Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 288 - 289 I guarantee you can see my master again

Chapter 288: Chapter 289 I guarantee you can see my master again

Boom!

A thundering roar erupted.

Nine traces appeared on the entire ice surface, and Zhu Bajie felt his hands being numbed by the vibration.

Nevertheless, he was very happy and said, "It’s all right now, the bottom has probably frozen too, we can set off with peace of mind!"

Hearing Zhu Bajie’s words, Xuanzang had no more worries and hurried along with his disciples.

The Chen brothers couldn’t keep them, in the end, they could only provide some dry rations for their journey to the West.

Watching Xuanzang and others walking far away, they reluctantly returned to the Chen Family Village.

As Xuanzang rode on his horse, he urged, "While the ice is sturdy, this river spans eight hundred miles, and we don’t know how long it will take to reach the other side. If it thaws halfway, it won’t be good!"

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing were all nearby.

Suddenly, the ice surface let out a thundering roar.

It turned out that the King of Inspiration had been waiting under the ice surface for a long time, waiting for Xuanzang to pass by on horseback to capture him.

At that moment, the ice surface suddenly collapsed. Sun Wukong reacted the fastest, jumping into the air in an instant, while Xuanzang, Sha Wujing, and Zhu Bajie all fell into the water.

What seemed to be an extremely sturdy ice surface collapsed completely at that moment.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, even the White Dragon Horse, swam towards the shore together.

After seeing them, Sun Wukong couldn’t help asking, "Where’s Master?"

Zhu Bajie looked back and then said, "I guess Master might as well change his name to Chen Daodi by now!"

"Second Senior Brother, what does ’Chen Daodi’ mean?"

Sha Wujing was puzzled, not quite catching on.

Zhu Bajie said, "Junior Brother Sand, you see our master’s last name is Chen, right? He’s sunk to the bottom, probably gone for good. Let’s go back first and think of another way!"

"Think of what way? We might as well divide up the luggage and just go to our respective homes!"

Sun Wukong saw that his master had been captured again, and what more was there to say? It was best for everyone to go their own ways now that the Calamity of Measurement during the Journey to the West could also disperse.

At this time, the King of Inspiration had broken open the ice surface and, upon seeing Xuanzang fall, immediately captured him, leading a horde of spirits and monsters into the Water Mansion.

"Where is Sister Clam?"

The King of Inspiration was thrilled beyond measure at this time.

The Clam Spirit hurried out to meet him.

"How did it go, Great King?"

The Clam Spirit discerned the outcome from the King of Inspiration’s expression.

"Indeed, everything happened as Sister predicted, these monks really came up onto the ice, and I effortlessly captured that Monk of the Tang Dynasty!"

Thereupon the King of Inspiration excitedly commanded, "Come, servants, lift the desk, whet the sharp knife, open the monk’s belly, gouge out his heart, skin him and scrape his flesh; I will share the Tang Monk’s flesh with you all, and then we can prolong our lives!"

"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor, turning back is the shore!"

Just then, the monk’s voice was heard slowly speaking.

"You monk, truly fearless in the face of death, even at this place, you dare to speak so presumptuously!"

The King of Inspiration’s eyes, like copper bells, turned toward Xuanzang!

At this, many oddly shaped aquatic demons all turned their gaze toward Xuanzang. Nevertheless, Xuanzang kept his hands together with a serene expression on his face, his body radiating a dense Buddha’s light, even repelling the surrounding water!

He was immune to water and fire.

"What a monk, no wonder he attracted so many demons, no wonder eating you leads to longevity!"

The King of Inspiration saw that Xuanzang, a mere mortal, remained so calm in the water that even the river couldn’t touch him, signifying he was a high monk with enlightenment.

"Amitabha Buddha, turning back is the shore..."

Xuanzang muttered to himself, emitting countless Buddha’s lights, and some demons that had initially glared at Xuanzang, at that moment, could not help but show a look of conversion.

"Not good, Great King, this monk is about to bring Universal Salvation to the aquatic tribe!"

Seeing this, the Clam Spirit frowned and spoke out.

Hearing the Clam Spirit’s words, the King of Inspiration’s expression darkened; if they let Xuanzang continue, not to mention eating him, it was already challenging to maintain their current nature.

At that moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva was naturally observing this scene.

Initially, Guanyin Bodhisattva was pleased to see the King of Inspiration capturing Xuanzang, but upon seeing Xuanzang’s actions, her beautiful face turned ugly.

If Xuanzang brought enlightenment to her Goldfish Spirit, there probably wouldn’t be a need for seeking scriptures afterward.

She immediately instructed the nearby Garan to act.

Although Xuanzang’s strength was not weak, how could he withstand a strike from Garan?

Bang!

Xuanzang passed out immediately, yet even so, his body’s Buddha’s light did not fade but grew even denser.

"Thank you, messenger!"

Seeing this scene, the King of Inspiration’s expression brightened.

At least they wouldn’t be brought Universal Salvation by Xuanzang.

