Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now.

"That's good, that's good."

She handed the brocade robe and the nine-ringed staff to Chen Xuanzang, saying, "These are sacred treasures of Buddhism, which cannot be obtained by those who are not destined to receive them."

"The Buddhism in the East is Hinayana and Mahayana, while the Great Thunder Temple in the West has the Mahayana Buddhist Tripitaka, which can universally save all sentient beings and resolve all grievances in the world."

"Are you willing to travel to the Western Paradise to obtain the true scriptures?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "This humble monk is willing!"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as Guanyin spoke, she transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

This miraculous scene caused all the people and monks present to kneel down and shout that the Bodhisattva had appeared.

Only the Emperor on the dragon throne remained indifferent, as if he had only watched a passable performance.

He stood up, looked down at Chen Xuanzang who was holding the sacred treasure and looking excited, and said in a calm tone, "Since it is the Bodhisattva's decree, then you may go."

"I bestow upon you the imperial surname, Dong, and the title Sanzang."

"Set off immediately to the Western Paradise to obtain the Buddhist scriptures."

After saying that, he turned around and left Huasheng Temple surrounded by a group of guards.

He has fulfilled his orders from above. As for whether this bald monk can retrieve the scriptures, what does it matter to him?

If it weren't for the fact that he had to go through the motions, he wouldn't bother watching this boring show.

The Eastern Dynasty, under the rule of the Eastern Emperor of Heaven, receives its fortune. Unless something particularly disruptive happens in the human world, it will generally not change dynasties.

This so-called Mahayana Buddhism was nothing but a pile of waste paper to our ancestor, Donghuang Taiyi.

Chapter 322 The Lichs Join Forces, Wukong Splits the Mountain

Wild world.

In the Nine Netherworlds, within the Hall of Reincarnation.

This place is the core of the six realms of reincarnation, where countless souls cycle through life, severing ties with their past lives and beginning a new one.

In the center of the main hall, Houtu, the representative of the underground passage, sat quietly in meditation.

Suddenly, her eyes, which seemed to see through countless ages, slowly opened. Her gaze pierced through the barrier of the underworld, crossed endless space, and landed on the Eastern Sanzang, who was walking step by step towards the west on the primordial land.

Within that mortal body lies a wisp of the Golden Cicada's essence. Though it is already the tenth incarnation, it is still the key piece that triggers this great calamity of heaven and earth.

"Chi You".

Houtu's words, though spoken in a calm tone, instantly resounded throughout the entire Samsara Palace.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stepped into the palace. It was Chi You, the war lord of the prehistoric human race and also the great shaman of the witch race.

"Your Majesty," Chi You knelt on one knee, his voice heavy.

Houtu withdrew her gaze from Dong Sanzang and looked at Chi You, slowly asking, "Ancestral Witch True Spirit, are you ready?"

“回禀娘娘！”

Chi You raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanaticism, and said, "The true spirits of all the Ancestral Witches are already prepared, waiting only for the Eastern Tripitaka to arrive at the former Buzhou Mountain ruins, using his Buddhist fortune and the origin of Jin Chanzi as a guide."

"It will shake the very fabric of time and space, stirring up memories of the Lich Age. At that time, the eleven Ancestral Witches will be able to seize this opportunity to defy the heavens and return!"

"good."

Houtu nodded, her gaze shifting as she looked once more towards the Heavenly Court beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

After a long while, Houtu spoke softly, looking down at Chiyou, "I have already discussed this matter with Donghuang Taiyi."

"The war between the Lich King and the Demon King is a destiny ordained by Heaven, and it is also an eternal pain in our hearts."

"Donghuang Taiyi's elder brother Dijun, sister-in-law Xihe, and my eleven elder brothers and sisters all perished in that great calamity."

"As long as Dong Sanzang is ready, when the time is right, Donghuang Taiyi and I will join forces to unleash our supreme power, cross the river of time and space, reverse cause and effect, and rescue them from their inevitable death at the end of the Lich War."

If these words were to reach the primordial world, they would surely stir up a monstrous wave!

Below the level of a sage, who dares to claim they can reverse time and change the outcome of a great calamity?

This is no longer a supernatural power, but rather it touches upon the most fundamental taboo of the Heavenly Dao!

But when Houtu said it, it sounded so natural.

She embodies reincarnation and wields the power of the earth, while Donghuang Taiyi is the Heavenly Emperor and a Primordial Great Luo Immortal. When the two join forces, the former can contend against the Heavenly Dao, and the latter can rescue people—it's more than enough for them.

Upon hearing this, Chi You's tiger-like body trembled.

