Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 83 Yang Jian Leaves the Pass

Xiaotian Dog shook his head indifferently, his eyes holding a look of worldly detachment as he said, "White with yellow flowers, there are too many of them, I don’t know which specific one."

Tian Peng: ...

My freaking mom!

Tian Peng felt like crying without tears, not understanding why, but he actually felt envious of Xiaotian Dog’s dog life; though not human, life was colorful indeed.

In contrast, he, Tian Peng, was already a Marshal but still alone.

"Never mind, let’s just consider it my big mistake, I’ll offer you an apology!" Xiaotian Dog decided to spare his own mental capacity.

"You? Apologizing?" Tian Peng looked at Xiaotian Dog skeptically, with this mutt’s penny-pinching ways?

Stung by Tian Peng’s words, Xiaotian Dog huffed, "This lord here is a responsible celestial dog!"

Watching Xiaotian Dog’s demeanor, Liu Yanchang also felt quite stirred, could it be that he really would get an apology?

After all, Xiaotian Dog was a famous celestial dog in the Three Realms; whatever he had surely couldn’t be ordinary, right?

All he was, was just an ordinary Bhikkhu follower, much beneath Xiaotian Dog in rank, even a trifle from Xiaotian Dog would probably be enough for him to benefit greatly.

"Then on behalf of my Xiaohua, I thank you," Liu Yanchang said with a smile, trying to appear less excited.

Xiaotian Dog nodded contentedly and, with a flick of his paw, tossed a nearly moldy bone stick into Liu Yanchang’s hand.

Liu Yanchang caught it subconsciously and looked down, which sent his mood plummeting.

The bone stick was large but it was moldy, and there were many tooth marks on it.

"This is my personal bone stick, consider it an apology for the joke," said Xiaotian Dog.

Ever since he had tasted the food of Chen Nuo’s Chaos Residence, he scorned these things, initially thinking of keeping it as a souvenir, but now it seemed better to just do a good turn.

With his back to Tian Peng, Xiaotian Dog gazed into the distance and said solemnly, "I hope she won’t blame me, for I can’t stop for one bloom, there are more seas and stars ahead waiting for me."

Having said this, he suddenly turned back to Liu Yanchang, winked and said playfully, "You better not eat it in secret!"

He’d eat crap!

Liu Yanchang’s mouth twitched as he neared the brink of a breakdown.

My freaking mom, wasn’t it agreed that the mission to fetch Yang Chan would be super easy?

Waiting ten years was bad enough, but today he’d been dealt this blow!

"Don’t get too excited; this is all my due diligence," Xiaotian Dog said cheerily, stepping forward, extending his paw, and, using mana, he stuffed the bone stick solemnly into Liu Yanchang’s chest, "Make sure to keep it safe; it’s an heirloom, and if Xiaohua ever has kids, it can be passed down."

Although it didn’t look appealing, Xiaotian Dog hadn’t lied; the bone stick was actually from the remains of a Golden Immortal-level Monster, which indeed counted as a treasure, at least for Liu Yanchang.

But solely because of its revolting appearance, Liu Yanchang had never imagined the bone stick to be valuable in the slightest.

Smelling the pungent odor wafting from his chest, Liu Yanchang felt nauseous and quickly held his breath.

"I must attend to urgent matters, so I’ll take my leave!"

Watching Liu Yanchang depart swiftly with a distressed face.

"Tian Peng, do you think he didn’t like the apology I offered?"

Seeing Xiaotian Dog looking somewhat dejected, Tian Peng flashed a bright smile; it wasn’t just a matter of dislike, giving a moldy bone as an apology was utterly outrageous!

"Right, Tian Peng, what did you come to see me for? Also, you dared to grab my ear just now; have you turned against me?" Xiaotian Dog became furious at the mention of this.

Tian Peng had initially wanted to brag about his hundred meal opportunities gained from that mysterious Magical Treasure.

But then he thought better of it, wealth should not be flaunted, if Xiaotian Dog knew that he had traded his treasure for a hundred dining opportunities, he would surely nag incessantly for a meal.

Hence, he quickly said, "Nothing much, just to join you in continuing the treasure hunt."

"Didn’t we set the date for the next treasure hunt?"

"The more, the better, would you really complain about our Chaos Residence account having too much money?"

How is that possible!

Xiaotian Dog kept shaking its head; it only had a few treasures on hand and definitely needed to find more.

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!" urged Xiaotian Dog.

But Tian Peng was still hesitant, pointing to the Six Saints of Plum Mountain who had just managed to struggle up from the ground: "What about them..."

After all, it was he who had knocked them down, shouldn’t he take care of them?

"Why bother about them? Finding treasures is the most important thing!" said Xiaotian Dog.

It wasn’t he who beat them anyway, nor was it his business, and even if there was any trouble, it wouldn’t be his fault.

Xiaotian Dog was getting impatient. While running ahead, it kept looking back at Tian Peng, signaling him to hurry up and follow.

A man and a dog thus left Guan River Mouth with great fanfare.

Meanwhile, in the secret chamber of Guan River Mouth, Yang Jian, who had been meditating on the mysteries of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, finally opened his eyes, revealing a compelling sharpness within them.

Feeling the mana that was entirely different from that of the past, Yang Jian showed a satisfied look.

After ten years, he had finally completed his understanding.

The ten years of cultivation had allowed him to make a breakthrough to the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm in one fell swoop.

Now, he was fearful he could easily defeat his own self from ten years ago.

But Yang Jian knew that the credit wasn’t entirely due to his own efforts, but rather due to the various miraculous effects of that bowl of beef noodles.

He had long wanted to visit, but had been hindered by the awkward period of breakthrough into the Great Luo Golden Immortal state. Now, he had finally come out of seclusion.

Today, no matter what, he had to visit the place his younger sister had told him about.

Yang Jian thought to himself.

With a spell cast, the dust that had settled on him over the whole ten years also disappeared without a trace, and his entire being glowed with health.

First, he decided to find his younger sister and have her take him there.

With that thought, Yang Jian pushed open the door of the secret chamber.

"I wonder if my little sister is around,"

Yang Jian muttered to himself, using the mana of a Daluo Golden Immortal to start a search in Guan River Mouth. Finally, he located Yang Chan’s whereabouts, but...

Yang Jian’s brow furrowed tightly. Why would his little sister be at the place where they worshipped their mother?

Yang Jian, puzzled, headed in Yang Chan’s direction and pushed open the door of the Ancestral Hall, only to be greeted by wafts of blue smoke.

Through the smoke, Yang Jian saw Yang Chan burning something with her back to him.

Taking a closer look, his heart leaped with shock.

"Yang Chan, what are you doing!" Yang Jian immediately rushed forward, snatching whatever was in Yang Chan’s hands.

Yang Jian was very strong, and with one pull, he caused Yang Chan, who sat on the ground, to stagger.

But when Yang Jian saw Yang Chan’s face, he was taken aback.

Was this haggard woman really his sister?

The clothes on her body hadn’t changed, but the extremely weak aura confirmed that she was.

"What on earth are you doing? That’s mother’s clothing, why burn it!" Yang Jian could not contain his anger and yelled.

This was the clothing their mother wore most often when alive.

"Brother, give it to me quickly, it will be too late!" Yang Chan didn’t care for the joy of meeting with Yang Jian and cried out in urgency, "Give it to me!"

"Otherwise, our mother won’t be able to be resurrected!"

Mother, resurrected?