Chapter 52: When Sun Wukong Meets Xiaotian Quan

Journey to the West: Starting by Joining the Chat Group, Main Text Volume, Chapter 52: When Sun Wukong Meets Xiaotian Quan. Glug, glug, glug!

Sun Wukong tilted his head back, drinking Happy Water; at this moment, Five Elements Mountain was completely silent.

Aside from him, Xuanzang, Xiaobai, and Xiaoqing had already left.

These past few days could be considered the most carefree and happy days in five hundred years, but unfortunately, they were too short.

At this time, he could only drink Happy Water to pass the time.

Xuanzang had left several tons behind, so Sun Wukong did not need to worry about the Happy Water running out for the next year or so.

"Why does the space around here feel a bit cramped lately, and the pressure has increased? Is it an illusion?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and muttered to himself.

As if sensing something, he couldn't help but look up.

He saw two streaks of immortal light descending from the sky, approaching at high speed.

In an instant, Yang Jian appeared, dressed in black with long hair, looking dashing and elegant, with Xiaotian Quan following by his side.

The man and the dog surveyed the scene before them, only feeling that this monkey looked familiar.

Realizing it belatedly, wasn't this Sun Wukong?

Had they arrived at Five Elements Mountain?

"Sun Wukong!" Yang Jian couldn't help but say, wondering if Yang Chan's emotional problems were related to this monkey.

"Stable Keeper!"

Xiaotian Quan laughed heartily, his mockery undisguised.

"I wondered who it was; so it's you, this dog. The dog's master has come too, heh." Sun Wukong mocked.

"Sun Wukong, long time no see. Five hundred years have passed, and you are still being suppressed. It seems you have yet to realize your own mistakes," Yang Jian said.

"Yang Jian, what is right and what is wrong? I was just being tricked!

But I truly did not expect that you would actually be working for the old Jade Emperor.

You really are a filial son; you've amused me to death."

It must be said that Sun Wukong's tongue was very sharp; he never held back.

He spoke in whatever way would hurt the most when exposing someone's scars.

And Yang Jian was indeed provoked; the folding fan in his hand flickered and transformed into the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, its sharp edge undoubtedly exposed.

Even Sun Wukong felt his neck grow a bit cool, with chills running down his spine.

Although he possessed an Indestructible Vajra Body, he didn't know if he could withstand it if Yang Jian swung this blade down.

However, although Yang Jian was angry, he ultimately put away his weapon and said:

"I am not here to argue with you, Sun Wukong. Do you recognize my sister, Yang Chan?"

"? I have been unable to move an inch for five hundred years; how would I know your sister?"

Sun Wukong retorted, feeling it was inexplicable.

Hearing this, Yang Jian glanced at Xiaotian Quan.

Xiaotian Quan sniffed his nose abruptly, his gaze firm as he said:

"That's right, Master, that person is definitely here, and the scent is very strong; it's a familiar smell."

Yang Jian released his Divine Sense; within a radius of ten miles, apart from Sun Wukong, the Earth Deity, and the Mountain God, there was no one else.

Xiaotian Quan sniffed around, picked up the Happy Water can that Sun Wukong had finished, and subconsciously opened his dog mouth to lick it.

In an instant, the taste of the Happy Water stimulated his dog brain, and his whole body trembled as if he had been injected with adrenaline, his tongue smacking incessantly.

"Ahahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong slapped the ground, his stomach cramping from laughter, and he said:

"Yang Jian, look at your dog; it's actually eating the leftovers from my meal and enjoying it so much. Is the food in the Heavenly Court that bad?"

"..." Yang Jian.

At this moment, Xiaotian Quan stopped his movements, looked at the ill-tempered Yang Jian, and said with a bitter smile:

"Master, this taste is indeed not bad. Would you like some?"

"Shut up, don't embarrass me," Yang Jian scolded.

"Ahahaha."

Another burst of gloating laughter came from Sun Wukong.

Yang Jian's expression turned stern, and he said seriously:

"Sun Wukong, in these past few days, has anyone appeared here?"

"No." Sun Wukong denied it directly.

He wasn't stupid; Yang Jian and Xiaotian Quan had come running over aggressively, so they were definitely looking for someone.

