Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

"This Tang Monk's flesh doesn't seem so easy to obtain after all!"

In the depths of the Black Water River, within the River God's Water Mansion, the Tuo Dragon sat upon his throne, thought of his recent experiences, and sighed deeply, feeling very troubled.

Logically, when a monk is impeded by the river and I voluntarily appear in the guise of a boatman, that Tang Monk should have begged me to ferry him across, right?

But contrary to my expectations, although I offered to help willingly, he was evasive and resistant!

Moreover, just after our first encounter, he immediately saw through my disguise, and then that Monkey raised his iron rod and attacked me.

Thinking of this, the Tuo Dragon felt even more furious.

Though I indeed harbored malicious intentions, I hadn't made a move yet. How could the Scripture Seeking Team strike at me first?

This Scripture Seeking Team really seems ruthless.

"This won't do; I need to think of a better plan!" With a troubled look, the Tuo Dragon pondered deeply.

It appears that the disciples of Tang Monk are not easy to deal with. How can I manage to consume the flesh of Tang Monk?

"Alas, the old monk I met earlier didn't explain things clearly, only telling me that eating Tang Monk's flesh grants longevity, but he didn't mention how formidable these three disciples were. Well, good things don't come easy," he sighed, regaining his spirits afterward.

In the River God's Water Mansion, the numerous members of the Water Clan watched the Tuo Dragon sitting on the throne, evidently sensing his bad mood, so none dared to speak or disturb him.

Boom!

However, just at that moment, the entire Water Mansion shook and a loud noise erupted.

It turned out that someone had forcibly broken through the great doors of the mansion. Hearing this, the Tuo Dragon howled and summoned the Little Demons of the Water Clan to charge out and engage Sha Wujing in fierce combat.

Meanwhile, Muzha, wearing the Golden Haze Crown, turned invisible, cast the water avoidance art, and stealthily entered the Black Water River unseen by anyone.

Sha Wujing, being a being of the Taiyi Realm, wielded the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, a murderous weapon, truly stirring up tumultuous waves when he fought.

After several collisions between the Tuo Dragon's steel whip and Sha Wujing's Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, he retracted the whip and saw several notches cut into it.

This not only shocked the Tuo Dragon but also pained his heart, and he looked at Sha Wujing's Blood-Transforming Divine Blade with dread.

"Ha, you brute, relying on the advantage of your weapon, what hero are you? If you dare, let's compare our strengths barehanded!" After retracting his steel whip, the Tuo Dragon stepped back and shouted at Sha Wujing.

However, Sha Wujing disregarded the Tuo Dragon's shouts, as if deaf, and his Blood-Transforming Divine Blade transformed into a streak of blood light pressing down on the Tuo Dragon.

With the Taiyi Realm facing the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and possessing a superior weapon, Sha Wujing naturally dominated over the Tuo Dragon!

If it weren't for his intention to subdue this Evil Demon rather than kill him outright, perhaps the Tuo Dragon wouldn't have lasted very long.

"Sha Wujing, this guy has really gotten more formidable, an appearance filled with demonic qi, ruthless and merciless; with such behavior, how can he possibly retrieve the True Scriptures in the Western Heaven!?"

Muzha, wearing the Golden Haze Crown and hiding in the shadows, secretly watched the battle between Sha Wujing and the Tuo Dragon. Seeing Sha Wujing completely overpowering the Tuo Dragon, he felt both anger and fear.

Since he harbored intentions of revenge, Muzha obviously wouldn't just watch from the sidelines. Watching the battle between Sha Wujing and the Tuo Dragon, he stealthily stayed nearby, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Roar!

Finally, after battling for over a dozen rounds, the Tuo Dragon's steel whip was directly chopped in half by the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade. With a shout of fury, the Tuo Dragon transformed into his Dragon Clan body, stirred up the waters, and pressed toward Sha Wujing.

Having fought for so long, Sha Wujing had also run out of patience. Seeing the true form of the Tuo Dragon, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "A Dragon Clan member!?"

Though surprised, Sha Wujing, characteristically silent and taciturn, and now possessed by demons, swung without hesitation.

Thus, with demonic qi entwined around his Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, he raised the blade, transforming it into a stream of blood-red fabric, and slashed towards the Tuo Dragon...

With a scream, dragon blood splattered. Despite the Tuo Dragon's formidable strength, he couldn't resist the sharpness of the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade.

The blade's light flashed across the Tuo Dragon's body, leaving a massive wound that exposed bone.

"Now is the moment!"

Muzha, hidden in the shadows, seeing his chance, focused his eyes slightly and with a flick of his hand, he threw a spiral-shaped black needle, transforming it into a barely noticeable flash of light, shooting it towards Sha Wujing.

Muzha's eyes filled with hatred.

This needle, forged from the stinger of a Demon Immortal hornet subdued by him after exerting the strength of nine oxen and two tigers decades ago, possessed deadly poison and exceptional penetrative power. Extremely small and delicate, it was perfect for a sneak attack!

