Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Chapter 111 Real Bamboo Shoots!

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang was at a loss for words, as these guys contradicted him as easily as flipping through a book.

With a tone of disappointment, Tang Sanzang said, "Monks, do not lie!"

The group across looked at him with tilted heads, and their expressions clearly said, "We're not monks."

Tang Sanzang was speechless once again...

At that moment, the King of the Sacrifice Nation spoke up, "Since the names differ, why is the name on this travel pass exactly the same?"

Tang Sanzang immediately replied, "Your Majesty, they stole my travel pass and copied it."

Then, Tang Sanzang, with a sneer, looked at Tang Sanzang and said, "Still claiming you haven't impersonated me? What about this travel pass then?"

Tang Sanzang, unconcerned, said, "Isn't it just going to the Western Heaven? I don't have official documents, so I just borrowed yours to copy and use. It's just that I copied too much and included the name. If you want it different, that's easy... Wujing!"

Sha Wujing waved his hand, and the travel pass flew over. Then, right in front of all the civil and military ministers and the King, he directly made some changes, changing the original 'Tang Sanzang' to 'Tang Sanzang.'

Then Tang Sanzang threw the travel pass back and said, "Now it's different, happy now?"

The crowd was collectively dumbfounded once again...

Didn't he even try to hide his forgery?

Such blatant action, he clearly didn't see them as people!

The face of the King of the Sacrifice Nation turned from green to pale, looking like he was about to explode any moment.

The abbot quickly spoke up, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. The treasured relic of our Golden Light Temple, Shariputra, was indeed recovered by Master Tang Sanzang and his disciples."

Upon hearing this, the King recalled the matter about Shariputra.

Thinking of Shariputra's return, making Sacrifice Nation regain its grand nation status, his expression improved significantly, and he cleared his throat to say, "Enough. You're just passing through Sacrifice Nation, not citizens of this country. Who's real and who's fake among you, I don't wish to meddle too much. Let the outcomes be determined by Mount Ling and your Great Tang Nation.

However, since this monk has helped us retrieve Shariputra, that itself is a great merit.

Monk, if you have any wishes, I will fulfill one within my power as a token of gratitude, how about that?"

Tang Sanzang stroked his chin, glanced at Tang Sanzang, and then said with a smirk, "Sure, my wish is not to issue him a travel pass!"

Pfft!

At this remark, many in the audience couldn't help but burst out laughing almost uncontrollably.

The King of the Sacrifice Nation was equally bewildered, what a mean request!

Tang Sanzang glared furiously, "Tang Sanzang, don't go too far!"

Tang Sanzang grinned contentedly, "Tang Sanzang, I am going too far, what can you do about it?"

"You!" Tang Sanzang flexed his muscles!

Tang Sanzang backed away, his four disciples guarding him, especially Zhu Ganglie and Sha Wujing, whose sheer size completely intimidated Tang Sanzang.

Unable to fight or outsmart him, Tang Sanzang yelled in frustration, "Where is Jayendra?"

After waiting a long time, no Jayendra appeared.

On the roof, eighteen Jayendras sat in a row.

"Golden Cicada is calling us."

"Let's not go."

"Right, don't go."

"I heard the three Bodhisattvas were nearly bankrupted by Tang Sanzang's extortion. If we go, we might end up losing our marrow."

"Losing some marrow isn't the issue, I'm afraid we might not return at all."

Everyone nodded, then collectively chose to play deaf.

In the great hall, Tang Sanzang called out a few more times but still, no one responded.

Sun Wukong cleared his throat and said, "Stop calling, if you call for Bodhisattva right now, even Bodhisattva won't show up, let alone a few Kara protectors. If I were you, I'd just concede... Facing this guy, conceding isn't shameful."

However, Tang Sanzang shouted fearlessly, "I absolutely will not concede!"

Tang Sanzang spoke faintly, "Wukong, this monk has had a tough journey. How about you take him back to the Great Tang?"

At these words, everyone turned to look at Tang Sanzang, their eyes clearly saying, "Are you even human?"

Tang Sanzang said earnestly, "I'm doing this for his own good. Since he can't even get the pass permits, he won't be able to cross the kingdom of Jisai. Rather than squatting here, it's better to go back early."

Tang Sanzang exclaimed angrily, "Tang Sanzang, don't be too excessive!"

Tang Sanzang immediately added, "Wukong, I heard that Mount Huaguo has nice scenery, why don't you take him there instead?"

Tang Sanzang's eyeballs were about to pop out.

The Great Tang Nation is located in the Southern continent, relatively close to the Western continent. The journey to Mount Ling would have been eighty-one thousand miles. Though not nearly close, there was at least something to look forward to.

But Mount Huaguo was located in the Oolong nation to the far east of the Divine East continent.

Not to mention that Oolong nation was surrounded by the sea—to reach the Western continent, one would first have to cross the ocean to reach the Southern continent, and then travel all the way to the Western continent.

With such a distance, Tang Sanzang no longer had any concept of distance...

He even doubted whether he could ever reach Mount Ling in his lifetime.

Tang Sanzang glared angrily, about to start scolding.

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Sun Wukong quickly said, "Just shut up, say another two words, and my master might throw you to the Northern continent or the Great Desert..."

Then, Sun Wukong kindly covered Tang Sanzang's mouth and, with a leap, took him toward Mount Huaguo.

Watching the departing Tang Sanzang, Tang Sanzang waved and said, "Brother, be sure not to give up, you must catch up!"

"Damn it!"

Looking at this cunning baldy, Tang Sanzang finally cursed out the first curse of his life...

Although not very harsh, in that moment, Tang Sanzang actually felt a surge of relief... This was the pleasure of venting anger.

Less enlightened, Tang Sanzang frowned, seemingly delving into some Zen introspection.

Having sent Tang Sanzang off, Tang Sanzang turned back to look at the King of Jisai, smiling slightly with a radiant smile.

However, the King looked at Tang Sanzang as if seeing a meter-tall bamboo shoot, the assessment very fitting—true bamboo indeed!

But regardless, to them, Tang Sanzang was just a minor episode. Although he was from the Great Tang Nation, the kingdom of Jisai was far from the Great Tang Nation and wasn't really concerned about it.

Thus, the King of Jisai waved his hand grandly, "Set up a grand feast to celebrate Shariputra's return, and also to thank the monk for his righteous deeds!"

The whole place erupted in cheers!

However, Sun Wukong, the Six-Eared Macaque, Zhu Ganglie, Sha Wujing, and others exchanged secret looks, seeing the gravity in each other's eyes...

As the crowd dispersed, Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque were just about to sneak away when Tang Sanzang's voice came, "Wukong, Little Six, Wujing, Wufan, come here, your master has some things that I can't figure out and want to discuss with you."

Outside, Sun Wukong, the Six-Eared Macaque, and others were gathered, discussing how to prevent the baldy from attending the victory banquet.

After all, there would definitely be alcohol at a victory banquet, and if they really drank, it would be a big trouble.

Thinking about their own safety, they must stop it.

Suddenly hearing Tang Sanzang's shout, everyone panicked. The sky was about to darken, and with the baldy calling them at this time, they feared they might not have time to stop him...