Chapter 33: The River of Flowing Sands

The heartwarming scene of the four master and disciples, one dog, and one fox appeared completely out of place next to the tearful-faced Sha Wujing.

Most explosive of all was that Tang An had actually descended into this River of Flowing Sands; before she even sank to the bottom, her form moved according to her will, as at ease as if she were the River God of the Flowing Sands herself.

"You... you can actually cross the river?"

So after all that work, he had done it for nothing?

They weren't crossing the river for the sake of crossing at all; they were purely bullying him for the sake of bullying him!

Aside from Sha Wujing, Sun Wujing and the other two were also incredibly shocked, never having imagined that Tang An possessed such an ability.

"I told you I'd perform a magic trick for you; I wouldn't lie to you, would I?"

Tang An's cheat as a concept-version River God was not obtained for free. She had long been waiting for this trial at the River of Flowing Sands to test whether this cheat was real or fake.

Of course, the prerequisite for using this cheat was that it either consumed blue or red. She had no blue, but she had long since prepared the red.

Before entering the river, she had specifically consumed the tonic medicines like thousand-year ginseng and ten-thousand-year lingzhi that Nezha had found for her last time.

At this moment, she was "hissing" as her nose bled; it was simply terrifyingly red.

"Come, throw a gold..." Tang An had originally wanted to say, throw a Golden Cudgel and try it out.

But considering the weight of the Golden Cudgel and the required amount of red consumption, she couldn't help but shiver and immediately gave up.

Then Tang An looked at Nezha, then at Yang Jian. Then she miserably discovered that the magic treasures on these great gods alone could drain her into a dried husk, and it still wouldn't be enough.

There was no other way; in the end, Tang An could only set her sights on Xiaotian Quan.

As soon as Xiaotian Quan saw this look from Tang An, it immediately understood that it had been targeted by her again.

"What do you want to do?"

She couldn't be blowing up its dog bowl again, could she? Didn't she know that moving a dog's bowl is like killing its parents!

Besides! How could she not know what that dog bowl was blown into last time!

"Nezha."

The name was called in the previous second, and the dog bowl was kicked into the River of Flowing Sands by Nezha in the next.

Xiaotian Quan bared its fangs and glared at Nezha, but Nezha turned his head to whistle, feeling too guilty to meet its gaze.

"Splash—"

The river water suddenly surged, drawing the attention of everyone present.

When that dog bowl fell into the river, Tang An immediately felt it.

It was a feeling she couldn't describe, as if in that instant, this River of Flowing Sands was her own world.

Following the thought she produced, that dog bowl which had originally sunk into the river could be retrieved by her at will.

"Next, it is time to witness a miracle."

Tang An flew out of the river surface, hovering above the water. Truly as if performing a magic trick, two objects appeared in her hands.

"Young Xiaotian Quan~ did you drop this gold dog bowl, or this silver dog bowl?"

Xiaotian Quan, which had originally been baring its fangs and ready to explode, saw the treasures in Tang An's hands and turned into a well-behaved dog in a second, panting with great joy.

Especially seeing that blinding gold and white color, it made its two eyes shine with excitement, and its tail wagged like a propeller.

"The gold one, the gold one!"

"That silver one is also fine, also fine."

"Of course, if you give them both to me, that would be best~"

Tang An shook her head and stepped onto the bank.

Under Xiaotian Quan's hopeful gaze, she took out that iron dog bowl which had been blown into a bumpy mess.

"Dishonest Xiaotian Quan, this is your actual dog bowl."

Xiaotian Quan: "!!!!"

So she was just teasing the dog for fun!

"As punishment for your dishonesty, I will reluctantly confiscate this gold dog bowl and silver dog bowl."

Tang An said she was reluctant, but in reality, the corners of her mouth were about to stretch to the back of her head.

Those were pure gold and pure silver dog bowls! Pure silver was fine, but mainly that pure gold dog bowl—just looking at it made her heart bloom with joy.

