Chapter 200: Eight Hundred Years Ago, Golden Cicada; Bajie Gets a Beating

Black Wind Ridge, Heifengdong.

Heixiongjing brought Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, and Zhu Bajie to his own cave dwelling.

Don't let Heixiongjing's rough appearance fool you; his cave dwelling was quite exquisite, at least dozens of times better than the pigsty that was Bajie's Yunzhandong.

The interior of the cave was spacious, warm in winter and cool in summer, with colorful stones on the rock walls and rows of wall-mounted bookshelves holding Buddhist Dharma scriptures, all spotless.

Heixiongjing's Demon King throne was crafted from refined iron and draped with a layer of premium tiger Skin; it was furry and had an excellent texture.

"You black bear certainly know how to enjoy yourself," Sun Wukong couldn't help but say.

"Exactly, even I, old Zhu, don't have such treatment in Yunzhandong," Zhu Bajie said.

"Master, please sit."

Heixiongjing welcomed Xuanzang onto his tiger-skin throne with a respectful attitude.

"Houzi Senior Brother, Pig Senior Brother. You sit too!"

Heixiongjing said enthusiastically, and brought out many fruits to entertain them.

Seeing the fruit, Bajie's eyes went straight; he picked up a dragon fruit and swallowed it in one bite.

Seeing Bajie's unrefined manner, Sun Wukong shook his head.

"Heixiong, your cave dwelling is not bad," Xuanzang said.

"Master, you flatter me. Although I am a rough fellow, I have practiced Buddhist Dharma for many years to cultivate my character, so I naturally cannot be careless about my living conditions," Heixiong said.

"Black bear, if you cultivate your character, then why did you steal the Kasaya?" Sun Wukong said.

Hearing this, Heixiongjing's expression turned awkward.

"Houzi Senior Brother, there's no helping it! It's an innate impulse; I just can't control myself when I see something glittering with gold, and this was a Kasaya, sigh..."

"Master, you may not know this. Over eight hundred years ago, I was just an unevolved little bear in these mountains, living in Chaos."

"Until one day, I saw a young high monk sitting cross-legged on a hilltop, reciting Buddhist Dharma."

"At that time, although I was in Chaos and ignorant, I instinctively felt that this high monk's Buddhist Dharma was extremely profound, so I went to listen every day."

"As time passed, I gained intelligence and began to comprehend cultivation techniques and supernatural powers on my own, becoming a spirit creature."

"Later, the high monk left, and I slowly cultivated in this area, accumulating over time, breathing in the essence of the sun and moon; even after I could take human form, I remained deeply reverent toward Buddhist Dharma."

Heixiongjing spoke of his own experience; if he hadn't met that high monk, he would likely still be an ignorant little bear, living in a daze.

"Hehe, you black bear, your fate is quite good," Zhu Bajie said.

Xuanzang, meanwhile, wore a thoughtful expression; to be able to enlighten a bear through preaching, that must have been a high monk with great magic power.

"If I, old Sun, hadn't met the Bodhi Patriarch back then, it would have been hard to have today," Sun Wukong recalled the past.

At that time, he was still just a monkey who wanted to live forever.

Heixiong's encounter was similar to his!

"It's just strange, after I became a spirit, my impression of that high monk became increasingly blurry; I can no longer remember his appearance," Heixiong scratched his head.

"That's no big deal; perhaps after so many years, that high monk has long since passed away."

Zhu Bajie said, discovering jars sealed with dust under the bookshelf, and immediately grabbed one to open it; inside was crystal-clear honey.

Heixiong wanted to stop him, but Zhu Bajie's movements were too fast, pouring it directly into his mouth without any sense of decorum.

"That was honey I had hidden for over two hundred years, Pig Senior Brother," Heixiong said, his heart aching.

"We are all fellow disciples; what is mine is yours, Junior Brother, and what is yours is mine," Zhu Bajie said.

His mouth was covered in honey, and his entire Viscera were filled with it, bringing a sense of happiness from the inside out.

Bajie wanted to swallow another jar, but Xuanzang slapped him away with a heavy palm, saying crossly:

"Bajie, although Heixiong is a junior disciple who joined later, you cannot bully him. Do you see Wukong acting like you?"

