Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

After all, those strong ones enslaved by the Main God Giant Light Ball have long since harbored rebellion, otherwise, Wang Buchou wouldn't have escaped in his previous life.

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

After consoling his many wives and concubines, Chen Sanzang began preparing to set out from the Great Qin Empire on a Westward Journey to retrieve 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 catastrophe had fully commenced, but even Emperor Shi urged him to embark on the quest.

The most shameless was The Bodhisattva Guanyin, who dragged him into the Dream Space every few days, where they seemed to engage intimately in discussing scriptures and doctrines. If one didn't know better, they'd think the two were engaging in romantic escapades in the Dream Space!

Of course, in the Dream Space, Chen Sanzang was repeatedly brainwashed by The Bodhisattva Guanyin.

If it weren't for Old Xi being supportive, Chen Sanzang felt he would surely be transformed into a fool by the Buddhist Sect.

"Damn it, if I didn't know The Bodhisattva Guanyin's previous incarnation was Ci Hang Daoist, a man turned woman, commonly known as a human demon, I'd want to deal with him properly!"

After giving some instructions to his wives, concubines, and children, Chen Sanzang took out the treasures he had obtained over the years and handed them all over to the many wives and concubines, instructing them to duly take care of their home before packing his bags and stepping out of the mansion.

The first stop was naturally to rescue Little Kongkong.

If he wanted to build his own dark force within the Buddhist Sect, how could he do without some henchmen?

Isn't Little Kongkong a rare super henchman?

As his number one subordinate, he's worth cultivating. Chen Sanzang believed that, after his training, it would be no problem to bash Tathagata's head!

"Step by step, slowly across a thousand mountains and rivers, wasn't there supposed to be a White Horse for me?"

After leisurely walking out of Xianyang City, the capital of the Great Qin Empire, Chen Sanzang suddenly realized, "Where's my horse?"

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

It's no wonder he cursed; without the standard Tang Seng's White Horse, how could he fish out Little White Dragon when passing Yingchou River?

Without the White Dragon Horse, does he really have to walk step by step to the Western Heaven?

He's a dignified Taiyin Golden Immortal; flying for a few days and nights would be enough to reach Da Leiyin Temple and complete the scripture retrieval task. Does he really have to walk like an idiot?

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

Just imagining riding Little Kongkong or Little Pig makes Chen Sanzang shiver; it's too lacking in dignity.

There's countless numbers of Immortals and Buddhas in the heavens and earth, none of them have monkeys or pigs as mounts!

"There might not be a White Dragon Horse, but a temporary mount can still be arranged. Sanzang, do you think it's better to have a pig or a fish demon as a mount?"

Old Xi's voice carried a humorous tone.

"Why is there no White Dragon Horse? How can my handsome White Dragon Horse be absent? Without the White Horse, Tang Seng can't charm those female demons!"

Chen Sanzang was quite dissatisfied, even if a White Horse rider isn't necessarily a prince, riding a White Horse like him makes him Tang Sanzang!

"Because Ancestral Dragon is also within our ranks, this time, although Little White Dragon will join, he won't transform into a mount."

Zhu Ganglie belongs to Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, and Sha Wujing belongs to the Jade Emperor. Letting them be mounts is also a good choice, isn't it?

Who's stipulated that Tang Sanzang must take them as disciples?

"Have you seen a God with a pig or fish as a mount? Wouldn't that be laughed to death by peers? Don't I need dignity?"

Chen Sanzang retorted angrily.

"You can also choose another mount, like picking a female demon you fancy, letting her reveal her true form and carry you daily, can't you? Ride during the day, and relax your muscles at night?"

Old Xi chuckled sinisterly, suggesting bad ideas.

"It's not impossible, huh, like that Jade-faced Fox, though Old Niu's intimidation is somewhat great."

Chen Sanzang was immediately led astray by some system.

"By planning well, Jade-faced Fox has a chance of being a mount, but wouldn't the seven little spiders make for better rides? Riding one a day, different colors each day, wouldn't that be more thrilling?"

"This is feasible, I've heard the seven little spiders have no background, bringing them over as mounts is quite promising, huh."

Chen Sanzang wiped the tears at the corner of his mouth, instantly imagining the scene in his mind.

As for the Thousand-Eyed Centipede Spirit behind the seven little spiders, what kind of thing is that?

Just a Taiyi Realm Little Demon King, good for transcending, the body can even be used to soak wine, right?

Watching Chen Sanzang drool, Old Xi chuckled and began plotting a powerful drama.

At this time, from the nearby grass, a little tiger suddenly jumped out, but before it could roar and show its might, Chen Sanzang leapt and abruptly mounted the little tiger's back.

"A mere little demon, temporarily using it as a mount is okay!"

In the original "Journey to the West", Tang Seng had just reached the Great Tang Border when he encountered a fierce tiger.

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

However, the hunter wasn't a good sort, but a Heavenly Immortal come down to distribute merits.

Now, within the Great Qin Empire, wild little demons are generally well-behaved, abiding peacefully within their territories with no chance of jumping out to attack humans.

Therefore, this suddenly appearing little tiger was definitely planned by some people.

So Chen Sanzang showed no mercy, directly sitting on the little tiger's back and slapping the back of its head unceremoniously.

The slap was heavy, causing the Little Tiger Demon to see stars and sway from side to side for a while before barely stabilizing itself.

The little tiger was savvy, knowing that the person riding him was someone with great talent and Divine Skills, so it stood obediently and whimpered a few times, appearing pitifully.

"Hey, are you aggrieved? I am a high monk who has attained enlightenment, so obediently serve as my mount for a while, or I'll transcend you!"

Chen Sanzang tapped the Little Tiger Demon's forehead, then slapped a palm toward a nearby big tree, creating a gust of palm wind. Suddenly, a fierce wind blew, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

When the palm wind passed, the big tree had already snapped into two sections at its waist, with its branches and leaves turned into scattered debris covering the area.

The little tiger shivered, its originally upright tail clamped instantly between its legs, lowering its body to be more fit for riding.

"Hey, teachable child. Come on, little tiger, let's go."

With a light slap on the little tiger's butt, this terrified Little Tiger Demon stepped forward gently, without any trace of a bump, making Chen Sanzang feel no motion at all.

"That's obedient, go slower, and I'll grant you an opportunity later."

Chen Sanzang nodded with satisfaction, then lay down directly on the spacious tiger's back, hanging his luggage on the tiger's tail.

"Old Xi, any unusual activity detected around?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, Chen Sanzang asked the system seriously.

"How could there be no abnormalities? Just leaving Xianyang City, the capital of the Great Qin Empire, and encountering such a Little Tiger Demon, doesn't some idiotic Immortal design this hardship think properly?"

Old Xi spat while projecting the abnormalities it had detected into a video for Chen Sanzang to watch.

In the high sky, a figure hid among the clouds, gazing dumbfoundedly at the little tiger leisurely carrying Chen Sanzang forward.

This Immortal, with three eyes on his head, who else but Erlang God?

Chen Sanzang's mouth twitched.

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

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

After all, even becoming a Taiyin Golden Immortal, the gap with Erlang God isn't big, doesn't this guy investigate beforehand?