Reviving the Ancestral Witches is already an act against the will of Heaven.

But the Empress actually wants to join forces with Donghuang Taiyi to rescue the Demon Emperor Jun and the Heavenly Empress Xihe?

"Your Majesty, this..."

"No need for further explanation."

Houtu interrupted him, "This is a deal between me and Donghuang Taiyi."

"I obstructed the Heavenly Way, but the Eastern Emperor saved people."

"The feud between the lich and the demon has long since faded away over the endless years."

"Now that we share a common goal, let's join forces for the time being!"

"Go to the Heavenly Court and inform Donghuang Taiyi about this matter, so that he can make preparations."

"Yes, madam!"

Chi You suppressed his shock and respectfully accepted the order.

He immediately rose, transformed into a streak of blood-red light, rushed out of the Samsara Palace, and headed straight for the Heavenly Court.

……

Meanwhile, on the official road in the human realm.

Dong Sanzang rode a white horse, carrying a bag on his back, and walked westward step by step.

He had been traveling for several days since leaving the capital of the Eastern Dynasty. Far from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by desolate ancient roads, he felt extremely lonely.

Just as he was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures to calm his mind, a streak of light streaked across the sky and landed precisely on the open ground beside him.

The light faded, revealing a figure.

The newcomer was dressed in golden chainmail, wore a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and wore lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes. He held a gleaming golden iron rod, had a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth, and his golden eyes shone brightly.

It was Sun Wukong.

The monk was startled by the scene, and his white horse reared up in fright and retreated repeatedly.

He steadied himself, clasped his hands together, bowed to Sun Wukong, and cautiously asked, "May I ask who this... brave warrior is?"

"What brings you to block my path?"

Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel on the ground, and the hard official road instantly cracked. He glanced at Dong Sanzang and said, "You're the bald monk who's going to the Western Paradise to fetch the scriptures?"

"This humble monk's Dharma name is Sanzang. I have been ordered by the Emperor to travel to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures," Dong Sanzang replied leisurely.

"Humph."

Sun Wukong snorted, "I, Old Sun, am the Handsome Monkey King of the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong."

“A while ago, that woman Guanyin came to my door, saying that she had received a decree from the Holy One to have me, Old Sun, escort you to the Western Paradise.”

"You don't need to worry about me, just keep on your way."

Upon hearing this, the monk was overjoyed.

He was worried about the long road ahead, with demons running rampant, and how he, a mere mortal, could safely reach the Western Paradise.

Little did he know that the Bodhisattva had already arranged for a protector. Seeing that this person possessed unparalleled divine power, he was certain that he could protect him on his journey westward.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he stepped forward, saying, "So it was the Bodhisattva who arranged this Great Sage. My apologies for my disrespect."

“Since the Great Sage is going to escort this humble monk on his journey to the West, and the journey is long and arduous, it is fate that we are here.”

"Why don't you become my disciple? I can then give you a Dharma name. We can work together as master and disciple to obtain the true scriptures. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the calm expression on Sun Wukong's face vanished instantly.

His eyes widened, revealing a fierce glint in his golden pupils, and a smirk appeared on his lips as an overwhelming aura of malevolence erupted.

"What did you say?!"

"You want me, Old Sun, to become your disciple, a mere mortal bald monk?!"

"You monk, are you tired of living?"

"Believe it or not, if I, Old Sun, were to strike you with this staff, I could smash your mortal body and your very soul into a pile of minced meat!"

A terrifying pressure descended, and Dong Sanzang felt as if he were in hell.

He looked at Sun Wukong's ferocious face and the golden cudgel raised high.

At that moment, I was so scared that I almost peed myself, and realized that I had said the wrong thing.

The one before us is not one of those docile guardian deities in the temple, but a true, unparalleled demon king, someone even Guanyin Bodhisattva must consult with.

"Great Sage, please calm your anger! It was a slip of the tongue. I dare not, I dare not!"

Dong Sanzang quickly waved his hand, fearing that Sun Wukong would strike him with his staff.

Seeing his appearance, Sun Wukong withdrew his imposing aura and coldly said, "Remember, I, Old Sun, am only cooperating with Buddhism and traveling with you."

"You go your way, and I'll go mine. Don't point fingers at me."

"Otherwise, those Koreans won't recognize you!"

"Yes, yes, this humble monk has noted it down."

Dong Sanzang nodded repeatedly, no longer daring to entertain the slightest thought of taking on a disciple.

He finally understood that this person was someone to be treated like an ancestor and should never be offended.

Buddha, why don't you choose a different one?!

Thus, this strange pilgrimage team was officially formed.