"Although you have now captured Xuanzang, I advise you, do not vainly dream of eating Xuanzang’s flesh, otherwise, I fear your life might be in danger!"

Garan warned slowly.

Hearing this from Garan, the King of Inspiration felt somewhat helpless. Although he expected this outcome, hearing it from Garan was still somewhat distressing.

"We’ll heed the messenger’s words, but now I..."

Before I could even suggest what to do, the Garan before King of Inspiration had already vanished.

King of Inspiration frowned.

"Great King, how should we handle this monk?"

Upon seeing the situation, the Clam Spirit couldn’t help but frown and speak.

"Alright, first lock this monk up!"

...

At this moment, Zhu Bajie was originally Marshal Tianpeng, who once commanded eighty thousand naval forces, not to mention Sand Monk who was from the Liusha River, and White Dragon Horse who was the grandchild of the Dragon of the Western Sea.

But within a moment, everyone had already reached the shore.

Sun Wukong, who had been in the sky, also descended.

"Come, come, come, let’s divide our luggage and then each go back to our homes!"

Sun Wukong took out the luggage and spoke.

Upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Zhu Bajie’s face showed joy; he was quite satisfied with this outcome, as at the very least they could avoid becoming chess pieces of the Celestial Court in the Western Direction, seeking scriptures.

But Sand Monk couldn’t help but smile bitterly and hastily said, "That won’t do, Eldest Brother, Second Brother, our Master has just fallen into the water, he may have been captured by demons, how can we just disband here!"

"Junior Brother Sand, where are all these demons coming from? The one from yesterday was already killed by Eldest Brother and me!"

Zhu Bajie shrugged and said, "I guess we just had bad luck this time, that’s how we encountered this situation. The river is so rapid, normal people would have long been swept away to the bottom!"

"Even if we find Master, I reckon he’d be a dead Master already, it’s better if we don’t look for him!"

Upon hearing Zhu Bajie say this, Sand Monk couldn’t help but give a bitter smile. Such a significant matter, and to have died just like that?

"Indeed, Junior Brother Sand, why don’t you go down and have a look? That way we can all have some peace of mind!"

Hearing Sand Monk’s disagreement, Sun Wukong also couldn’t help but join in with a laugh.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, let’s first go back to Chen Family Village and plan from there, perhaps there are other possibilities?"

Sand Monk smiled bitterly, and, listening to the words of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, he momentarily felt they made sense, perhaps their Master really was dead.

However, with such a matter, they would have to report it to those above, otherwise, if he deserted his post, it would be somewhat improper.

Hearing Sand Monk’s words, Sun Wukong didn’t object.

Then, the three of them returned to Chen Family Village, arriving outside Chen Cheng’s house.

Chen Cheng’s servant went in to report.

"Two masters, the four elders seeking scriptures are now down to three, waiting outside the door, and they are all wet!"

Hearing this, the Chen brothers hurriedly rose to welcome them.

As expected, when the brothers arrived at the door, they saw three elders standing there, and indeed their clothes were soaking wet.

"What happened to the elders, how did you become like this?"

The Chen brothers spoke with some surprise.

"Where has the Great Elder gone?"

Now seeing the three elders in their current state and one less among them, they were quite puzzled and confused.

"It’s all because the ice on the river surface broke, and then we fell in!"

Sun Wukong shrugged, "If it hadn’t been for my quick reflexes, I would probably be a drowned monkey by now!"

Zhu Bajie added, "As for our Master, old man, you needn’t worry about him anymore, he has now changed his name to Chen Daodi!"

Upon hearing this, the two old men couldn’t help but express their sorrow, "Such a pity, we had already said, once the snow melts, we would prepare a boat to send you off. Look at you all, insisting on proceeding, leading to the loss of your own lives!"

Seeing the two old men so sorrowful, Zhu Bajie said, "Old men, aren’t you going to let us in to change our clothes? Otherwise, we might end up dying at your doorstep!"

"Oh, please come in quickly, come in quickly!"

Hearing Zhu Bajie’s words, the Chen brothers then allowed Sun Wukong and the others to come in.

Afterward, Sun Wukong and his companions entered the Chen family, changed their clothes, dried their garments, fed the White Horse, and finally settled down.

"What do you plan to do now?"

Chen Cheng asked, noting their Master was gone and only three monks remained.

"We plan to go back to our respective homes, old man!"

Zhu Bajie said while eating and warming his stomach.

Sun Wukong also nodded with a smile, but he clearly saw Sand Monk had just gone to the backyard, not sure what for.

"Then what about your Master?"

Chen Cheng sighed but couldn’t do anything about it.

"Master, huh..."

Zhu Bajie also looked towards Sun Wukong.

To say that they would simply give up on Xuanzang like this was improbable, but with Sun Wukong showing an indifferent attitude, he naturally couldn’t be bothered.

After all, he trusted his Eldest Brother.

If there was anyone among the four of them he trusted the most, it was certainly Sun Wukong.

"No worries, old man, I assure you that you’ll still get to see our Master!"

It was then that Sun Wukong spoke up.

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