with this Black Bear Spirit? Has he gone insane from all the torture you've put him through?"

Tang Xuanzang turned his head and glanced at Sun Wukong.

"Disciple, you mustn't be rude. I've already neutralized the Black Bear Spirit's malevolent aura; he has no means of attack anymore."

Upon hearing Tang Xuanzang's words, Sun Wukong immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"Master really knows how to handle this; Old Sun, simply can't stand this monster's harassment anymore."

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, Tang Xuanzang sighed deeply.

"Wukong, you're good in every way, except for your mischievous nature. You'll have to work hard to correct this bad habit. Your master is doing this all for your own good."

Whenever Sun Wukong heard Tang Monk say these things, he couldn't help but feel irritated and scratched his cheeks vigorously.

It's normal, after all, since it was born of a monkey.

"Master, please stop talking. My ears are practically calloused from listening to you talk all this way. Please, I'm begging you!"

Tang Xuanzang shook his head helplessly.

Just as the master and apprentice were talking, a wisp of white mist slowly drifted in from the distant mountain peak.

"Tang Xuanzang, Sun Wukong..."

A familiar voice came from above their heads.

Tang Xuanzang subconsciously stood up, only then realizing that it was Bodhisattva Guanyin standing in front of him.

Moreover, there were seated Golden Child beside Bodhisattva Guanyin.

Upon seeing Bodhisattva Guanyin, Tang Xuanzang naturally dared not act rashly. He quickly put his hands together in prayer and stood up.

"Greetings, Bodhisattva Guanyin, from Xuanzang."

"Tang Xuanzang, you and your disciple have done a great service in subduing the Black Bear Spirit. The Black Bear Spirit has been educated by you and will naturally not go back to being the mountain king."

"Could you return the Black Bear Spirit to me, so that I may slowly redeem him and clear his name of his sins?"

Upon hearing these words from the Bodhisattva, Tang Xuanzang immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

"Sun Wukong, you've done your utmost to ensure Tang Monk's journey to the Western Heaven to retrieve the scriptures. You must curb your unruly nature and cooperate well with your junior brother, the White Dragon Horse, to help Tang Xuanzang."

Sun Wukong chuckled.

"Bodhisattva, rest assured, I will definitely protect my master. No matter how powerful this monster is, it can't withstand a single blow from Old Sun Jingu Bang."

Bodhisattva Guanyin sighed deeply.

"Sun Wukong, when will you ever change your bad habits? It's up to Tang Monk to try and reform you in this matter."

Tang Monk nodded repeatedly.

"You guys should hurry on your way; something good might happen at the next stop."

Upon hearing the Bodhisattva's words, Sun Wukong and Tang Monk subconsciously exchanged glances.

Sun Wukong quickly spoke up.

"Bodhisattva, according to you, something good will happen at the next stop. What exactly is this good thing?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin ignored Sun Wukong and instead gently waved the willow branch inside her Jade Purity Bottle.

The next second, a golden light enveloped the Black Bear Spirit.

Immediately afterwards, the Black Bear Spirit's body floated up into the air and knelt before Bodhisattva Guanyin.

Immediately afterward, Bodhisattva Guanyin waved her hand, and everyone disappeared from the spot, leaving only Sun Wukong and Tang Monk.

The two turned around and stared at each other, completely bewildered.

"Wukong, did you hear what the Bodhisattva just said? I will have to guide you properly in the future! You must listen to my words."

Sun Wukong scratched his head vigorously.

"I understand, Master."

After Old Sun, retrieve the cassock from the Black Wind Cave, we'll set off immediately.

Tang Monk nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, Wukong. Go and retrieve the cassock quickly, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Sun Wukong somersaulted all the way to Black Wind Mountain.

At this moment, the little demons gathered at the door, looking at Sun Wukong with fear on their faces.

The little demons on Black Wind Mountain saw Bodhisattva Guanyin's arrival clearly, but they were just afraid of being implicated.

"Grandpa Sun, we're all here waiting for you. That Black Bear Spirit demon is no match for you."

Sun Wukong twirled his staff while watching the little monsters.

"At least you little demons have some sense. What are you all standing there for? Quickly, bring out my master's cassock."

"If there's any damage, Old Sun, will let you taste the power of this Jingu Bang!"

These little demons were terrified; they didn't dare say another word.

One by one, they turned and ran back into the cave, quickly retrieving Tang Monk's cassock.

Sun Wukong carefully examined the cassock to make sure it was correct before nodding with satisfaction.

"The Black Bear Spirit has been subdued by Old Sun, and is now cultivating under the Bodhisattva Guanyin. You little monsters, stop gathering here to wreak havoc on the world."

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, the little monsters dared not act rashly anymore and nodded repeatedly.

After all, the leader of these guys had already been subdued by Bodhisattva Guanyin, so these little minions naturally had to find another way out.

"Disperse immediately. If you cultivate diligently in these mountains, you might one day achieve immortality. Otherwise, don't blame me, Old Sun, for coming back to deal with you at any time."

Before leaving, Sun Wukong didn't forget to utter a harsh threat.

The little monsters opposite were all incredibly timid, nodding frantically.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong did another somersault and left the spot.

When Sun Wukong returned to the temple, he saw Tang Xuanzang and the old monk sitting facing each other.

"Master, I have retrieved your robe. Please take a look."

Tang Monk immediately stood up excitedly, staring intently at the cassock in Sun Wukong's hand, and pulled the cassock over with both hands.

The more I look at it, the happier I become.

"Wukong, I must thank you for this; you really helped."

Sun Wukong smiled shyly.

"Master, there's no need for you to say such things. These are all things your disciple should do. But what are you doing?"

Tang Monk turned his head and looked at the old monk opposite him.

"Actually, this old monk wasn't inherently bad; he was just obsessed with the cassock and became possessed by it. It is I who am trying to reform him."

"No matter what, you must do what a monk should do."

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Master, please go ahead with your work. Your disciple will wait for you here."

Tang Xuanzang nodded repeatedly, looking at the old monk opposite him.

"Master, although you may feel somewhat wronged in this small temple, those of us in the Buddhist Order should not compare ourselves to one another. I think I've already told you that before."

The old monk nodded repeatedly.

"The master is right! I, this old monk, have lived half my life, and I never imagined I would make such a mistake in my old age."