A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1362 - 919: Sun Wukong’s Transformation Provokes Greedy Monk, Duanmu Huai Smashes Up Guanyin Temple (Part 1)

Chapter 1362: Chapter 919: Sun Wukong’s Transformation Provokes Greedy Monk, Duanmu Huai Smashes Up Guanyin Temple (Part 1)

"Master—————!!"

As Duanmu Huai approached the rocky mountain, he saw the mischievous monkey covered in dust, scrambling and rolling all the way to him.

"Oh, still alive, aren’t we?"

"Master, what kind of trick did you just use? Even the Mountain turned from Buddha’s palm could be blown apart, it’s the first time I, Old Sun, have seen such skill!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong was also terrified, after all, the mountain had exploded right on top of him. Had it not been for this monkey’s body being as tough as copper and iron, he’d probably have been squashed into a meat patty by now.

"Hehe......"

Facing Sun Wukong’s words, Duanmu Huai just chuckled.

"So, you are my disciple now?"

"Yes, from now on, I, Old Sun, am your disciple! I greet you, Master!"

The cheeky monkey also knew a bit about manners, and upon hearing Duanmu Huai’s words, he quickly made a gesture of respect and bowed.

"Hmm, what abilities do you possess?"

"To answer Master, I, Old Sun......"

Hearing Duanmu Huai’s question, Sun Wukong started telling his tale with great enthusiasm, while Duanmu Huai just listened with an unchanging expression. Of course, Duanmu Huai certainly knew what abilities Sun Wukong had, but they still had to go through the motions, didn’t they?

Hmm, sure enough, when Sun Wukong mentioned the Seventy-two Transformations, Duanmu Huai’s eyes flashed.

"You say you can perform seventy-two transformations?"

"Indeed, Master."

"Alright then, transform."

".........Transform into what?"

Hearing Duanmu Huai’s words, Sun Wukong looked utterly bewildered, while Duanmu Huai raised an eyebrow.

"Look, the journey to the Western Paradise is long and arduous. You wouldn’t expect your Master to walk there on foot, would you? Become something like a big beast, shouldn’t carrying your Master be part of your duties as a disciple?"

"........."

"Hurry up, if not a big beast, then an elephant is fine too, or if you’re really capable, you could turn into a Tyrannosaurus Rex or Triceratops, I’m not fussy."

"This...... Master...... what you’re saying......"

It must be said, faced with Duanmu Huai’s odd request, Sun Wukong was completely thrown off. He looked up and down at Duanmu Huai, who was even larger and more formidable than himself, obviously not someone who could ride a horse. But for himself, the Heavenly Great Sage, to turn into a mount to carry someone to the Western Paradise to fetch the sacred texts?

What about his dignity?

If it had been anyone else, speaking to the Heavenly Great Sage like that would have been met with a rod smackdown, but then thinking about Duanmu Huai’s fists, big as Purple-gold Bowls... and remembering how he had just blown apart Five Fingers Mountain...

"Master, please wait a moment, let Old Sun think of a solution!"

No sooner had he finished speaking, Sun Wukong somersaulted up into the sky.

Duanmu Huai didn’t mind, he wasn’t worried about Sun Wukong running away; after all, he wasn’t the ineffectual character from the original story, who without Sun Wukong’s protection would have long been devoured. In his case, it was still a question whether demons would eat him or he would eat the demons.

A moment later, Sun Wukong returned riding the auspicious clouds, only this time, he was leading a tall, pure white horse behind him. The horse looked even taller than Duanmu Huai, its muscles well-defined and clearly one fine steed.

"Whew... Master, I’ve finally found one for you."

At this moment, looking at Duanmu Huai, Sun Wukong was also speechless. To think he had once been the Celestial Realm’s Bi Ma Wen, in charge of managing horses. Of course, Sun Wukong himself did not like to mention this part of his history, considering it a dark past. But now, if he couldn’t come up with anything else, he’d have to become a mount himself—and that was something Wukong would absolutely never do.

So, after much consideration, the cheeky monkey decided to bring over a Pegasus from the Celestial Palace; after all, the Heavenly Great Sage himself surely couldn’t become someone’s mount!

"This is a Pegasus from the Celestial Realm, capable of traveling a thousand li in a day. Large and sturdy in form, there couldn’t be a more suitable mount for you, Master..."

This time, the monkey, uncaring of any taboos related to Bi Ma Wen, hurriedly introduced the horse to Duanmu Huai. After all, at the very least, Bi Ma Wen had some official status, while a mount was not even that!

"That’ll do, then."

Fortunately, Duanmu Huai wasn’t intentionally making life difficult for the monkey, and seeing that the horse indeed seemed fine, he nodded in agreement. After all, Monk Tang himself rode a white horse when he set out; naturally, he too ought to ride a white horse to make it seem proper.

And so, Duanmu Huai took a Kasaya from his bag and draped it over himself, then mounted the Pegasus, striking a pose.

"What do you think of your teacher’s look?"

"Master, where did you rob a monk and snatch his belongings to put together this outfit?"

"Get lost!"

With the Pegasus at his disposal, Duanmu Huai no longer needed to travel on foot. So he rode the horse, with Sun Wukong leading it, continuing their leisurely journey towards the Western Paradise.

Along the way, Sun Wukong was puzzled. Seeing Duanmu Huai’s appearance, he hardly seemed like a monk dedicated to Buddhism. So, seizing the opportunity, he asked.

"Master, looking at you, you don’t seem like a monk devoted to Buddhism. Why take this unnecessary trip to the Western Land to fetch the sacred texts?"

"It’s ’fetch,’ not ’seek.’"

Duanmu Huai gave Sun Wukong a glance.

"Then Guanyin, appearing before mortals as a holy figure, claims that the Mahayana Buddhism can deliver the dead from suffering and grant an undying body. It can untie the knot of a hundred resentments, extinguish disasters born from groundless accusations. I, Sir, would like to see if this Buddhist Law really possesses such power. If it does, I’ll snatch it away. And if it’s all empty talk, let it not be said that I, Sir, didn’t warn them; for I shall cut through the Western Buddha Land, to see whether these charlatans still dare to bluff and bemuse the masses with their deceptive talk!"

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