"Ouch, Master. This disciple knows he was wrong," Bajie said, his head buzzing from the slap.

"Heixiong, do you have a title? That is, a human name," Xuanzang asked.

Hearing this, Heixiongjing thought for a moment and said:

"Master, I do have one. Because I possess a supernatural wind power, the demons within a thousand miles call me the Great King of Black Wind, and privately, everyone calls me Black Whirlwind."

"..." Xuanzang.

"Enough, from now on you shall be called Heifeng," Xuanzang said.

"Heifeng? Master, I feel that isn't as imposing as Black Whirlwind," Heixiong said.

"What, are you questioning me?" Xuanzang said crossly.

"I dare not, I dare not."

Heixiongjing shook his head hurriedly, his bear gall trembling and his neck turning cold with fear.

"Alright, Wukong, Bajie, Heifeng, you three go and bond, I will meditate for a while," Xuanzang said.

"Alright," Sun Wukong agreed.

One monkey, one bear, and one pig began to chat in low voices.

"Houzi, I always feel like something is wrong, like I've forgotten someone," Bajie said.

"Indeed," Sun Wukong scratched his head.

At the same time, he took out a can of Happy Water for Heixiong and said kindly: "Bear Junior Brother, you have just joined us, and I, old Sun, have nothing to give you; just drink this Happy Water."

"Stinky monkey, didn't you say you were out?"

Bajie's eyes went straight; he had been trying every way possible to get some Happy Water from Sun Wukong during this time.

But with the monkey's ability, how could he possibly succeed?

Upon seeing the Happy Water, Heixiong twitched his black nose, gently opened the lid, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

In an instant, a strange sensation was born!

It was as if it were the origin of all things, the Big Bang of the entire universe, a shocking spiritual light emerged, and his soul gave a shiver.

Heixiong's eyes lit up; what was this thing!

Then, no longer reserved, he tilted his neck back and drank it all in one gulp.

Glug, glug, glug~

Bajie watched with endless envy and hurriedly said:

"Dear Junior Brother, leave some, leave some. Let old Zhu have a sip, just one sip."

Unfortunately, Heixiong's mouth was like a gluttonous maw; he finished it in one go and even let out a satisfied burp.

After drinking, Heixiong patted his belly, his bear eyes squinting into slits, savoring the aftertaste.

Bajie snatched the empty can and hurriedly sucked on it a few times to taste the flavor.

"Ugh, this dead pig, he has no shame at all," Sun Wukong remarked.

After finishing his reflection, Heixiong looked at Sun Wukong with teary eyes and said excitedly:

"Houzi Senior Brother, you are too good to me; I am so moved."

"Pfft, no need for that, no need. It's just a can of Happy Water."

Sun Wukong patted Heixiong's head and took out another can for him.

Heixiong hurriedly thanked him, suddenly feeling that the world was full of love and kindness.

And Happy Water—to think such a magical thing existed in the world!

Clutching the empty can, Bajie suddenly felt it wasn't fragrant at all, and he looked at Sun Wukong resentfully, saying:

"Great Senior Brother, sob sob, I want some too."

"Eww~"

Sun Wukong's fur stood on end, and he couldn't help but shiver.

What kind of filthy thing was this; it was truly too disgusting for a monkey.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Sun Wukong scolded.

"Stinking monkey, Bima Wen. I'm already like this, yet you're still holding out on me; that's not righteous," Bajie said.

"Pfft!" Sun Wukong didn't care.

"My good brother, dear brother, Houzi Brother! I beg you, give your Junior Brother a bottle of Happy Water too."

Seeing Sun Wukong's attitude, Zhu Bajie immediately softened his own.

Could Sun Wukong not stand Zhu Bajie's pestering personality and toss out a bottle of Happy Water?

Zhu Bajie treated it like a precious treasure, hurriedly opened it, and drank it in one gulp.

After craving it for so long, he could finally drink it properly for once.

To the side, Xuanzang watched their behavior and couldn't help but laugh silently.

Pig, monkey, and bear—that was quite a combination!