Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 261 - 262: How True Dragon and Pseudo-Dragon Came to Battle

Chapter 261: Chapter 262: How True Dragon and Pseudo-Dragon Came to Battle

The monster from Black Water River, originally relying on its own background, was quite comfortable, living it up.

Besides, it heard that the legendary Xuanzang might pass by this way, and eating Xuanzang’s flesh would grant immortality and might even enhance one’s Cultivation Level.

What it hadn’t anticipated was that so many powerful demons would be guarding around Xuanzang, making it difficult to capture him.

The key point was that it didn’t want to capture Xuanzang this time; it simply wanted to let these people cross the Black Water River, but unexpectedly, they wouldn’t leave it alone and decided to stir up trouble on its turf after crossing the river.

Upon seeing the Little White Dragon before him, it became immensely furious.

"Who are you? I was willing to bide my time and not provoke you and the others, seeing that you were numerous and strong," it said.

"Now I’ve already avoided you all, so why do you still press so aggressively, not content with simply crossing the river, but coming to my doorstep!"

On hearing the monster’s words, the Little White Dragon couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Your cave dwelling? You’ve got quite the nerve, demon. How did this Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine become yours?"

"I’ve heard from my eldest brother through Telepathy that the real Black Water River God is now by the riverside. And you still dare to claim this as your own?"

While the Little White Dragon was confronting the demon, Sun Wukong had already sent a telepathic message, telling him that they had found the true Black Water River God.

He also mentioned how the demon had forcefully taken over the Black Water River.

On hearing the Little White Dragon’s words, the demon’s expression didn’t change much, instead, it sneered, "I’ve taken over the Black Water River God Mansion? Hahaha, that’s just ridiculous!"

"In this world, there are many divine lands and cave heavens, which should belong to the capable. That old, dying Black Water River God couldn’t protect his Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine. How can he blame me for taking it!"

On hearing this, the Little White Dragon felt almost impressed by the demon’s shamelessness.

"So you’re saying if I were more powerful than you and managed to defeat you, then the Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine would become mine?" the Little White Dragon asked.

Upon hearing the Little White Dragon’s words, the demon couldn’t help but let out a cold, sneering laugh, "If you can beat me, why shouldn’t I give the Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine to you?"

"But from where do you get the confidence that you can win over me? I might have been wary of you all due to your numbers, but now, one on one, do you think I’ll be afraid of you?"

The demon had a noteworthy background and was quite confident in its own abilities. Even after noticing the Little White Dragon’s formidable strength, it was still undaunted.

In the midst of their conversation, it brandished the Bamboo Joint Steel Whip in its hand.

It looked at the Little White Dragon provocatively, eager for a fight.

The Little White Dragon couldn’t help but grin in response.

Upon seeing this reaction, the demon frowned, feeling that the Little White Dragon was looking down on it, causing it to become somewhat angry and embarrassed.

"What’s so funny? Have I said something wrong?" the demon said with a cold snort.

The Little White Dragon shook his head and responded, "I laugh because while your strength is lacking, you still dare to boast. Do you have any idea who you’ve provoked, how powerful they are?"

The demon’s face darkened as it looked at the Little White Dragon, waiting for him to continue.

"Not to mention the deities of Black Water River, you’re no match. Even against me, I’m confident I could take you down. Yet here you are, completely unaware of your place, daring to act recklessly in front of me!" continued the Little White Dragon.

Angered upon hearing the Little White Dragon belittle its strength, the demon retorted, "The truth will be known only through battle. What use are your claims of strength? It seems you are the fool, acting so boldly in front of me!"

The Little White Dragon remained unbothered by the demon’s brazen words and instead inquired, "Hey, I still don’t know your name or what kind of demon you are. I, the Little White Dragon, do not slay the nameless!"

Although the Little White Dragon knew the demon had some connection to the Dragon Clan, its identity was still unknown.

On hearing the Little White Dragon’s words, the demon arrogantly placed his hands on his hips and confidently announced, "I am the ninth nephew of the West Sea Dragon King, a Tuolong is what I am!"

"My uncle is the West Sea Dragon King – are you scared now?"

The Tuolong looked proudly at the Little White Dragon before him.

Although not a direct descendant of the Dragon Clan, he was greatly related to the Four Seas Dragon Kings, and the Sea Tribe, even some of the Dragon Clan, would need to show him some respect.

Considering this one, a dragon serving as a mount for mortals, would hardly have any significant backing, upon hearing of his relation to the West Sea Dragon King, they should surrender without a fight and bow their heads in subservience.

However, upon hearing of the Tuolong’s identity, the Little White Dragon sneered and said, "I wondered where this demon came from, turns out it’s just a little nephew of the West Sea Dragon King!"

