Chapter 643
And after half an hour's journey, it was terribly slow, literally like a leisurely outing.
At this speed, who knows when in the year of the monkey or horse year we'll reach the Western Heaven Great Leiyin Temple and complete this Westward Journey catastrophe!
Sun Wukong initially tried to persuade Chen Sanzang with painstaking effort to at least extend the travel time a bit and walk a bit faster.
But that guy was unresponsive to persuasion, insisting that three meals a day must ensure quality and standards. Cultivation, of course, must not mistreat oneself. It's all nonsense that an Immortal should forget emotions completely; isn't eternal life for better enjoyment?
So after the monkey tried three times, he also gave up.
"Do whatever you like; I, Old Sun, won't bother anymore. If the Western bald donkeys are so capable, they should handle it themselves!"
For Sun Wukong, the most he did daily was run small errands and prepare three meals a day; otherwise, he had plenty of free time.
Dragging out the time between them, who knows how many days the man and monkey spent, they finally reached Eagles Sorrowful Stream.
The breath of the Dragon Clan made the little tiger, the mount, very uncomfortable, with signs of hesitation upon arriving here.
Luckily, Chen Sanzang spread out his Buddha Power and soothed it; the little tiger slightly returned to normal.
There's no way; the innate dignity pressure of pure Dragon class is indeed quite overwhelming in exerting pressure on the bloodline of ordinary demons.
"Old Chen, do you want to eat dragon meat?"
The intense dragon aura was felt by Sun Wukong while still outside the Eagles Sorrowful Stream.
After many days of interaction, the monkey saw what type of person Chen Sanzang was, so the first thought wasn't to tame a dragon but rather to explore how cooking could completely enhance the taste of dragon meat.
You should know, Sun Wukong also mingled within the Heavenly Palace back in the day, consuming many dishes like Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow.
He frequently visited the Lord of Stove for free meals and drinks.
As the saying goes, 'Dragon meat in heaven, donkey meat on earth.' Now encountering a dragon of pure blood, how could he not feast on it to pay respect to his five internal organs?
"Little Kongkong, don't make a fuss. The Dragon Clan is related to the big boss behind the poor monk. It might just be someone specially sent over to act as a guard for the poor monk."
Rolling his eyes, Chen Sanzang had long received some insider information from Old Xi.
Now, even the Ancestral Dragon had sided with the big boss behind Old Xi, allowing pure Dragon Sons and Dragon Grandsons to be driven by them?
Clearly, the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon King, Little White Dragon Ao Lie, was sent over as a high-level thug.
In the original work, Ao Lie was quite pitiful—not only cuckolded but accused by his own father, sent to the Dragon Stripping Platform, then rescued by the Goddess of Mercy, placed at the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, waiting for Tang Sanzang, the Jingren.
Then, this guy greedily ate Tang Sanzang's white horse, resulting in Goddess of Mercy sawing his dragon horn, stripping dragon scales, transforming him into The White Dragon Horse, ridden by a man.
Pitiful indeed!
The Little White Dragon in this life may not be as tragic as in the original, but he still couldn't escape cuckolding, still being cornered by the Nine-Headed Snake.
Yet, he was not accused by his father but instead spent some cost in an exchange of interests, resulting in Ao Lie becoming a pivotal figure in the Westward Journey disaster.
Whether he still becomes the Jingren's White Horse or the Jingren's disciple, that depends on his own fate.
"Dragon Clan at the Golden Immortal Peak, but the aura is unstable with internal injuries. As a guard, it might fall short."
Sun Wukong pouted reluctantly.
"Then shall we eat him, while Little Kongkong continues running errands for daily chores?"
Chen Sanzang retorted silently.
"No need for that, although a bit weak as a guard, just right for menial running errands to serve others."
Sun Wukong immediately altered his recent decision.
He was indeed the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, the once rebel Monkey King against the Heavenly Palace; how could he do daily chores?
"Pretentious! First, subdue this small dragon, and after some observation, if all is well, train him properly. If any issues turn up, keep him as a reserve food source; someday slackness arises, can roast and eat."
Chen Sanzang smacked his lips; truthfully, he hadn't tasted pure dragon meat; he didn't know how delicious it was.
"Little Kongkong, how about having dragon meat hotpot today? You go to the Four Seas to fetch some ingredients? After all, you're fast."
"…Preparing dragon meat hotpot right before pure Dragon Clan members, Old Chen, your heart opened up absolutely pitch black!"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, a rare trace of tears appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without another word, he flipped and vanished.
Having been locked up for so many years, out for quite some time now, and properly lured by Chen Sanzang's appetite, he also wanted to catch a dragon to feast on.
"Amitabha, Dragon Donor, after eavesdropping for so long, why not reveal yourself for a meeting?"
Chen Sanzang cared not for Sun Wukong's departure; instead, he dismounted the little tiger, sought a shady spot on a big stone, fetched out a deck chair, lay back, and set out some kitchen wares and seasonings.
Hiding in the pool within Eagles Sorrowful Stream, Little White Dragon Ao Lie was warped-faced; his dragon eyes revealed troubled look.
He hadn't seen Chen Sanzang before but could sense his immense Buddhist Power.
Clearly, this monk was no kindly type.
And the monkey who just flew away, Ao Lie certainly recognized; wasn't it Sun Wukong trapped beneath Five Elements Mountain?
The name Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong for Ao Lie, was quite resonant. Besides, his father specifically instructed him when sent to the Eagles Sorrowful Stream.