If it weren't for the shape of the dog bowl, she would have long been unable to wait to take a bite and test the texture of the pure gold dog bowl.

With this ability, after retirement, wouldn't she directly become the world's richest person!

Wahahaha, so satisfying, so satisfying!

Nezha, beside Tang An, said insidiously: "Are you sure you are teasing me to make me happy? I think you are quite happy teasing yourself."

He naturally didn't understand the temptation of gold and silver to a mortal, but... seeing Tang An so happy, he was also infected by her smile.

Yang Jian asked: "Not only do you have an Indestructible Body, but you have also mastered the method of Water Escape? The ability to conjure objects out of thin air and turn stones into gold?"

Although he was puzzled, he trusted Tang An. Because Tang An's background and her abilities had never been hidden; along the way, she had long told them everything.

After all, with Yang Jian's brain, Tang An playing little tricks in front of him was purely wishing for a slow death.

Only sincerity was the ultimate move against the three of them, the belly-black killing gods.

"Uh..." Tang An didn't know how to explain it for a moment, "It's just that this ability is very abstract and hard to explain."

"But let me tell you, I'm not bragging; when I have blue, I will definitely let you witness the terror of the God of Concepts."

"God of Concepts? Blue?" Yang Jian, Nezha, and Sun Wukong all heard something fresh; they had never heard of any God of Concepts before.

The four master and disciples walked while talking, and Tang An gave them a rough explanation.

Xiaotian Quan was raging impotently behind them; did anyone consider the feelings of this victimized dog! Did they!!!

However, when it turned its head in anger and saw Sha Wujing following them timidly, it suddenly felt refreshed.

Nothing else, just because Sha Wujing had been tricked by Tang An even more miserably than it had, and its heart immediately balanced out.

Poor Sha Wujing.

Tang An and her three disciples had walked several miles before they realized Sha Wujing was still following.

"Why are you following us?"

Sha Wujing just chuckled; he wanted to run, but the key was for them to look at what they had done! The water in that River of Flowing Sands was still boiling now!

Was he supposed to go back to eat boiled fish, or go back to peel off a layer of his skin?

"How about this, let Wukong hit you to death with a stick, and then you go back to be your Curtain-Lifting General?"

!!!

Listen, listen to what kind of talk this is!

Sha Wujing didn't understand; he accidentally broke the glaze lamp, and being punished was one thing—at worst, his crime didn't deserve death! But how did he end up meeting these living Yamas?

"You all should show some mercy; I am not that Marshal Tianpeng. Having accidentally broken the glaze lamp, I can no longer go back."

"If you truly let me go, then I will wait for the water in the River of Flowing Sands to cool down, and I will continue to be my river demon." His tone was one of hopelessness for this life.

Seeing this, Tang An thought of a sentence Nezha had once said.

She came to Sha Wujing's side, patted his shoulder, looking passionate and spirited.

"What does it matter if one is an immortal? What does it matter if one is a demon?"

"To be an immortal acting as a demon is still a demon; to be a demon cultivating the Dao is still an immortal."

"Remember! Whether you are a demon or an immortal, only you can decide!"

Sha Wujing "leaped" and knelt down right then, listening with eyes brimming with hot tears.

"No wonder you can be a master! You are truly a great master!"

"Master! I have attained enlightenment!"

Tang An nodded with great satisfaction, "Go, I believe in you."

"Yes, Master!"

Regardless of whether Tang An acknowledged him as a disciple, he kowtowed to the ground with "thuds."

From then on, he decided to turn over a new leaf, be a good demon, and cultivate the Dao with all his heart.

Also from then on, in this eight-hundred-mile River of Flowing Sands, no one ever lost their life again, and it could even ensure that in years of severe drought, the people's crops could survive.

Regardless of whether the heavens acknowledged it, the people acknowledged Sha Wujing as the River God.