"Do you think your background is something significant? If you’re counting on that, then let me tell you without mincing words that such a background poses no threat to me whatsoever!"

The Tuolong heard Little White Dragon’s words and naturally wore a face of disbelief, laughing foolishly and saying, "You dragon horse that people ride, you also dare to pretend in front of me!"

Although the Tuolong thought the flesh of Xuanzang was good, and it could grant longevity, being ridden by Xuanzang wasn’t any prestigious task. If this person really were some kind of significant figure, he probably wouldn’t have done something like this.

Now hearing Little White Dragon speak like this, he naturally didn’t believe it and even thought Little White Dragon was bluffing.

Seeing that the monster didn’t believe him, Little White Dragon continued to say, "You are the ninth nephew of the West Sea Dragon King, then do you know who I am?"

The Tuolong snorted coldly, then said, "Who are you? Could it be that you really do have some grand background? I think you’re just bluffing!"

Little White Dragon shook his head with a smile and said, "I am the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King, Little White Dragon!"

Even though the Tuolong had a deep connection with the West Sea Dragon King, due to his father’s affairs, he had ceased to pay attention to the West Sea Dragon King’s matters, and besides, he was young and didn’t have a close relationship with the Dragon King.

The West Sea Dragon King had helped him only because of his mother’s sake.

Therefore, he had not met Little White Dragon, nor had he heard about this ’brother’ becoming Xuanzang’s mount.

Suddenly hearing such a noble Dragon Clan bloodline had actually become a mount for a mere mortal, his heart naturally disbelieved, staring at Little White Dragon as if he was looking at a fool.

Little White Dragon saw he seemed not to believe him and shook his head, "It seems you don’t believe what I am saying, but I truly am the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King!"

The Tuolong snorted coldly and said, "If you are the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King, then I might as well be the Jade Emperor!"

Seeing that the Tuolong still didn’t believe him at this point, Little White Dragon immediately revealed his true body.

In an instant, a gigantic white dragon appeared before the Tuolong, stirring the entire Black Water River into chaos, causing countless fish and shrimp to flee in panic, fearing they would be affected by the dragon.

The sight left the Tuolong dumbfounded—he had never expected that what Little White Dragon had said was true.

The other was indeed the Dragon King’s Third Prince, Little White Dragon.

At that moment, the Tuolong was utterly stunned.

Staring blankly at the thousand-zhang white dragon.

"You, you, you’re actually real, you really are Little White Dragon!"

Little White Dragon, now revealed, looked down upon the Tuolong below him and spoke in human language, "What about now, do you believe me? I see you, Tuolong, really don’t shed tears until you see the coffin!"

"Today, I, Little White Dragon, will take care of you, this monster, and return the Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine back to the rightful River God!"

The Tuolong was startled by the transformation of Little White Dragon, but he quickly steadied his emotions.

He faced the gigantic Little White Dragon and shouted sternly, "So what if you truly are the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King? In front of my Black Water River God Mansion in Hengyang Ravine, even if I were to kill you, no one else would know!"

"Now, it’s just the two of us. If it’s a one-on-one fight, I won’t fear you!"

Little White Dragon heard this and not a hint of anger appeared, instead, he laughed coldly and said, "You? Just with you?"

Hearing that the Tuolong actually wanted to kill him, his thousand-zhang body fiercely shot towards the Tuolong before him.

The Tuolong had already been prepared for combat, and seeing Little White Dragon make a move, he shouted loudly, "Bring it on!"

He transformed into a Tuolong himself and engaged in battle with the oncoming Little White Dragon!

The two dragons entwined, fighting fiercely together.

Their battle caused the Black Water River to turn into a maelstrom of rage, with relentless surging waves.

This spectacle made everyone on the shore tremble with fear.

The true old Black Water River God, upon seeing this, couldn’t help but show a worried expression and exclaimed, "Great Saint, this little Tuolong is quite formidable, is your friend Little White Dragon a match for him?"

Sun Wukong, hearing this, couldn’t help but smirk slightly with amusement.

Clearly, the Black Water River God had been frightened by the little Tuolong, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so worried.

Sun Wukong then reassured him, "Rest assured, although this little Tuolong is the ninth nephew of the West Sea Dragon King and may indeed have a notable background, the one he battles is the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King, how could he not be a match?"

Little White Dragon had been sent into the Calamity of Measurement of Journey to the West precisely because of his high potential, plus the current decline of the Dragon Clan meant that staying within the clan wouldn’t lead to significant development.

That is why he sought opportunities within the Calamity of Measurement to gain some merit.

Now, having to deal with the Tuolong certainly wouldn’t be too difficult for Little White Dragon!

However, it now appeared that the Tuolong was also not weak, but it was evident that he was still no match for Little White Dragon.