Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Seeing that Lu Ze had woken up, Xing immediately went over to him.

"How is it? How is it? Do you feel anything special?"

Xing, who ate the ginseng fruit but had no physical reaction, was very curious about how others felt after eating it, so that she could have some sense of participation.

"I don't feel anything special, I just feel like I'm incredibly powerful right now, capable of taking on ten Star Treasures."

Lu Ze deliberately exaggerated, clenching his fist, his face puffed up like a pufferfish that had just been inflated.

As the saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." After living with Xilin for a long time, Lu Ze unknowingly picked up some of the girl's arrogant habits.

Xing was immediately displeased upon hearing this.

Without a word, she pulled out a baseball bat and slung it over her shoulder. Her golden eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the swollen Luze pufferfish in front of her with disdain.

"I heard you're pretty tough? How about we go out and practice?" The baseball bat tapped her shoulder lightly, the threat clearly in his voice.

"Don't say that!" Lu Ze immediately backed down.

"Aren't you supposed to be able to take on ten?" Xing took a step closer.

"Don't say that!" Lu Ze raised his hands in surrender.

And so, the two of them joked and laughed around the round table for several rounds, but never actually made a move.

Spark watched them commotion, resting her chin on her hand, occasionally tapping the table lightly to stir things up.

"Let's fight! Let's fight!"

Sun Wukong, meanwhile, crossed his legs and watched from the sidelines, showing disdain for this kindergarten-level bickering.

After playing around for a while, the four of them sat down around the round table again, and the atmosphere changed from relaxed to serious.

The script for Spark is completely ruined.

According to Zhen Yuanzi, their actions were likely under the watchful eye of the Buddha from the very beginning.

That meticulously crafted, heavily modified version of Journey to the West, those storytelling tales scattered throughout the Tang Dynasty, and those collectively erroneous memories fermenting in teahouses and taverns—in the eyes of Buddha, they were probably just an impromptu performance.

Given this, whether or not to continue the journey to the West is a direction that the group must reconsider.

Lu Ze spoke first.

"I think we still need to go on the Journey to the West."

At least a third of the tribulations Tang Sanzang encountered on his journey to the West were caused by the pets and mounts of the celestial beings.

These demons and monsters, being semi-civil servants, possess a plethora of treasures and magical artifacts, making them perfect targets for swindling.

"I agree!" Spark was the first to respond to the call.

The script's failure had no impact on her; in fact, the unexpected was more exciting for her than the predictable script.

She was now brimming with eagerness, her two ponytails rubbing against the back of the chair, and a cunning glint in her wine-red eyes.

"But are we just going to give in to that old Buddha's wishes like this?" Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the chair, his tail flicking irritably behind him.

He never imagined that after going through such a long and winding road, he still wouldn't be able to escape the Buddha's palm.

"Don't panic. With Spark around, we definitely won't let Tathagata succeed," Lu Ze said with a smile.

At the same time, he gave Spark a look.

"We'll take the scriptures and run, ruining their plans," he said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's monkey eyes darted around twice, and then he grinned.

He approved of Luze's plan.

Needless to say, Xing basically listens to Lu Ze.

"Then all four votes passed."

Lu Ze pressed his palm down on the center of the round table, grinning arrogantly.

"The Journey to the West continues—but in a wildly exaggerated version!"