Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge-Chapter 1159 - 672
Chapter 1159 -672
You love whatever you want, Old Sun doesn’t care anymore. If those bald monks in the West have the ability, let them take care of it themselves!
For Sun Wukong, every day at most he ran small errands and prepared three meals a day. The rest of the time was still very free.
Dragging along, a man and a monkey didn’t know how much time they had spent and finally arrived at the Yingchou River.
The aura of the Dragon Clan made the little tiger, as a mount, very uncomfortable. After arriving here, it was a bit hesitant to move forward.
Fortunately, Chen Sanzang emitted Buddha Power to calm it down, and the little tiger gradually returned to normal.
There was no helping it; the innate dignity pressure of pure dragon types on ordinary demon bloodlines was really too great.
“Old Chen, want to eat some dragon meat?”
Such a strong dragon aura, even outside the Yingchou River, Sun Wukong felt it.
After spending so many days together, the monkey also figured out what kind of character Chen Sanzang was. So the first thing that came to mind wasn’t to subdue a dragon, but to research how to completely bring out the flavor of dragon meat. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
After all, Sun Wukong had lived in the Heavenly Palace before and had eaten many dishes like Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow there.
He often visited the Lord of Stove to freeload food and drinks.
As the saying goes, dragon meat in heaven, donkey meat on earth; finally encountering a pure-blooded dragon, how could he resist tasting it?
“Little Kongkong, stop joking. The Dragon Clan is related to the big shot behind this monk. Perhaps this dragon was specifically sent over to act as my bodyguard.”
Chen Sanzang rolled his eyes; he had already learned some insider information from Old Xi.
Now, even the Ancestral Dragon had joined the big character behind Old Xi, so weren’t the pure dragon sons and grandsons at their disposal?
Obviously, the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon King, the Little White Dragon Ao Lie, had come as a high-level bodyguard.
In the original text, Ao Lie had a miserable fate; not only was he cuckolded, but his father also accused him, he was sent to the Dragon Stripping Platform, and then saved by the Goddess of Mercy, placed in the Yingchou River, waiting for Tang Sanzang, the Western Heaven Jingren.
Then this creature, due to gluttony, ate Tang Sanzang’s white horse and was therefore sawed off its dragon horns and scales by the Goddess of Mercy, turned into the White Dragon Horse, and ridden by a man.
Truly tragic!
This life’s Little White Dragon was not as miserable as in the original, but he still couldn’t escape the cuckolding; sidelined by the Nine-Headed Snake.
However, he was not accused by his own father. Instead, some price was paid, benefits were exchanged to let Ao Lie become a calamity in the Westward Journey.
Whether he still becomes the white horse of the Jingren or turns into a disciple will depend on his own fortune.
“A Dragon Clan member at the Golden Immortal Peak, but his aura is unsteady, has hidden injuries inside; might not be right as a fighter.”
Sun Wukong curled his lips, showing a bit of disdain.
“Then shall we eat him, and Little Kongkong will continue to run errands and do chores every day?”
Chen Sanzang silently retorted.
“No need for that. Although the strength is a bit lacking, weak for a fighter, he’s just right as an errand-runner and servant to take care of people.”
Sun Wukong quickly revised his decision.
He was the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, the Monkey King who once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, how could he do chores every day?
“So pretentious! Let’s first capture this little dragon, observe him for a while; if there’s no problem, then we’ll train him well. If there are issues, we’ll just keep him as reserve food, and on a lazy day, we can have a roast.”
Chen Sanzang smacked his lips; honestly, he had never tasted pure dragon meat before, and wasn’t sure how delicious it could be.
“Little Kongkong, how about we prepare dragon meat for hotpot today? You go to the Four Seas to get some ingredients? Anyway, you’re fast on your feet.”
“…Eating dragon meat hotpot in front of a pure Dragon Clan member, Old Chen, your heart must be pitch black inside!”
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, a rare tear appearing at the corner of his mouth. Without another word, he disappeared with a somersault.
After being trapped for so many years, and now out for some time, Chen Sanzang had just awakened his appetite; he also wanted to catch a dragon and taste it.
“Amitabha, Dragon Donor, after eavesdropping for so long, aren’t you going to come out and meet face-to-face?”
Regarding Sun Wukong’s departure, Chen Sanzang was not bothered at all. Instead, he hopped off the little tiger, found a shady spot with a big rock, pulled out a recliner, and lay on it, taking out all kinds of cooking utensils and condiments.
Hiding in the Yingchou River’s water pool, the Little White Dragon Ao Lie had a contorted expression on his dragon face, a look of grievance showed in his dragon eyes.
He hadn’t seen Chen Sanzang’s appearance, but could feel the massive Buddha Essence Power from him.
Obviously, this monk wasn’t a kind-hearted one.
And the monkey that had just flown away, Ao Lie certainly recognized him, wasn’t he Sun Wukong who was trapped underneath the Five Elements Mountain?
The name of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, was still quite well-known to Ao Lie, not to mention that when he was sent to the Yingchou River, his father had given him special instructions.
“Master, are you the one going on the Westward Journey to obtain the scriptures?”
“Don’t worry; are you sent by the Goddess of Mercy to do chores, or by the Four Sea Dragon Kings as a bodyguard?”
Looking at the giant white dragon head emerging from the Yingchou River, Chen Sanzang didn’t care at all, took out a wine gourd, drank a sip, and asked slowly.
“It was my father, the West Sea Dragon King, who sent me here to wait for the Jingren.”
Watching the monk drink, the Little White Dragon secretly swallowed his saliva; since his arrival, he had been healing his injuries and hadn’t eaten anything.
“Why is your aura unsteady, and what is about the hidden injuries inside? Was it from being beaten in the Yingchou River?”
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