Chapter 39: The Thug Xiaobailong

The Thug Xiaobailong

"Wukong, I still think my hat is better; you should wear it." Tang Seng still did not forget to have Sun Wukong wear the Tight-Fillet Spell.

"Master, that hat of yours is truly too ugly. I will just wear mine; as for yours, let's talk about it after my hat breaks." Sun Wukong brushed him off.

"Alright, let's rest for a while. You let the horse go to the riverbank nearby to drink some water; it must be exhausted." Tang Seng said to Wukong.

"Yes, Master." Wukong said to Tang Seng while leading the horse.

After Wukong led the horse to the riverbank, he rested to the side. Suddenly, a huge water column erupted from the water, and a white dragon was revealed. The giant dragon head shouted, "What great audacity, to actually let this piece-of-trash horse pollute my water! You didn't even bother to ask around how hot I, Xiaobailong, am in this territory. Speak up, what should be done about this? If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not someone who hangs out on the streets."

Sun Wukong felt amused after hearing Xiaobailong's words. A little trash dragon like you wants to threaten me? Let me tease you.

"This brother, since we polluted your water, I don't know what kind of compensation you want," Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Seeing Sun Wukong being so sensible, Xiaobailong said triumphantly, "No need for too much compensation. Give some silver to compensate, and then let me eat this horse, and this matter will be over."

Looking at Xiaobailong's triumphant look, Sun Wukong said, "There is no silver at the moment; I'll give it to you later. The white horse is still useful; wait until we finish fetching the scriptures and then you can eat it."

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Xiaobailong was furious. "Damn it, you dare to play me! Today I will let you witness the strength of me, the dragon who fights alone." After finishing, he opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking the white horse into his belly.

Seeing Xiaobailong actually eat the white horse right in front of him, Sun Wukong was immediately enraged and swung his staff to attack.

Xiaobailong hurriedly blocked Sun Wukong's attack, but how could he block Sun Wukong's attack? After only a few rounds, he was beaten into the river by Sun Wukong and dared not come out.

Sun Wukong was not about to let it go; he kept making his Golden-Hooped Rod grow larger and stirred it in the water. A huge whirlpool was created in the river, slowly revealing Xiaobailong's dragon body. Sun Wukong immediately struck with his staff. In pain, Xiaobailong shouted for mercy, "This boss, it was this little brother's fault just now. I didn't know your true strength, so please don't hold it against me. I'll compensate you with the white horse, okay? I will never hang out on the streets again. Ouch, it hurts, stop hitting me."

Seeing the miserable state Sun Wukong had beaten Xiaobailong into, Tang Seng felt a sense of compassion and said to Sun Wukong, "Wukong, one should be forgiving when possible; just let this Xiaobailong go."

Hearing Tang Seng's words, Sun Wukong wished he could take his staff and smash Tang Seng's head. Damn it, now you know about being forgiving when possible? Why do you always make me wear that piece-of-trash hat, you shameless monk? But Sun Wukong still stopped his hand.

Seeing that Sun Wukong stopped hitting him because he listened to Tang Seng, Xiaobailong immediately crawled in front of Tang Seng and bowed in thanks, "Thank you, Master, for your benevolence. Thank you, Master. I do not know the Master's dharma name; I, the little dragon, will definitely enshrine you in the future."

"This poor monk is Xuanzang; the benefactor need not be so polite," Tang Seng said with his hands pressed together.

"Xuanzang? You are Xuanzang, the monk Xuanzang who made me wait for three hundred years!" Xiaobailong shouted loudly after hearing Tang Seng's words.

"How are you talking to my Master? Are you asking for a beating again?" Sun Wukong threatened from the side.

"No, no, you are Master Xuanzang! I am Xiaobailong. A few hundred years ago, I made a small mistake and was locked here by that woman, Guanyin Pusa, telling me to wait for a person named Xuanzang and follow him to fetch the scriptures. Since you are Xuanzang, I will hang out with you from now on. This powerful Monkey Brother must be the First Senior Disciple, right? Please look after your little brother in the future," Xiaobailong said flatteringly to Sun Wukong.

"Easy to say, easy to say. It's just that the Master's horse has been eaten by you, so you should turn into a horse for my Master to ride. That's it, very good," Sun Wukong said.

"What? Let me, the handsome and dashing Xiaobailong who fights alone, act as a white horse? I dare not, I dare not," Xiaobailong hurriedly refused.

"What's this, you're unwilling?" Sun Wukong said while stroking the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand.

Looking at Sun Wukong's threat, Xiaobailong fully displayed his thug nature and immediately said righteously, "Don't threaten me. Even if you beat me to death, I will not serve as a mount for the Master! However, in order to help the Master fetch the true scriptures as soon as possible, I voluntarily serve as the Master's mount, not because I am threatened by you."

"Yes, it's not that I threatened you; it's that you are voluntary. Alright then, turn into a white horse and carry the Master to continue the journey west," Sun Wukong said teasingly.

Xiaobailong immediately turned into a spirited white horse. Tang Seng walked up, mounted him, and carried by him, continued the journey forward.