Wujing, on this end, had severely wounded the Tuo Dragon with a single strike and was about to capture it when suddenly, he felt an ominous, hair-raising sense of danger.

There was no time to think further, and almost reflexively, he twisted his torso.

A pain struck his chest. Wujing looked down and saw nothing unusual at his chest, but a speck of black poison was rapidly spreading from that spot.

Though he couldn't see any wound, Wujing felt a numbing sensation spreading throughout him.

A black dot rapidly enlarged, initially the size of a needle's tip, then growing to the size of a soybean, a copper coin, a bowl...

"You, this Evil Demon, those, those treacherous tactics, actually using poison," he tore open his clothes, seeing the poison rapidly spread across his chest, Wujing looked up at the Tuo Dragon and shouted in shock and rage.

"Poison!?" The Tuo Dragon, after suffering severe injuries and reverting to his half-human, half-dragon form, with blood pouring from his wounds, frowned and retorted at Wujing's accusation, "You murderer, how dare you slander me? If you can beat me, then fight, but if you lose, you blame me for lacking skills and now accuse me of ambushing you?"

"You, you..." Wujing, pointing at the Tuo Dragon, tried to speak again, but by then, the blackness at his chest had nearly spread throughout his entire body, and his consciousness began to blur.

It was not just about fighting anymore, even standing was difficult. He swayed unsteadily, resembling a drunk, before collapsing directly to the ground.

"Ahhh..."

The Little Demons, who had not dared to intervene in the battle between Wujing and the Tuo Dragon and had no chance to do so, now saw Wujing poisoned and falling. They gathered their courage and charged forward.

"Great King, this Demon Head looks completely poisoned and unconscious, shall we finish him off?" A Little Demon, transformed into a human but with a prawn's head, kicked Wujing and saw no reaction and a face clouded with poison. He then spoke to the Tuo Dragon.

Clutching his shoulder wounded by the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, the Tuo Dragon harbored deep hatred for Wujing.

However, listening to the Little Demon, the Tuo Dragon shook his head, saying, "I have lived a life of honor and will not take advantage of someone's peril. You must not act!"

During this talk, the Tuo Dragon approached Wujing, and seeing his face indeed gasping with venom, he was very surprised.

What happened? This guy is quite capable, but how did he get poisoned out of nowhere? Even I didn't see how it happened!

"Could it be that someone is launching a sneak attack from the shadows!?"

"Is this guy indeed from the Dragon Clan? So proud, dismissing such a golden opportunity?" Muzha, hiding in the shadows with his Golden Haze Crown, was both annoyed and helpless upon seeing this.

Originally, Muzha's plan was precise: to secretly attack Wujing, poison him, and then the Tuo Dragon, despite the severe injuries, would certainly seize such an opportunity and would surely have killed Wujing!

Thus, Muzha would have secretly taken revenge. However, even if he didn't personally kill, if Bodhisattva and the others became furious, they wouldn't punish him!

But, despite such intentions being sound, Muzha, full of calculations, had not anticipated the Tuo Dragon's pride. While capable of seizing the River God's Water Mansion, he had no intent to exploit someone's weakness?

His enemy, grievously injured, lay before him, yet he harbored no thoughts of killing him?

"Hmph, if this guy won't make a move, then I will not hold back!" After mulling it over quietly, Muzha observed Wujing lying unconscious and his eyes narrowed slightly.

His hatred burning fiercely like fire, openly attacking wasn't feasible as he was no match for Wujing, but seeing Wujing poisoned and unconscious, Muzha knew this was his prime opportunity for revenge; how could he let it slip by?

Hatred clouded Muzha's mind, then. At that moment, all he thought about was the rare opportunity for revenge, and secretly, Muzha once again prepared his Poison Needle.

This time, though, Muzha's target was Wujing's head!

Whoosh!

Under Muzha's influence, the spiral-shaped Poison Needle transformed into an undetectable streak of black light and shot out again.

"Who is there!? Sneaking around!"

Although the finely crafted Poison Needle was hard to detect, the Tuo Dragon, standing next to Wujing and suspecting a stealth attacker, was alert and naturally noticed the needle. He shouted loudly.

With a 'swish', he conjured a Water Blade and slashed.

But it was pierced by the Poison Needle, and, at the same moment, the Tuo Dragon's shoulder was penetrated, with the same black venom rapidly spreading throughout his body.

Roar!

At the same time, a loud dragon chant echoed, it was a semi-illusory Dragon Soul that dived directly into the Black Water River.

Hearing this dragon chant, Muzha turned around and saw the Dragon Soul plunging into the riverbed of the Black Water River, his eyes filled with shock.

"What? Is this the Dragon King of Jing River's soul!? How could it be here!?"

Indeed, the soul of the Dragon King of Jing River was originally suppressed in the Netherworld, and later it was said to have been destroyed by a mysterious Six-Eared Macaque, so how could it still exist? And why here?

Could it be...