Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

After all, those strong individuals enslaved by the Main God Giant Light Ball had long been rebellious, otherwise Wang Buchou wouldn't have escaped in his past life.

Primordial World, Great Qin Empire, within the Chen Mansion.

After comforting the hordes of wives and concubines, Chen Sanzang had started preparing to embark on a westward journey from the Great Qin Empire to fetch the scriptures.

There was no choice; after returning from the Great Qin Heavenly Prison, not only did Old Xi inform him that the Westward Journey calamity had fully begun, but Emperor Shi also urged him to head west.

Even more shameless was The Bodhisattva Guanyin, who dragged him into the Dream Space every few days. They would intimately discuss scriptures and philosophy, making those who didn't know them think the two were having a romantic rendezvous in the Dream Space with no one else around!

Of course, in the Dream Space, Chen Sanzang was being brainwashed by The Bodhisattva Guanyin over and over again.

If it weren't for Old Xi's strength, Chen Sanzang felt he surely would have been transformed into a fool by people from the Buddhist Sect!

"Damn it, if I didn't know that The Bodhisattva Guanyin was originally Ci Hang Daoist, a man turned woman, commonly known as a transvestite, I'd definitely have dealt with him!"

After giving instructions to his wives and children, Chen Sanzang took out the treasures he acquired over the years and handed them over to his many wives and concubines, instructing them to take good care of the household. Then he picked up his backpack and walked out of the mansion gate.

The first stop was, of course, to rescue Little Kongkong!

How could he assemble his Buddhist Sect's gang without a thug?

Isn't Little Kongkong a rare super hitman?

As his number one henchman, he was worth training. Chen Sanzang believed that after his personal training, knocking a bump on The Buddha's head wouldn't be a problem!

"Step by step, walk over mountains and rivers slowly, by the way, aren't you supposed to give me a white horse?"

After leisurely strolling out of the Great Qin Capital Xianyang City, Chen Sanzang suddenly realized, what happened to his horse?

Chen Sanzang cursed and swore as he walked out of the Great Qin Capital.

It's not surprising he was upset; even Tang Seng's standard white horse was denied him, how was he supposed to fish out the Little White Dragon at Yingchou River?

Without The White Dragon Horse, does he really have to walk all the way to the Western Heaven one step at a time?

As a dignified Taiyin Golden Immortal, if he flies for a few days and nights, he can reach Da Leiyin Temple to complete the scripture-fetching mission, could he really be stupid enough to walk?

Or, ride a monkey or pig to the Western Heaven?

Just thinking about the image of riding on Little Kongkong or Little Piggy made Chen Sanzang shiver in distaste, way too damn outlandish.

Heaven and Earth have countless Immortals and Buddhas, yet no one has ever seen a mount that is a monkey or pig!

"The White Dragon Horse might not be available, but temporarily making a mount is still possible. Sanzang, do you think riding a pig or a fish monster would be better?"

Old Xi's voice was laced with mockery.

"Why no White Dragon Horse? How could my handsome White Dragon be absent? Without Tang Seng riding the white horse, how am I supposed to charm those female demons?"

Chen Sanzang was very dissatisfied; although not every prince rides a white horse, riding a white horse made him Tang Sanzang!

"Because the Ancestral Dragon is also in our camp, so although Little White Dragon will join this Westward Journey, it won't be a mount this time."

Zhu Ganglie belongs to Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, Sha Wujing is a person of the Jade Emperor, having them as mounts is not a bad choice, right?

Who says Tang Sanzang must accept them as disciples?

"Have you seen a deity riding a pig or fish as a mount? That would be laughed to death by peers! Do I have no dignity?"

Chen Sanzang rebuked angrily.

"You can also change to other mounts, like eyeing a female demon, and directly letting her reveal her original form, carrying you daily isn't it? You can ride to travel by day, and relax and stretch in the evening, right?"

Old Xi chuckled, giving bad ideas.

"It's not impossible, for example, that Jade-faced Fox, just Old Niu's threat is somewhat significant."

Chen Sanzang's attention was instantly misled by some system.

"Planning a good strategy, Jade-faced Fox still has some chance to become a mount, but aren't seven little spiders better to ride? Ride one a day, with different colors every day, isn't that more fun?"

"That could work, it's said seven little spiders lack background, taking them as mounts without much hassle, it's quite promising."

Chen Sanzang wiped the tears at the corner of his mouth, his mind suddenly filled with imagination.

As for the Thousand-Eyed Centipede Spirit behind the seven little spiders, what's that thing?

A mere Little Demon King of Taiyi Realm, perfect for transcending, besides, its body can be brewed into wine, right?

Watching Chen Sanzang drool, Old Xi chuckled, even starting to plot a powerful scheme.

Just then, a small tiger jumped out from the bushes not far away. Before it could roar and show its might, Chen Sanzang leapt up and sat on the little tiger's back.

"A mere little demon can temporarily serve as a mount!"

In the original Journey to the West, Tang Seng had just arrived at the Great Tang Border, encountering a fierce tiger.

The two servants given to him by Tang Emperor were eaten by this Little Tiger Demon, while he was saved by a hunter.

But the hunter wasn't compassionate, turning out to be a Heavenly Immortal who came down specifically to share merits.

Currently, within the Great Qin Empire, wild little demons mostly abide by the rules, staying put on their parcel of land, with no chance of attacking Humans.

Thus, this suddenly appearing small tiger must have been arranged deliberately by someone.

Hence, Chen Sanzang showed no mercy, sitting on the little tiger's back, and rudely slapped the tiger on the back of its head.

This slap wasn't light, directly smacking the small tiger demon until stars swirled in its eyes, swaying left and right for a while before it managed to stand firm.

The little tiger was smart, knowing that the person sitting on its back was powerful and possessed Divine Skills. Therefore, it stood quietly, even whimpering softly a few times, appearing pitiable.

"Hey, still feeling wronged? I'm a learned high monk, obediently serve as my mount for a while, or I'll transcend you!"

Chen Sanzang tapped on the little tiger demon's forehead, then waved a palm towards a nearby tree, sending out a gust of wind that blew wildly, kicking up sand and pebbles.

After the palm wind passed, the tree had already been snapped in two, its branches and leaves turned to countless fragments scattered everywhere.

The small tiger shivered abruptly, its previously erect tail instantly tucked under its crotch, its stature lowering a few degrees, making its back more suitable for riding.

"Hey, teachable indeed, little tiger, let's move."

With a light pat on the little tiger's butt, the terrified little tiger demon started moving gently, without any bumpiness, letting Chen Sanzang feel no shock during the movement.

"That's it, obey, walk slowly, then I'll give you a chance in the future."

Chen Sanzang nodded contentedly, lying directly on the broad tiger back, hanging his travel backpack on the tiger's tail.

"Old Xi, can you detect any anomaly around?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, Chen Sanzang asked the system with a serious face.

"Can there be no anomaly? Just out of the Great Qin Empire capital Xianyang City, already encountering such a small tiger demon, who knows which stupid deity planned this disaster without using their brain."

Old Xi complained while turning the anomaly detected earlier into a video, showing it to Chen Sanzang.

In the footage, a figure hid between the clouds at high altitude, staring open-mouthed at the leisurely little tiger carrying Chen Sanzang forward.

That deity, with three eyes on his head, who else but Erlang God?

Chen Sanzang's mouth twitched a bit.

He truly hadn't expected Erlang God to do something so foolish.

"Did Erlang God offend someone? Didn't anyone tell him I'm cultivating immortality?"

After all, he's cultivated into a Taiyin Golden Immortal, not much different from Erlang God, didn't that guy investigate beforehand?