Chapter 1697

Naturally, it was perfectly normal that Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes could not see through it, but what Venerable Kasyapa had not expected was this.

Tang Sanzang was merely a mortal, yet he had managed to see through the White Bone Spirit's disguise three or four times in a row, the moment they met.

If it weren't for the fact that Venerable Kasyapa was very clear that their Western Fomen did not possess the several great divine abilities mentioned in the propaganda.

He feared that at this very moment, Venerable Kasyapa would have suspected whether Tang Sanzang had comprehended the Fomen divine ability—the Heavenly Eye.

"So that's how it is! Since things are this way, it is not impossible to understand."

"Since I have already punished the person who attacked, let this matter pass just like this."

Hearing these words from Venerable Kasyapa, Tang Sanzang and his disciples, including Sun Wukong, who were standing to the side, felt a huge weight lifted off their hearts.

Sun Wukong had already returned by the time Tang Sanzang was recounting the incident with the White Bone Spirit.

Although the full-force strike from Venerable Kasyapa, a Quasi-Saint, was indeed extremely powerful, fortunately, Sun Wukong had thick skin and flesh, so he had only suffered some superficial injuries.

He had just been carried a bit too far by Venerable Kasyapa's Maitreya Buddha Palm, almost reaching Lingshan.

Having stabilized his figure, Sun Wukong used his Somersault Cloud and, with just a few somersaults, returned to the side of his master, Tang Sanzang.

After obtaining information regarding the White Bone Spirit, Venerable Kasyapa no longer lingered:

"You master and disciples may continue to rest!"

"I still have matters that need to be resolved."

After speaking, Venerable Kasyapa did not even give Tang Sanzang a chance to reply, turned around, and flew away directly.

Venerable Kasyapa had not forgotten what the mission for his trip was, so naturally, he had no time to waste on Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, and their group of master and disciples.

After all, if he were a step too slow, perhaps the White Bone Spirit would be silenced by then, and in that case, Venerable Kasyapa's mission would naturally be a failure.

Therefore, under these circumstances, Venerable Kasyapa needed to hurry and find this White Bone Spirit, preferably capturing her and bringing her before Maitreya Buddha for personal interrogation.

As Venerable Kasyapa departed, the look Sun Wukong gave his master, Tang Sanzang, was filled with skepticism.

Facing the skeptical gaze of his disciple Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang was also incredibly awkward, so he looked at Venerable Kasyapa's retreating back and spoke to change the subject:

"Wukong, do you think Venerable Kasyapa will hold a grudge in his heart for what we did this time, and if we master and disciples encounter difficulties in the future, he will stand by and watch, ignoring us?"

Sun Wukong knew full well that Tang Sanzang's words were spoken with the intent of changing the subject.

However, Tang Sanzang was, after all, Sun Wukong's master, so Sun Wukong could only let Tang Sanzang brush it off like this.

Even so, at this moment, Sun Wukong pondered for a while based on what Tang Sanzang said, and finally replied:

"Master, do not worry; Venerable Kasyapa is not such a petty person. Besides, even if Venerable Kasyapa does not act."

"Isn't there still the Heavenly Court? And Master Fahai?"

"Hmm, Wukong, what you say is reasonable, very reasonable indeed!"

"Alright, it is already so late, let us rest early; tomorrow we must continue on the road to the West!"

As he spoke, Tang Sanzang stretched his back and walked into the thatched hut.