Even if they weren't looking for Xuanzang, it was likely related to Xuanzang.

He, the Great Saint, only relied on three things to survive in the Three Realms!

Never betray friends, never betray friends, never betray friends.

"Is that so! Sun Wukong, you had better think clearly before answering. This is not five hundred years ago, and you are no longer that Great Saint; you are just a stray dog," Yang Jian said, his tone carrying a threat.

This matter concerned his sister's future, so even if the methods were extreme, he had to do it.

"Hey! Five hundred years on the east bank, five hundred years on the west bank! The tides turn; Yang Jian, I cannot stay here forever."

After speaking, Sun Wukong lay down and closed his eyes to sleep, too lazy to pay attention to them.

Yang Jian's face darkened, and looking at Xiaotian Quan's spineless appearance, he felt displeased and said coldly:

"Let's go!"

"Yes, Master."

Xiaotian Quan left reluctantly, and before leaving, he even swiped the half-drunk Happy Water in front of Sun Wukong.

After they left, Sun Wukong opened his eyes and pondered:

"Assuming it really has something to do with Xuanzang, why would Yang Jian look for Xuanzang? One is a celestial deity, the other is a human? They have absolutely nothing to do with each other!"

"Wait, Yang Jian also mentioned his sister Yang Chan? Is there a possibility that Xuanzang abducted Yang Jian's sister, so Yang Jian is anxious?"

The more Sun Wukong thought about it, the more it made sense; feeling he was getting closer to the truth, he couldn't help but become even more excited.

"As expected of you, Xuanzang. Even Yang Jian's sister is moved; I, Old Sun, give you a thumbs up with both hands."

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Achoo!

On the other side, Xuanzang was traveling eastward, preparing to take a stroll around Chang'an City; as for returning to that dilapidated little temple, that was impossible?

At this moment, Xuanzang suddenly sneezed and felt strange?

With his constitution, he could actually still be like this? Could it be that someone was talking about him behind his back?

The Old Monk, Sun Wukong, or Guanyin Bodhisattva?

"Brother Xuanzang, are you alright?" Xiaobai asked worriedly.

"Sister, what could happen to Xuan Ge? Even... *ahem* even great demons aren't as fierce as him!" Xiaoqing said, feeling her sister was overly worried?

"Xiaoqing, I still like your unruly appearance," Xuanzang said indifferently, glancing lightly.

Xiaoqing, however, felt like she was on pins and needles, feeling completely uncomfortable, and dared not speak!

She always felt that Xuanzang would peel off her snake skin to make a coat to wear.

"Xiaobai, Xiaoqing. I am preparing to go to Chang'an City. That is the imperial capital of the Human Race, protected by the will of immortals and gods as well as Imperial Dao Luck; you cannot go there," Xuanzang said.

"Then what should we do? Brother Xuanzang," Xiaobai asked.

"It is time to part ways," Xuanzang said calmly.

Upon hearing the word 'part', Xiaobai's heart trembled; she felt somewhat distressed, and her beautiful pupils constricted.

"Great!"

Xiaoqing's eyes, however, brightened; she was finally going to get rid of this big demon king.

But she dared not show her joy, and on the surface, she still pretended to be reluctant.

"Xuan Ge, don't go! Although I am a demon, I can also assist you in your cultivation," Xiaoqing said.

"Alright, then we won't part."

Xuanzang revealed a smile, reached out and grabbed Xiaoqing to his side to stroke her; she felt ice-cold to the touch, and the texture was excellent.

"Ah! No way!" Xiaoqing struggled, but it was to no avail.

Xiaobai was much more mature; although Xuanzang said they wouldn't part, she understood that this parting would likely not be fake.

Humans and demons follow different paths; in the end, it is impossible to walk the same road.

At this moment, Xiaobai firmed her resolve; she must attain the Tao, she must become an immortal, and shed her demon body.

And although Xiaoqing was being stroked, it was not without benefits.

Every time she was stroked, her entire body's Demon Power was refined through Xuanzang's palm, becoming even purer.

Her cultivation base was also growing rapidly; although it couldn't compare to the speed of a rocket, it at least saved her decades of hard work.

So at this moment, Xiaoqing felt both the pain of being stroked and the joy of her Demon Power breaking through.

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