Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

He rushed back frantically, and just as he was about to scold...

The sun shone brightly again!

Taibai Jinxing said in a tearful voice, "Sun Xingjun, Honorable Sun, you're not young anymore. We shouldn't play with people like this, let's stop being mischievous, okay?"

The Sun Xingjun cried too, "I really wasn't playing with you, there's really a problem with this thing."

Taibai Jinxing wore an expression of disbelief, "The Celestial Court has been established until now, and I've seen it all along. Over so many years, the sun has never had a problem. You're telling me it can turn on and off by itself? You think I would believe that?"

The Sun Xingjun looked helpless, "This... what should I say to you?"

Taibai Jinxing pointed to the side, "Come over here, you just stand here and don't move. I want to see for myself how, without your control, Mr. Sun Xingjun, the sun can turn on and off on its own!"

Down on the ground...

"It's too bright, turn off the light!"

"Can't see, turn on the light!"

"Turn off the light!"

"Turn on the light... hmm... better turn it off."

"It feels better with the light on..."

"Turn off the light, let's take a nap."

"Can't sleep, turn on the light!"

"Still sleepy... turn off the light!"

"Where's my disciple? I can't find my disciple, turn on the light!"

"The more I look, the uglier it gets, better turn off the light!"

...

Yet, Taibai Jinxing and The Sun Xingjun just stared dumbfounded at the huge fireball that was lighting up and dimming down, flickering erratically, as if it had gone haywire.

After a long while, The Sun Xingjun said, "Lord Xingjun, as you've seen... what do you think this is about?"

Taibai Jinxing said numbly, "Uh... I'd better go back and inform the Jade Emperor. If all else fails, we might have to ask the Flame Emperor to come take a look."

After that, Taibai Jinxing ran towards the Lingxiao Palace.

Upon entering, just as Taibai Jinxing was about to speak, Jade Emperor was the one who spoke first, "Taibai Jinxing, the Flame Emperor has already sent someone to explain. Let's just leave this matter as it is."

Having said that, The Jade Emperor rubbed his temples. There was a piece of paper in front of him with big characters on it: "Just let it be."

...

On the ground, Tang Sanzang seemed to have tired himself out from playing with turning the light on and off, and finally laid down on the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

Tang Sanzang was sleeping, but beings like Erect-Crested Dog, Grand King Bull and others still dared not to move.

Further away, Zhu Ganglie said, "I understand now, what master said is true!"

Sha Wujing asked, "What do you mean by true?"

Zhu Ganglie said, "Master said that he has lost his memory and doesn't remember many things, including how to use Divine Skills... but have you noticed, when he's drunk, he handles Divine Skills with slick proficiency!"

Sha Wujing nodded, "I noticed that a long time ago..."

White Dragon Horse said, "That's not right, Big Brother tried to teach him Divine Skills before, but he couldn't learn."

Zhu Ganglie and Sha Wujing shook their heads at the same time, "That we can't figure out, but he can definitely use Divine Skills, just... Maybe the method is a bit different from ours."

"Divine Skills, after all, involve channeling vital energy according to the cultivation technique and then connecting with the natural laws of heaven and earth, thus achieving various effects. So, in evaluating who's stronger or weaker, it usually doesn't depend on how much vital energy there is, but on the level of cultivation. Cultivation requires quieting the mind to sense the world and gain enlightenment.

Do you think our sober master has the time to gain insight into this stuff?" White Dragon Horse asked. Your next chapter awaits on empire

Zhu Ganglie said, "Getting master to meditate and comprehend the way would be harder than killing him."

"Makes sense," Wujing nodded.

...

For a long time, Tang Sanzang's snoring was like thunder, and the likes of the Rhino King and Roaring Sky Dog exchanged glances, finally daring to move stealthily.

The group tiptoed away, quietly moved to a distance, then slowly took flight, and in a puff of smoke, they shot into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Tusita Heaven.

As soon as the Rhino King got back, he shouted, "Old Lord, Old Lord!"

Gold Horn and Silver Horn quickly held him back, "Don't shout, the Old Lord has gone back."

The Rhino King asked, "Gone back? Gone back where?"

Gold Horn replied, "Where else, back to his original form. It seems like it was an order from the Purple Cloud Palace, all Saints must go to the Purple Cloud Palace, and even their avatars aren't allowed to stay outside."

The Rhino King was momentarily stunned, "The avatars can't stay either? I wanted to ask him about that bald..."

Before the word 'bald' was finished, Gold Horn and Silver Horn hurriedly covered the Rhino King's mouth, "Green Ox, if you want to die, go do it on your own. Don't drag us brothers into it... From now on, we ban those two words here! Ahem... don't even say the three words 'Tang Sanzang' either!"

"Right, right, right, we can't say that! We've never seen him, we don't know him!" Silver Horn echoed loudly.

The Rhino King looked at the two panicked boys and didn't mock them, but nodded instead, "Agreed!"

So the two boys and the ox sat at the entrance of the Tusita Heaven, looking into the distance, chatting with each other in turns.

"What do you think, what's his real story?"

"Not sure, we asked the Old Lord before whether he was one of the three thousand demons, but the Old Lord first shook his head then nodded. To this day, I still don't understand what he really is."

"Whatever he is, he's headed to the West, not to Heaven, and that's a good thing."

"Hmm, makes sense."

...

Meanwhile, by the Black Water River.

Crash!

A handsome, muscular, shaven-headed man with a kasaya over his shoulders was briskly striding through the waves, carrying a load on a pole!

He rushed through eight hundred miles of the Black Water River in one breath, did a beautiful somersault in the air, and landed perfectly!

Without moving, he stood as straight as a javelin!

"Wow, wow, wow! Impressive!"

The azure followers clapped their hands in admiration.

Tang Sanzang, while straightening his clothes, said, "Indeed, the potential of a person is infinite. Through years of rigorous practice, even though I haven't improved much in swimming, this physique... swimming is no longer necessary."

Having said that, Tang Sanzang turned to bow towards the other side of the Black Water River, saying, "Thank you for imparting the skill!"

On the opposite side of the river, an old man waved his hand and then turned to leave.

Just a few months ago, Tang Sanzang had been struggling with swimming and drinking water when he encountered this old man.

The old man was not an immortal nor a demon but just an ordinary person.

However, he was a martial artist among ordinary people who saw Tang Sanzang's dedication, so he taught him a martial arts technique—"Unity of the Great Dao."

To Tang Sanzang's surprise, while he was unable to practice Buddhist cultivation techniques, this martial art technique, he learned at an extraordinary pace!

In the old man's words, this was a result of accumulated effort finally revealing itself.

If you think about it, it makes sense. Tang Sanzang traveled rock climbing, swimming, digging, chased by wild dogs, chased by wolves—a good fifty to sixty thousand miles from Great Tang.

He hadn't developed many skills, but his body was honed to perfection.

To cultivators, this might not mean much.

But to a common martial artist, it was an excellent foundation.

Plus, Tang Sanzang's years of pondering over Buddhist law and his unyielding spirit.

With both a solid spiritual foundation and physical strength, it was natural for him to advance rapidly.