Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Hearing this, Sun Wukong and Zhu Ganglie laughed, "Are you sure?"

The talkative Tang Sanzang, seeing the strange, deathly stares of the few before him, felt somewhat panicked, but at the moment, he definitely did not want to face Sun Wukong's terrifying strike.

"The Bodhisattva said that Tang Sanzang is the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, just an ordinary person… He must have had some kind of secret treasure on him that helped him withstand that strike. His own strength definitely isn't as great as mine…" he muttered to himself, then nodded vigorously, "Yes, I'm sure!"

Sun Wukong and the others collectively took a step back, "Alright then, let's hit the road."

The talkative Tang Sanzang hadn't even reacted when the less talkative Tang Sanzang stepped forward, his demeanor meek, and said, "We're all civilized here, how about we settle this with a war of words?"

Seeing the other's cowardice, the talkative Tang Sanzang suddenly felt confident and roared, "A war of words, my ass! We're going to fight, the kind that settles both rank and life and death!"

The less talkative Tang Sanzang said with a naïve face, "But I'm scared…"

"Scared? It's already too late! Tremble, fear, you little baldy!"

While speaking, the talkative Tang Sanzang, following the principle of striking first to gain the upper hand, no longer held back. He roared and threw a punch directly at the other's face!

Bang!

The talkative Tang Sanzang felt like his fist had hit steel, the pain almost bringing tears to his eyes.

The less talkative Tang Sanzang looked at him with a meek and helpless expression, "I am really scared…"

"Scared my ass!" The talkative Tang Sanzang swung his fists in a torrential downpour at the less talkative Tang Sanzang, the sound of thuds incessant…

After dozens of punches, the talkative Tang Sanzang looked at his swollen fists and whined, "Aren't you an ordinary person? This is too outrageous… You must have some kind of protective talisman on you! Fair and square, let's fight one on one without talismans!"

The less talkative Tang Sanzang weakly said, "Can't you just listen to me finish talking? I'm not scared, I'm afraid—of killing you!"

As he said the last three words, Tang Sanzang's expression gradually turned fierce, as he threw a punch!

"Manifestation Fist!"

Boom!

The talkative Tang Sanzang, watching the mountain-size fist, saw his usually bald head suddenly sprout a tuft of black hair…

Initially, Tang Sanzang had just thrown a casual punch, but seeing the fake's head suddenly grow hair, his eyes instantly turned red, "Mocking me for being bald, huh? Die!"

At the critical moment, the fake Tang Sanzang threw a spirit talisman into the void, creating a portal from which a Bodhisattva emerged, smiling and saying, "Tang Sanzang, stop, this is all a misunderstanding… Oh my… why is it him?!"

The fake Tang Sanzang didn't pay attention to what the Bodhisattva was saying and immediately cried out:

"Bodhisattva, save me!"

The newcomer was an old acquaintance, Bodhisattva Lingji.

Bodhisattva Lingji rapidly glanced over the terrible scene—an expressionless monk, a monkey, a pig, a muscle man, a big horse head—and then at the fake Tang Sanzang, immediately scolding, "Evil creature, what are you yelling about? I don't know you!"

"You…"

Boom!

The force of the fist swept through, shattering the fake Tang Sanzang's physical body, transforming him into a green-haired lion, which then howled miserably as it flew sideways, not a hair left on it…

Boom!

Miles away, on a mountain, lay a completely hairless lion, its breath exceedingly weak, murmuring, "What happened to an ordinary person… Is this TM an ordinary person? We had an agreement that my master would care for me if he was gone. Is this how you take care of me? All liars, big liars…"

Having said that, the hairless lion started crying.

On the other side, Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva was also on the verge of tears, because the bald man was looking at him.

"It's you again?" Tang Sanzang asked.

Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva gave a dry laugh and said, "Yes, what a coincidence... um, my dog is lost again, have you seen my dog? Looking at your expressions, I know you haven't seen it, right? I'm off to find the dog, goodbye!"

Having said that, Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva turned to run, but he was stopped by a bald man.

"Do you think I'm stupid? If you don't explain yourself today, I'll blow you and that hairless big cat to smithereens!"

Tang Sanzang spoke deliberately and clearly.

Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva gave a bitter smile and said, "This..."

Facing a serious Tang Sanzang, Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva knew he couldn't escape and had to start explaining.

It turned out that years ago, Manjusri Bodhisattva had come to the Crow-cock Kingdom to preach, but the King of the Crow-cock Kingdom had mistaken him for a fake bodhisattva and captured him, stripping him naked and soaking him in the river for three long years.

Buddhism teaches about cause and effect. The king had soaked Manjusri Bodhisattva for three years, and his retribution arrived.

One of Manjusri Bodhisattva's mounts, the blue-haired lion shapeshifted into a True Taoist and came to the Crow-cock Kingdom, pushing the king of the kingdom into a well, where he soaked for three years.

It was merely a repayment in kind.

Tang Sanzang then understood the cause and effect involved...

Seeing Tang Sanzang's softened expression, Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva pleaded, "Senior, actually, aside from seeking retribution for cause and effect, this lion creature hasn't done any other evil deeds. On the contrary, he has been diligently protecting the Crow-cock Kingdom for years, ensuring the weather is favorable and the nation is peaceful... His sins are not worthy of death."

The lion creature, having regained some of his strength, nodded vigorously and said, "I really haven't done any evil."

"Nonsense! You took over someone's foundation, occupied their palaces, and for three years, you must have tormented their concubines, right?" Zhu Ganglie bellowed.

Upon hearing this, Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva laughed and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, you are unaware, but he is a castrated lion, completely incapable of sexual affairs, so where's the talk of tormenting anyone?"

Zhu Ganglie was stunned, lifted a leg of the lion creature, looked at it, and indeed it was flat...

Zhu Ganglie grimaced and said, "Your Lingshan's bodhisattvas are really ruthless."

At that moment, Sun Wukong asked, "Since he was Manjusri Bodhisattva's mount, how did you get here?"

Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva gave a bitter smile, looking at Tang Sanzang and said, "Manjusri Bodhisattva was killed by this senior, just reincarnated, and hasn't returned to Lingshan yet. His mounts are all being fostered by me now..."

Sun Wukong and the others suddenly understood.

That's when Tang Sanzang said, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't kill that bodhisattva, he was too stubborn and chose self-destruction. Moreover, his soul shattered on its own volition."

Facing the fierce bald man, what could Spirit Manjusri Bodhisattva say? He simply nodded slightly and said, "Senior is correct..."

With things cleared up, Tang Sanzang no longer wanted to trouble the lion creature.

In fact, Tang Sanzang had long realized that the lion creature was not bad, because although Tang Sanzang couldn't discern others' Methods of Transformation, he could see the merits and sins in a person.

The lion creature not only lacked sin but also possessed considerable merit, which was why, despite the lion creature's weak strength, he wasn't blown to death by Tang Sanzang with a single punch...

"Alright, since things are cleared up, you can take this lion back, but the three-year period for the King of the Crow-cock Kingdom is also up, shouldn't you also revive him?" Tang Sanzang remembered the King.