Chapter 13: No wonder everyone likes to be a rebel! It's satisfying!

"Amituofo."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and bowed her head. "Destined One, knowing fate but not accepting it. This test is complete, and can also count as one tribulation for you all."

The tense atmosphere, which was just on the verge of breaking out, eased a lot because of Guanyin Bodhisattva's words.

"The Western journey is entrusted to you four master and disciples; this monk is at ease."

As soon as the words fell, Guanyin Bodhisattva's figure disappeared from where she was.

"Did she slip away?" Tang An felt a bit sneaky.

"Did she really slip away?" The child became tough immediately. "Wow, hard-clashing with the leader, and succeeded?"

"No wonder you all like to be rebels; it's really damn satisfying!"

The system's voice sounded at this moment: "Congratulations to the host for successfully lighting up the Rebel title."

"Successfully obtained the trust of Nezha, Sun Wukong, and Yang Jian, lighting up the master-disciple relationship."

"Obtained reward: Concept-Version River God ability."

"Obtained reward spell: Seventy-two Transformations."

Tang An's eyes opened wider and wider, her surprise overflowing.

But... why didn't she feel anything?

"How do I use Seventy-two Transformations?"

System: "Host, due to the Destined One title restriction, the rewards regarding spells will only be fully rewarded to you at once after the eighty-one tribulations are completed."

"The Concept-Version River God ability can be used without spells; it is a supernatural power of 'words follow actions'."

"My god, pit-the-host system!"

Tang An looked at the Concept-Version River God supernatural power; the condition for using it must be having a river. In addition, although this supernatural power only requires speaking, it doesn't consume mana or red, it's a supernatural power of words follow actions!

She was thinking that with more system rewards, she could protect herself, and maybe give up the Western journey and rely on these three disciples to retire and slack off.

Now it seems, even for the sake of the big picture painted by the system and the Bodhisattva, she has to hard-clash the Western journey.

Fine, just treat it as a publicly funded trip.

Yang Jian and the others put away their respective magic treasures and looked at Tang An.

"Why do you insist on not giving us three the golden hoops?"

"As Guanyin Bodhisattva said, only by wearing the golden hoops can we obey you."

"Heh... hehehe..." Tang An muttered softly: "I can still tell the difference between obeying and wanting my life."

Only at this moment did Tang An understand that these three disciples were not only gods of slaughter, but also black-bellied gods of slaughter.

Just now, it wasn't Guanyin Bodhisattva's test at all, but a secret test by the three of them.

If she had agreed to let them wear the golden hoops just now, her body would probably be cold by now.

Fortunately, she bet right. Not only did she bet right, but from now on, she was also a mature rebel!

"What?" Nezha didn't hear Tang An's muttering, but anyone with eyes could see that her little expression must have had very exciting inner drama.

"I said, there's a saying that goes well." Tang An cleared her throat. "True feelings are precious, love is even higher, if for freedom, both can be thrown away."

"You are the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the True Lord Erlang, and the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea."

"You shouldn't be limited for life by a golden hoop."

"It sounds nice to call it a golden hoop, but it's not nice to call it a lifelong slave contract signed with Western Buddhism."

"It sounds nice to say it helps me use the Tight-Fillet Spell to bind you three on the Western journey. It's not nice to say that the person who gave me the golden hoops is the one who truly wants to control you."

"You might not believe it, but I grew up watching your stories

"The Great Sage, Erlang Shen, and Nezha in my heart should never look so pathetic."

"The Great Sage never bows his head, Erlang Shen cares for the world, and Nezha... Nezha spends all day staring at his pagoda wherever he goes."

Nezha had just been preparing to hear Tang An praise him, but when it got to his turn, why was it only about staring at a pagoda?

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak!" Nezha said this through gritted teeth.

Tang An chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll definitely steal that pagoda for you in the future."

"But, you..." Before she could finish, Tang An felt the world go black before her eyes.

Oh no! The adrenaline wore off.

She fell from the roof and started rolling downward.

Nezha, Wukong, and Yang Jian all flew over at the same time, but Nezha was the fastest and caught Tang An.

"She isn't dead, is she?"

Nezha placed Tang An on the ground and poked her face with his finger.

"No, Old Sun has already crossed her name off the Underworld's Life and Death Book."

Yang Jian remained the most composed. "It should be that the pressure from Guanyin Bodhisattva earlier caused her some injuries. A couple of days of rest and some nourishing food should be enough to recover."

Nezha took his words to heart.

Over the next two days, Nezha sought out all the spirits and monsters around Five Fingers Mountain.

Anything like thousand-year ginseng or ten-thousand-year lingzhi was brought to Tang An for nourishment.

"Sniffle~"

"Sniffle~"

Tang An was riding on horseback, and before she could hold it back, a nosebleed dripped down again.

Her complexion now was truly a red so deep it was almost purple.

If not for her name being crossed off the Life and Death Book, she might have been nourished to death by now.

Those who knew would say she ate too many tonics; those who didn't would think she had seen some handsome man.

"Here." Nezha untied a bag from his waist. "This is a Universe Bag I got from the Dragon Palace; the treasures are all inside."

As he spoke, Nezha took out a suit of precious armor from the Universe Bag, made of dragon scales, emitting a five-colored light; it was very beautiful.

"This is the Ten Thousand Scale Armor. Wear it for self-defense."

"Alrighty." Tang An naturally didn't refuse; aside from her occasional rebellious streak, she was mostly quite timid and cherished her little life.

Once the Ten Thousand Scale Armor was on, it didn't show, yet it tightly protected her body.

Tang An only felt as if her whole body were immersed in water, like hot spring water. It was warm and very comfortable.

"Why didn't you let me kill Ao Lie?" Nezha asked the question that had been in his heart.

"Killing Ao Lie would just be drawing hatred for you; the guy just wanted to pass the civil service exam, his crime didn't warrant death."

"Look, didn't we end up getting these treasures out of it?"

Nezha didn't care about that; after all, as a ruthless person, he feared offending dragons the least.

"Also, we can't always let those gods in heaven scam us, and we can't always be the ones taking the blame."

"We can also scam the Jade Emperor, scam Rulai, and scam Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Along this journey, we'll rob those whose crimes don't warrant death, and let them go back to their backers to complain."

"Even if we take the blame again, it doesn't matter; with enough debt, you don't feel the weight. We can just settle the account all at once later."

Nezha looked Tang An over, but didn't say anything, turned his head, and continued the journey.

If it were Nezha's nature, he would certainly kill rather than waste effort on conversion.

But this master seemed quite timid and afraid of blood. Forget it, if she didn't want to kill, then so be it.

Yang Jian turned back to look at Tang An. "Master, I haven't had a chance to say it yet, but regarding my sister, thank you, Master, for telling me in advance."

"Sanshengmu? How is she? She doesn't have 'love brain,' right? She wasn't coaxed away by Liu Yanchang, was she?"

Yang Jian's expression turned slightly gloomy at the thought.

"When I arrived, I happened to catch that scholar shamelessly lingering in the Huashan Holy Mother Temple."

"My sister was indeed coaxed out of her wits by him."

"No way? She didn't get 'love brain,' did she? She absolutely cannot have 'love brain'!" Tang An couldn't help but feel nervous; she hated reading stories where little fairies were coaxed and deceived by unscrupulous scholars.

Yang Jian's expression cleared up a little. "Master, rest assured, after I told her what you said, she seemed to wake up and threw that scholar flying away."

"She even said that after our journey to the West is over, she wants to come and thank you in person."

"That's good, that's good." Tang An patted her chest, and before she could sniffle it back, a nosebleed dripped down again.

Seeming to smell the scent of blood, a weak warning sound from an animal suddenly came from the surroundings.

Nezha and the other two also seemed to wake up instantly, surrounding Tang An and protecting her like an iron barrel.

"Is the Fifth Tribulation here so soon?"

"No, why does it sound like a fox's cry?"

"You've got to be kidding, I was just talking about it last time, can we really pick up a fox mount on the road?"